#wolf's hunger

[reigninbloodygore-blog]

Wolf's Hunger. Black/Thrash. It's hard to deny the early Slayer riffage here.

[thrashers-confessions]

“Usually I'm not into late thrash metal, but oh boy, recent Serbian thrash scene is so damn good. No matter what type of thrash do you like, I think you might easily find your kind of thrash that comes from Serbia. Prisoner, Merciful Angel and Quasarborn are some fine examples of old school East Coast influenced thrash that also has some NWOBHM vibe and Bay Area feel too. While Space Eater and Alitor are progressive and have some amazing musicianship. NadimaČ is a band that D.R.I. fans will definitely dig. If none of these bands aren't brutal enough for your tastes, Infest might be your choice. Powerful and crushing death/thrash band with Vader influences. Finally, blackened thrash maniacs might dig Wolf's Hunger.”

[belovedunderwing]

Wolf’s Hunger

Chapter 9: The Beast You've Made Of Me    

"How could you?!”

“Rey - I’m sorry! I - I lost my head in the moment. I wasn’t thinking!”

“No shit, you weren’t thinking!”

Rey sat in the passenger’s set of Ben’s Wrangler, pissed and hurt. She couldn’t believe she’d trusted him. Trusted him, believed him when he’d said he’d keep her safe and then broke that trust all to hell.

[belovedunderwing]

Wolf’s Hunger

Chapter 5: The Pack Survives

She could see a wrap-around balcony just below the window wall. Ben had parked facing the lodge and Rey realized he was watching her from outside the jeep. She quickly climbed out and tried to get a grip on her reaction.

"You're staying here? All by yourself?" Rey asked as she came around the jeep to stand near him. Ben didn’t even have the decency to look sheepish as he grinned down at her.

“Yeah, apparently my grandfather never did anything by halves. C’mon, I’ll show you around before we grab the rest of the gear and head out,”

He held the door open for her, ushering her inside the cool, darken lodge. Rey could barely keep her mouth from hanging open at the opulent interior. It had a rustic feel, but nothing as tacky as taxidermied animals or antlers for decorations. It was all polished wood and stone. Pottery mixed in with books that lined the bookcases and shelves. A large wrought iron chandelier hung down from the vaulted ceiling near the stone fireplace that was made into a freestanding wall. Large woven rugs dotted the hardwood floors and overstuffed leather furniture with matching end tables here and there.

[znas-veckoja-blog]

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