*Luca*
Finally a medium tall and sturdy man steps into the rink and I turn towards him. We are standing for a moment, measuring each other, but nothing really happens. I turn to look at Twigs who indicates that I should just attack.
“Okay”. I shrug and move towards this Torstein guy.
The man has finally raised his arms up in front of his face and starts moving in a circle around me.
Just hit for fucks sake so I can figure out what kind of fighter you are.
But Torstein just keeps circling me, forcing me to turn too. In the end I lose patience and hit first.
*Luca*Suddenly Harold is standing in front me. With wide legs and arms crossed the man gives off a superior attitude. I tense my body, but do not make any notion to appear provoking. One thing is to play with the muscles, it is something else to start a direct confrontation. I do not want to fight with Harold in here and risk people getting hurt, however I am unsure whether the man in front of me has the same sense of responsibility."Good evening”. Harold’s gaze moves to Twigs, who instantly withdraws behind me."You are far away from London, huh ?""Tonight we are". I reply. “Yes, we heard about a good party up here. But you are not happy to let go off the money".
*Luca*Harold freezes as he meets my half-transformed yellow eyes, growling warningly. I stop and raise my upper lip slightly so that my still human teeth appear."The rule is simple”. Harold mutters bitterly. "These people must not be harmed. They are my friends, and I'll break your neck if you as much as think of touching one of them”. He points with an annoyingly arrogant index finger towards me. “And no matter how many beatings you get, you remain yourself. If there comes as much asa canine forward, then you have lost, and I rip your head off. Are you following me ?""What makes you think you can rip my head off ?""Do
Chapter 12*Luca*"So this is your place ?" I catch up with Harold in front of a farmhouse.He had to assure Twigs that everything was in order before I left, despite the fact that I am actually not quite sure. It had helped, however, on the persuasion, as two ladies had tailed past us, and Twigs, like the Dario he is, sneaked after them.“Yes, but unfortunately I am not as good at being a farmer as I thought. I have had to supplement with fishing, and then there is no one to look after the fields or the house”. Harold laughs. "I'll just find you a towel”. He shows me out on a small toilet in the hallway and disappears upstairs."Damn !
*Luca*The alcohol seems to put a light anesthetic on me. Finally, I am able to escape the constant gnawing of unrest that always lays below the surface. The fear that something will happen to Soleil. I can not really do anything from here anyway, so for a single night I might as well forget my miserable life and drink myself into oblivion."Where did the booze go ?" I aske. "I'll pick up the first round”."Isn't there a place where we can be more ourselves ?" Twigs winks at the blonde after we have poured a few drinks inboard.It seems that the blonde is just as keen on privacy, because she nods and leads us down behind where the big balls o
*Luca*While we are crossing the courtyard the wind changes and the fog starts disapparating from my brain. Most of Michala's scent is out of my nose and when I reach for the handle I am clear enough to hesitate.I turn to apologise and send her off, but she basically jumps me, throwing herself around my neck and we tumble into the hallway. In here there is no wind to blow away that scent and her intense aroma is pulsating right into my face. The Wolf goes crazy and I lose all control of myself.Next I know we are in an ice cold room. Even I feel the difference in the temperature.“I can’t do anything in this cold”. Michala pulls away from me, laughing softly.
Chapter 15*Soleil*My arm falls down limp and the phone hits the floor with a hollow sound. My legs are threatening to collapse beneath me, so I sit heavily on the bed.Lefu’s voice had been as cold as dry ice. There was no seduction in it or dark humour. He was deadly serious. He was coming for me, not to turn me, but to kill.In a full on panic attack I had called Luca. He has been involved in starting all this. I didn’t think so, I just instinctively went to the one who could protect me. Too late I realised I had no story to tell him. It went all wrong and now Luca hates me too.I had tried to protect him. I see no reason to tell him
*Soleil*“I am on my way back”. Luca’s voice is uptight.“Okay did you have a good trip ?” I ask softly.“We have to talk”. He interrupts.“I know and you are right. I haven’t been completely honest. I am so sorry. I will tell you everything when I see you”. The words are streaming out without breathing, as I am scared he will cut me off and dump me over the phone.When I stop talking the only sound is the noise from Twig's car.“Luca ?”
*Lefu* "We're off". Strano's self important face appears in the door to my private rooms. Under normal circumstances, the high lord would have sent a few of his imbecile henchmen, but he probably won’t risk several more hearts served in their own sauce. “Do you really feel we have to go all the way to Italy, just so you can tell on me ?” I laugh. “What is it about me that pisses you off like that ?” “You will probably find out when we land at home. Believe me, I could not be more indifferent to you, if you were a cow, but when your lifestyle goes in and threatens mine, then I have to sacrifice my comfort”. Strano deliberately slowly