Nobody moved.
Only the wind blew around everyone moving the hair of the human, the fur of the living wolves ... and the dead wolf. Still no one dared to do anything. It seemed unreal.
Only after a few long seconds where everyone was tense, Vladek was the first to move. He leaned in a little and licked Jade's cheek that was stiff between his legs. The young woman was startled but smiled when she noticed that the wolf was next to her. Then Vladek advanced with measured steps in the direction of his brother.
Thanks.
The word still echoed in his mind. Thanks for that? He did not understand it. Perhaps he wanted me to kill him. He could not believe it. He was so confused.
He stopped next to his brother. Yes, his brother. The one he grew up with; the one who was once his best friend; the one who was part of his family. He lowered his head slowly and touched his body with the tip of his nose. But there was no reply.Yino no longer had a puls
5 years later Vladek was in the garden of his house looking at that old tree that brought back memories. It was the first thing he saw when he bought the house and promised that he would be happy. At the time, he never imagined that this would come true years later. Because yes, he was a completely happy wolf. -Stop there, you're going to fall- Izen's voice echoed in the room. Vladek felt something toss against his leg and his robe was pulled. When he lowered his head he found a small head of brown hair with a huge smile. He bent down and carried the barely three-year-old puppy that hugged his neck with its short little arms. The little boy gave him a kiss on the cheek to open his mouth in a huge yawn. He dropped his little head on the wolf's large shoulder and closed his little eyes confidently. His breathing became steady instantly.  
To be in that rain, which penetrated every bone of her body, kneeling on the gravel street that hurt her already bruised knees. Soaking those masculine clothes that concealed a slim, feminine and delicate body. Waiting for the door to open was the only option Jade had. The solution, apart from her problems, lay beyond the wood that obstructed her path. She was not referring to the good life, or a bloody revenge. She was only looking for protection so that he could live a little longer and not perish in her short twenty-one years.
Days before. Jade kept her green eyes open, like every night, because of her chronic insomnia. All around her, the silence was so raw it hurt, and only the moonlight from the rainy seasons lit up the black sky in the middle of the morning. The books that were scattered on the floor were no longer to her liking, she just needed a glance to remember them perfectly for the rest of her life, so the library was no longer her favorite place to be as it had been before. She already knew them all by heart. With a sigh, she sat up on her bed, dropping the silk sheets that caressed her men's clothes. Accustomed to that aspect that at times made her forget that she was biologically the opposite sex. If it weren't for the family rules, maybe everything would be easier for her.
If before she had stayed awake because of the chronic insomnia she suffered, now it was because of the sharp pain that spread through every inch of her skin behind the hot iron that marked her. Flooding the room with the smell of burned skin that mixed with the nauseating smell of blood. Despite wanting to scream to try to vent her efforts were useless, a dirty cloth had been introduced into her mouth filling her taste buds with a metallic taste that made her nauseous. Amid the nebula of her suffering she heard the laughter of her tattoo artist, who seemed to enjoy his work like an artist writhing in his pleasure. Jade wanted to lose consciousness, but it was impossible, she wanted to die, everything would be better than that unlimited suffering. Only when the customary night rain came hours later did her body find a modicum of relief. Now, alone in the dark, surrounded by corpses and her skin itching and burning, her eyes closed and she just waited for her soul to l
After two days walking, looking for the one who would be her new protector, Jade could only complain about the pain in her knees and feet, but she did not. Being reserved with her opinion was one of the many rules she had been taught from a very young age. Being polite, not responding, respecting others and keeping quiet about everything that is too much, so many rules engraved within her, that it would be difficult for her to get rid of them. Still she wanted to shout to the thousand heavens for a little peace. The first day of the trip had not been so difficult. Walk straight through the town closest to your old home. She was grateful that no one noticed her appearance that she had covered, in addition to the veil on his face covering the brand, with a large straw hat. But the night was not quiet. Not having any money, she had had to take refuge in the darkness of the night and there was no shortage of those who found her and had to run away to take refuge in
Jade knew the world was full of cruel people, but she never imagined running into two in such a short time. First, that person who had changed her life and appeared in the few hours of sleep that her insomnia allowed her. The other was this supposed friend of the family who after many hours and a whole night had not even appeared to deign to meet her. She clenched her fists against the damp, icy fabric. She felt the fever move through her body and the fatigue closed her eyes causing her to stagger in that position. She had said she would stand her ground, but it was really difficult. The sun's rays announced the dawn and the end of the rain. She stroked her arms over the fabric in a vain attempt to warm herself. It was soaked to the bone. The hat that used to protect her head had been almost completely discarded thanks to the supposed good quality of its manufacture and his clothes were stained almost to lose color. She swallowed a lamenting sob. Why she had
The minutes seemed like hours, the hours seemed centuries. She lost track of time in that place. She knew that it had been dark a while ago because the place had gone dark with only the slight reflection of the moon on the water in the tub. She settled down leaning on a wooden column and moving her aching buttocks to the side. At least the pain in his knees had lessened, but not the bruises that formed. She put her hand to her forehead. Her fever had risen, the slight cold sweat lowered the woman's tunic that had been worn for her and the slight dizziness not only from the disease, they were the confirmation of that. She hugged herself trying to find some warmth that did not reach her. She was exhausted from everything. This was one of those moments that told her to let go of everything and close her eyes and forget that the world existed. In the end she had no regrets. She was not a vindictive person and knowing how weak she was, she could not hope to kill the man w
Panic seized the girl. She felt her body trapped under that stranger who was looking at her without any interest while the hair caressed her face making her tickle uncomfortably. A lump formed in her throat and she couldn't help biting her lips until they hurt. Every muscle in his body was tense and immobilized, she had to get out of there but she didn't know how. -I don't like rebellious people- Vladek's deep voice alarmed her, the brightness of those eyes devouring her from top to bottom- Take off the flight- he demanded. Jade visibly trembled and, managing to move her hands, she pressed the veil again with one and the other brought it to her chest, preventing the robe from opening. Vladek realized that the little person below him was beyond terrified, to the point of collapse. The color had left what he could see of his face and his pupils were so dilated that he could see himself in them. Still, it would strain his defenses a bit more. If he was not the p