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WOLF MARK 32
"That's it," Trent drawled. He looked at me for a bit, and then his interest disappeared just as quickly. Slowly, as if at a tea ceremony, he took a sip of his coffee, gesturing with his hand for Reid to follow suit. But Reed ignored this gesture as well. - And for how long did you leave the reservation?"How will it work," Reid replied colorlessly.- How did Morgan and your mother let you go for such an indefinite period?“They support my thirst for learning,” Reed seemed to be tired of pretending to be indifferent, and the ironic notes in his words did not escape the former alpha. All ostentatious cordiality fled from his face for a second, but he quickly controlled himself, and the mask returned to its place.- Great, I left my son in safe hands.- Lana's friends are waiting for her outside. And, of course, they are worried that she has been gone for so long.Trent didn't even look in my direction. He silently examined his son for several seconds, as if considering whether to let u
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"What else did they say," he asked meanwhile.- Yes, nothing special, - I squandered the conversation in my memory, - You were discussed. They said that you are alpha and would bend them.- Correctly think, - he grinned.After sending the message, he looked at me. Thoughtfully, still sorting through the options, he just caught my eye. And maybe he wanted to find the answer.- I have to go back.- Okay, let's go. The guys will soon turn to the police, - I rushed from side to side, not knowing which way to go back."Home to Lovell," he said.-What? I turned to him.- I can't contact them.- You'll be in touch tomorrow.- You saw them. My help is still needed. I don't trust Trent.I took a deep breath. I didn't trust either.- Do you think they will attack the flock? I asked doubtfully.- Hardly, not the ratio - he ran over his face, and then through his hair, arguing - They are renegades. We have heard of these. For one reason or another, they have been expelled from their packs, they f
WOLF MARK 34
“You're right, maybe I'm useless,” my eyes stinged dangerously, but I managed to control myself, “but I want to be close to my aunt if something threatens her. Instead of waiting in another state for news from a place where even the phone does not catch. And I can fly without you."I've decided, then," he murmured.- Yes.- Great, - he walked past me and sat down on a bench in the waiting room. I hung around for a bit, and then asked:- Did you buy a ticket to Casper with a transfer in Denver?“You can fly without me,” Reid quipped.I gritted my teeth in anger, but I didn't want to back down. It is unlikely that he did not have time to react, rather he was taken aback when I abruptly grabbed his hand with a ticket and looked at the flight number. Releasing my wrist just as quickly, without looking at Reed, I turned around and hurried for the ticket. How did I not stumble, feeling such a gaze on me. My guess turned out to be correct, Reid bought a ticket to Casper. The queue moved slo
WOLF MARK 35
I woke up very abruptly with the click of a belt fastened on me."We land in Denver," Reed explained. Still under the impression of the dream, I opened my mouth to tell Reed about it, but hesitated.- What? But it was as embarrassing to talk about as it was to watch."Nothing," I shook my head.- You, it seems, didn’t even move in your sleep, where did it come from ... - Reed gently touched my hair at the top of my head.Oooh, I can imagine without a mirror, what surprised him so much - after sleeping, my hair always looked like someone had been diligently bouffanting me all this time. I quickly tucked them into a bun and, avoiding Reed's gaze, laughed it off.- They live their own lives, even if I sleep standing up, they would still look like this.- Nice, - I looked at him in surprise. Is he bullying? Or a skewed idea of cute? It is difficult to say, only a slight smile replaced his impenetrable mask for a split second. Landing seemed to me even more terrible than takeoff. A te
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They didn't have to step on me to make me shrink. They did not move, only threatened with their looks and massive figures. Three of them looked like truckers - soiled trousers, one was wearing a shabby pilot's jacket over a gray turtleneck, another was in a hunting windbreaker, the third seemed to have just got out of a warm truck in a black sweater with rolled up sleeves and a puffy waistcoat - all three looked rumpled and not against easy money. But the one who started first was different - dark blue trousers and a black coat looked out of place in this roadside toilet. “Better not twitch, beauty,” he warned me. Obviously, he is the leader among them, - The night flight from Des Moines finished me off, so don't piss me off - his manner of speech did not match the outward intelligent appearance - vulgar phrases with nasty smacking sounds, as if it was time for him to go to the dentist. But this, apparently, is the norm for Trent's entourage - to look not who they really are. So he f
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Yes, there is no one else to talk to.I stared at them in horror. The problem was the people who caught us. Something seemed familiar to me, he had already spoken about a problem that needed to be fixed earlier. Before she had time to process it, the door screeched open again, and the Major's head poked through.- Boss! Everything is ready, he said.- I told you to wait outside! Trent answered sharply. The door slammed shut immediately.Thomas didn't even move, apparently already used to the boss's furious outbursts. While they forgot about me, I tried to take a more comfortable position and look around. But it would be more convenient just to sit down or lie down, and this is too noticeable. Inspection also did not bear fruit. Although I was not chained to anything else, I was definitely not taken into account, but it was very far from the only exit from the hangar, and two werewolves stood in the way. There was nothing to cut the screed either, I was lying in an empty corner, only a
WOLF MARK 38
Small sips of oxygen entered my lungs. Breathing evened out. I was still shaking. But the panic attack subsided. Reed continued to lull me to sleep, gently running his hand through my hair and back. "Let's get out of here," he whispered. I nodded.He slowly got to his feet, pulling me with him at the same time. I still clung to his chest, clinging tightly to his clothes with my hands. Reid gently loosened my grip.- One second, - he grabbed the edge of the pit and with one jump he was at the top. Then he bent down and pulled me out of there. He tried to hide the view of their corpses with himself, but in an inexplicable reflex, my gaze grabbed a pool of blood under a massive body and stylish boots with dirty soles.It was deep night outside the hangar door. And silence. An old cottage with dark windows, a rickety barn, a spacious parking area, a farm fence, and then a field spread under a full moon. Where are we?Reid pulled me aside. Obviously, this is a machine for Bill and Major.
WOLF MARK 39
I slowly got out of the car and looked around the killing field. It was only now that I noticed the dead werewolf off to the side. He did not participate in the battle. It must be Fred. He found his treacherous death. Here is the body of Trent's faithful bodyguard, indifferently abandoned by his master. And two wolves I killed. The first one barely twitched its paws, the second crawled into the safe thick of the forest on broken legs. I bypassed him.Trying not to startle Reed, she quietly approached. He licked his uncle's wound as if he could heal him. Like then my hand. Only now, with all the frenzy, as if the countdown was on seconds. I myself suddenly believed that it was possible. Looking at him hopefully, she waited that just about, right now, his chest would rise heavily. He shakes his muzzle and easily jumps to his feet. Jokingly pushes Reed's head, making it clear that this is not serious, he is fine. But he continued to lie.I knelt next to them. She took Morgan's paw in her
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