- Good. The more of us, the more real the chance to stay alive.- Okay, we'll talk about that later. Wait for Brandon.- I'm still unpacking things. Melissa didn't even look at me as she walked into the room. He looked at the girl's back. Beautiful feminine curves, graceful unhurried movements. The gait is similar to the model. She is taller than Katherine. The legs are long, as if from the ears and the skin color is bronze. It gives emerald eyes a special appeal. And the character, I grinned, is a real fire. Burning, burning and unstoppable. The complete opposite of my mother. Can I contain this fire? Or will he kill me? Evening has fallen, the sun has long disappeared over the horizon, and the friend still does not return. I started to get nervous and it looks like I'm not the only one. Melissa tossed around the room, not finding a place for herself. The footsteps did not stop, only increasing my anxiety. The sound from them was given by a knock in the head. If something happen
The day began as before. Fees for classes and a quick light breakfast. The only and most prominent change, two friends are bodyguards. The week passed quietly, for a moment it even seemed that life was returning to its usual course. The weather allows friends to share responsibilities. One, like a silent shadow, without attracting attention, follows me on the heels. Brandon manages to go unnoticed among hundreds of people, only super vision helps to notice the red hair nearby. Even being at a lecture, I know that he is near. If all vampires are capable of this, it's no surprise that creatures so ancient were able to remain in the shadows for centuries. It's scary to think what the war with them will lead to. Elian is more involved with the pack. Rarely change places. As I understand it, the Slayer pack respects the vampire and, in the absence of a leader, obey his orders. They have no division by type, everyone is equal. The longer I am around, the more I am convinced of their uniqu
- Yes, we are connected not only by friendship. We have been together for over seventy years. She didn't ask about Hannah. But Brandon himself told. He began with the conversion of his own grandfather and ended with the death of his girlfriend. An unpleasant feeling rose from somewhere deep inside, gnawed like a worm. I did not like this feeling, but it overcame me against my will. Is it jealousy? There was no need to tell further, the rest is known from Elyan. Both lost a lot, went through a lot and experienced a lot. Nothing can break their bond. In the conversation, they did not notice how a couple of hours flew by. True, the anxiety did not let go. I feel helpless. Daughter of the elect, and I sit idly by. I won't be able to do this for long. Not the type to hide in corners. In the City of Wolves it was simpler, everything is familiar, monotonous, there are no enemies and the borders guarded by werewolves are closed from what is happening in the world. The planet is huge,
- Come in! Elian sat on the bed with his feet on the floor. Elbows rested on knees. Heavy breathing is an indicator of how difficult it is for him.- I brought you food. He grimaced.- It is unlikely that a piece will climb into the throat.- It's broth and baked meat. Light food. The Slayer did not turn his head towards me, his painful state began to frighten, more than before. From the blood on the bandages, it is easy to understand that the wounds have not healed. It will probably take longer than we thought.- You eat for now, and I will bring a first-aid kit, change the dressings. He looked down at his stomach and smiled bitterly. She did not return immediately, gave Elyan the opportunity to eat, but she wasted time, he did not touch the food.- You haven't eaten.- Don't want.Don't act like a petulant little child. - began to swear. Lugaru narrowed his beautiful gray eyes, but still reached for the spoon. I didn’t notice much pleasure on my face, though what is more i
- An unscrupulous girl. Did you see what time it is?- Uncle Neville.- OK OK. What do you want?We've got a little problem here. began cautiously.- Wow little. Poison is no joke to you.- So you know everything?- There was a vision yesterday. Hunters don't waste time. - the shaman is surprisingly calm.What do you think the poison is? What can harm wolves so much?- There are assumptions, but I'm not sure exactly. Only a few plants can affect you this way. It's just that every impact is different. What are the symptoms?- Blackness on the edges of the wound, weakness and complete lack of healing, if the cut is not thoroughly washed. One wound had to be treated twice, it was very festering.The silence on the phone was a little unnerving, but she patiently waited, a lot depends on the answer.- I need time. I'll look in the books. If I can't find it, I'll use Danna.- Better not. I don't want my mom to know.- Don't worry, I'll figure it out.- Thank you!- Take care. Someone is wal
(Brandon)Where is the lecturer taking Melissa? I hear what counts for passes. But why do it outside the university?Unable to cross the threshold of the educational institution, he froze at the door. The weather does not allow us to follow them. The perfect predator is absolutely helpless in front of the sun.The only way out is through the back door. But I have to make a circle, and I'm afraid to lose time, which in our supernatural world is an unaffordable luxury. It's just that there is more shadow on the other side, it's worth a try. My intuition is inferior to that of a wolf, but this does not prevent me from feeling something was wrong. The strange behavior of the lecturer is visible to the naked eye.Still got out on the street. In quick jerks, he covered a considerable distance from the main campus. It remains to trace the smell. But how to do it while sitting in the car? Based on my sense of smell, they must have passed on the sunny side. It seems that the lecturer knows how
- Never do that again. I am not worthy of sacrifice.- With you a tidy sum. He nodded. The sorcerer left the room, leaving us alone. He squeezed her hand, trying to warm the pale cold fingers. But then the realization came, I can’t, a block of ice is not able to give heat. He took the blanket from the chair and covered Melissa. After some time, a blush began to appear on the face. The blood has completely stopped and the heartbeat is clearly audible. Why did she do this? Giving up your life for a vampire is wrong. Looking at beautiful features. I know them by heart, drawn in memory, and maybe in my heart. What do I feel for her? I will give my life without hesitation, there was not a shadow of doubt in my head. Melissa's life is more precious and not because she is the daughter of the elect, the girl is valuable to me. And I almost lost her, almost witnessed her death. For the first time in years, I felt truly alive. With the advent of the she-wolf, I began to feel how sadness
Wandering in pitch darkness is useless. You can’t feel anything by touch, because there is emptiness around. Frightening and bottomless. How to escape from captivity? Get out into the world? All of a sudden, my light went out. But I'm still wandering in the dark, looking for a way out, which means I'm alive. You just need to try, invest the remaining forces and go free. The only way is to turn to the radiance within yourself. Is she the only one who can deal with it? It is stronger and more dangerous than me. I am obliged, a lot depends on my decisions. Flickering specks of light appeared in the impenetrable darkness, small but bright. And gradually the darkness began to recede. She continued to struggle with her tenacious paws outstretched, but in spite of this, I followed the flicker. There was a feeling of true freedom, fear disappeared. My steps have gained confidence. She touched every speck of light with her hands and felt the warmth gently spread through her fingers througho