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LAWS OF THE WOLF 1
How much do you think a human life is worth?To Java I will say: not at all.Don't believe? Okay, I'll ask differently.How much is the life of a homeless person worth, whom you turn your back on, preferring to pretend that he does not exist?Well... She doesn't cost anything either. As is yours. As did my brother. As is mine. And I tell you this with complete certainty.But life is not the most valuable thing a person has. Our memories are much more valuable.They are what make us who we are. They are the fuel, the engine, and the wheels for the future, because the present is built on them. And I tell you this with full confidence.His heels buckled and wobbled dangerously with every step. I was tempted to take them off and go barefoot, at least just so as not to hear how disgustingly they knock on the asphalt, as if notifying about something, but when you plan a late visit to an ex-boyfriend, torn stockings and dirty feet are not what you want appear.The code at the entrance has no
LAWS OF THE WOLF 2
After his death, my mother hid in the sewers with us, fearing that they might find out about us and come to find out from her about some secrets of my father or something else.Fear sank into her so deeply that there was no trace of the once well-groomed and beautiful woman, and neither she nor we could get out of the sewers.In the meantime, the world has changed more and more. The times when werewolves avoided people, preferring to live in the distance, in the forests and howl at the moon at night, are in the past.Why eat a rabbit raw and shit under a bush, if it was possible to live differently, using all the benefits that they, due to their wolf nature, could easily and simply take.With the help of force and fear, werewolves crushed people more and more, seized power, bought entire cities as if they were toy houses with tiny figures, and ruled them as they wanted, because they could, because they were stronger.Unable to resist, people accepted it, and so half-breeds like me and
LAWS OF THE WOLF 3
The corridor was dark. From the only room my brother and I shared, along with the dim light of the day coming through the window, cigarette smoke and a wolfish smell streamed.Like my brother, I was a half-breed, but the wolf genes in me were passive. In fact, I was an ordinary person. However, I could distinguish the smell of a werewolf unmistakably, and the one that tickled my nostrils did not belong only to my brother.- Sasha, I'm home! I yelled as I took off my shoes.It was pointless to behave quietly, as well as, in fact, to announce your arrival. Sharp, wolfish hearing could still catch me when I was just getting out of Egor's car.In response, vulgar laughter and the clink of bottles rang out from the room.- Crap! I cursed, deliberately dumping the contents of the bag onto the floor.Leaning down to gather my belongings, I reached into a niche under the old hallway with one hand and drew my gun. With a full magazine of nine-millimeter, silver bullets, it weighed more than a
LAWS OF THE WOLF 4
The morning of the last March day was cool. The wind, pushing a crumpled newspaper sheet along the asphalt, strove to lick under her skirt and fluff her hair in her own way.I ran a hand through my dark hair, keeping it from the special effects, and darted towards the store. Christina, my partner, had already turned off the alarm and was pressing the key in the lock, looking around warily.- Give it to me! - having measured the guard Vanya with a reproachful look, who with a serene look was watching only Christina's ass, I pushed her away from the door.The lock was new, as was the door, and practically everything in the shop. The son of the owner, who took over the reins of government, immediately redid everything to his taste, significantly strengthening the security system.His father was an old wolf, long fed up with all the pluses of a wolf nature, not loose-handed and, moreover, a respected businessman. He preferred to conduct business quietly and calmly, while not particularly
LAWS OF THE WOLF 5
After lunch, the wind increased, causing alarm. Having shot a cigarette at the guard, I smoked around the corner of the store, putting my feelings and thoughts in order.Sex with Arthur hard and without anesthesia with a scalpel revealed everything that I managed to muffle with the help of Yegor. I wanted to drink again.In the toilet, I wiped my body and crotch with tap water and, along with the remnants of my breakfast, vomited wolf semen out of my stomach, filling the void with Christina's friendly coffee.I was barren and, meeting with Yegor, I thought a lot about whether I had a chance to recover, but after Arthur changed his father and became the boss, for the first time I was glad that life could not arise in my body.Throwing away the rest of the cigarette, I caught my reflection in the window. Like the mirror in the bathroom, it showed me a slender, beautiful, young girl with shoulder-length dark hair, fresh skin and large, thoughtful hazel-colored eyes, in which, despite the
LAWS OF THE WOLF 6
“Calm down,” a voice whispered insinuatingly from under the plastic mask on his face. - No need for unnecessary movements and everything will be okay.“Or not,” added his companion, pointing his machine gun at Christina, who was reaching, as she thought, imperceptibly, towards the alarm button.Cristina whimpered and, raising her hands, backed against the wall behind the counter.- That's smart! - approved the second. - You, - he turned to the guard, - come to her. Just drop your toy.The guard very slowly pulled out a pistol and, throwing it on the floor, walked over to Christina and also raised his hands.- Well, and you, beauty, - the muzzle rested on my chest, - why are you frozen? - After the guard, I stood closest to the shooters, as if covering the courier with me. - Stomp to the wall.His stomach twisted into knots, blood throbbing wildly in his temples, his nose tickled by the smell of young werewolf gunslingers venturing into the store.With solid legs, I took a step to the
LAWS OF THE WOLF 7
The patrol car seemed to crawl like a snail on purpose to give me the maximum enjoyment of the grill that separated the front and rear seats.As Egor said, me and Kristina with Vanya were asked to drive up to the prosecutor's office by ten in the morning on a voluntary-compulsory basis.None of us were officially charged with anything, but I knew it was only a matter of time. Diamonds were picked up only by a runaway courier, but on the bag that the woman delivered along with the flowers, in addition to Arthur's prints, there were also mine.My brother also played against me, whose last name was in the Cop database. And we couldn't count on Christina and Vanya if we all failed to escape. We were mated, but by and large, each was for himself, and if they found out about my brother’s arrests, then without remorse they would have blamed everything on me and Arthur, they say, they had an affair and so on.Egor's promise... Hmm... He did not respond to my offer to leave, and the phrase "I'
LAWS OF THE WOLF 8
A deafening roar of a shot. A silver, nine-millimeter bullet gently poked into the temple and rather flew out the other side.The scream stuck in my throat. Without breathing, I looked into the lifeless eyes of my brother, falling to the floor.- Sasha ... - I barely audibly sobbed.His chest was torn from pain, compared to which everything else was nothing.One bullet, one life, one death. Why?He was only guilty of being stupid and naive, that he wanted to get out of the slums and live better. He did not do what he was accused of. Sasha was innocent.- Look at me.I did not react in any way, and Angelov grabbed my face, hanging over me with a mountain of muscles of a deadly predator.- Look at me! he repeated. I glanced up at him. - Where are my diamonds?- I'll kill ... - I exhaled raggedly.The ice-cold eyes were covered with a crust of surprise, but mockery touched the cube.- Your brother was a coward and a weakling who was not ashamed to substitute his own sister for the sake o
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