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She Wolf 16
Leaving Wallia and heading for the "Red" house, he turned the girl's passport in his hands - the last final detail of the plan. He stopped, flipped through the pages, and put them in his pocket. Today, the topic she raised about the disappearance of her mother made it clear that she could not delay any longer.Warbler Onyx's mercenaries found Leah two months ago, but while the girl is on the territory of the Amber pack, they can't do anything. Should the werewolves poke their nose into our territory, they will give a reason for the confrontation of the packs. Therefore, all this time they are forced to simply watch and wait. It remains only to understand, to find out: what Onyx wants.The fact that Slavka is hunting for an artifact - I rejected this version a long time ago. Onyx is not such a fool to spend a lot of money on mercenaries and carefully cover up the traces of the search activities of the latter because of a generic artifact, especially one tied to the genome of someone el
She Wolf 17
After Maxim left, I wandered aimlessly around the house. She put the kettle on and, passing by the mirror, stopped abruptly. To be honest, my view was terrible. She pulled her uncombed hair into a ponytail, the first that came under her arm, with an elastic band.According to the law of meanness, I got to the nines stretched out, old and with fluffy threads sticking out in all directions, which should have been thrown away long ago, but somehow she escaped this fate. While collecting things and putting things in order, the hair in the tail was disheveled, and he himself moved to his side.And to top it all, I was dressed in a T-shirt, knee-length, in which it is very comfortable and not hot to sleep in the summer, with a picture on my chest - a moronic smiling hare. With a groan, she plopped down on a nearby chair, but then a boiling kettle whistled, and she had to trudge to the kitchen.Turning off the kettle, I realized that I didn’t want to be in the house at all. Go to the center?
She Wolf 18
And later, steamed out, they were again seated at the table to have tea. At some point, I, tired of events, began to “peck” with my nose and I was sent to bed. Since the house was tiny: two rooms and a kitchen, and the table was set for us in the large room, in the small room on the sofa the bed had already been prepared for Marta, but I got a cot. As soon as I lay down, my eyelids closed, and I fell into a dream.In the morning I woke up alone. The bed on the sofa was folded. Stretching, she went to look for the inhabitants. Grandmother Varvara showed up in the kitchen, wished good morning with a smile, showed where to wash.She fed me breakfast and told me that Martha had gone to a neighboring village to improve the health of the locals. Mentioning her activity with an unkind word (again, I will have to wait for answers to my questions), I volunteered to help with the housework.Marta returned after dinner and was seated at the table to eat homemade noodles in duck broth.Grandmothe
She Wolf 19
Standing on the porch, peering into the blackening forest. The wind in gusts threw prickly snowflakes at me, shivering shiveringly, shrugged her shoulders and wrapped the edges of her shawl more tightly. Marta in the morning, turning into a red she-wolf, went hunting, but has not returned yet.From the cold, the fingers squeezing the edges of the shawl became numb, and I nevertheless returned to the house. In the passage she shook off the snow, hung up her shawl, and went into the room. She walked over to the fireplace and threw a couple of logs into the dormant fire. She stirred up the fiery beehive with the poker. Sparks like fiery bees scattered across the belly of the fireplace.Sitting on a fluffy rug opposite, she looked at the fire. I liked to sit like this in the evenings, the fire seemed to burn all the negativity of my thoughts.For more than three months now I have been living here, in a stavka, a small settlement surrounded by forests. Most likely before, I would have thou
She Wolf 20
- Leah, tomorrow try to remember everything that your father told you, maybe you will remember the phrases you accidentally dropped. Anything you can remember, tell Martha. Okay? Now she will come, I threw a call.- What did you throw?He pocketed his phone and shook his head."Sometimes I forget how little you know about Kindred," he chuckled. - I, as the alpha of the pack, on a mental level can call any wolf or she-wolf of my pack.- What about me?- No, Leah, neither I can hear your wolf, - he climbed a couple of steps, so that now our faces are on the same level, - and she does not hear my wolf. Thanks to this one,” he stretched his hand to my neck and, picking up the cord, pulled out my cross-artifact, “an amusing little thing.Maxim grabbed the cross and clenched it in his fist, at that moment I was as if scorched by heat, a ringing sounded in my head, as if a bell had been struck nearby.I recoiled in surprise, clasping my head in my hands, Maxim instantly released the artifact
She Wolf 21
Maxim, squatting on his haunches, rolled up the sleeves of his turtleneck, scooped the ashes out of the fireplace into a bucket, and, throwing firewood, began to kindle a fire. And I sat and could not take my eyes off him: a gray turtleneck tightly fitted the torso. Massive chest, broad back. Here he is, straightened up and put his hands on his knees.Strongly, terribly, I wanted to go up to him, sit down and press against this back with my chest, putting my hands on his chest. It seemed another moment and I could not restrain myself - I would come up, but the obsession dissipated as soon as he spoke:- I came in about an hour ago. The house is dark and empty. I thought you were visiting one of the neighbors. No, everyone is at home, who is sitting, who is sleeping. Like a fool, he walked around, saying that I personally want to congratulate everyone. Maxim fanned the flame, got up and pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket. He wiped his hands, looked at me. - To be honest, they look
She Wolf 22
As soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, my eyes immediately fell on white boxes tied with a blue silk ribbon. Pulling them out to the middle of the room, she chose the largest one, pulled the ribbon with trepidation, removed the lid, and there! ... I stood motionless and looked inside, then carefully pulled out and unfolded - a fur coat! Frozen, she held her outstretched arms, examining her from all sides. I recognized the fur right away - a polar fox.I could not even dream of such a thing, and I did not even think about it. And now she pressed this light gray, fluffy beauty to herself. Carefully spreading the fur coat on the sofa, she opened the second box, from which she took out white boots with flat soles trimmed with fox fur of the same shade as the fur coat. Biting her lip, she placed her boots next to the sofa and opened the last little box, which contained white gloves with gray accents. And then emotions overflowed - I fell to my knees and, clutching my gloves, burst int
She Wolf 23
After talking for about an hour, she began to get ready, especially since Martha came up.It was time to go to the lake of power, which was about three hours of a good run from our camp. They decided to leave early, and of course I couldn't join them. Werewolves were gathering on the lake, who were currently in a pack, and according to Maxim's idea, I am generally now somewhere in South America.But I didn’t get upset, I decided to use this time to good use - I stroked the dress, did a manicure, and at the end of everything, having bathed, applied masks to my face and hair. They were made by the magical hands of Martha, and the skin of the face will be soft and silky, and the hair will shimmer and please the eye. Despite the fact that I stubbornly drove away one corrosive thought, I still had to admit at least to myself - I tried for Maxim. For some reason, I believed that tomorrow he would definitely come.At night tired Martha and Alina returned and went to bed, but I slept so sound
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