It wasn't until Aunt Sarah closed the door behind us that I realized I was barely breathing. A wolf's gaze, even in the human body, pierces to the bones. A dozen of their gazes I, like a bag of bricks, carried on me. Not only I was relieved to be behind the wall from them. Seeing this, maybe my aunt will remember why I don't belong here - with or without a mate.
My aunt's cottage was small - a living room, a kitchenette and a bathroom on the first floor, three small bedrooms - on the second and an attic. The largest bedroom of them has always been called "parents", once it belonged to my grandparents, and then my aunt and her husband lived in it, and my mother lived in one of the small ones - "children". Then the husband left his aunt, as I heard, because "she couldn't stand puppies", and went to another pack, well, and my mother ... After a while, I began to live in my mother's room, and my aunt moved to the next one " children's". Nothing has changed in four years. I did not visit my aunt, she visited me twice, twice we met on neutral territory, the rest of the time we corresponded, because phone calls in this wilderness are only to wag your nerves. Internet is better, but not for my aunt... Letters by mail - this is her maximum. At first I wrote every month, then every two months. True, I sent the last letter recently, saying that I would come after the expedition, and my aunt left her handkerchief for me at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there have not been such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. then every two months. True, I sent the last letter recently, saying that I would come after the expedition, and my aunt left her handkerchief for me at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there have not been such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. then every two months. True, I sent the last letter recently, saying that I would come after the expedition, and my aunt left her handkerchief for me at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. and my aunt left me her handkerchief at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. and my aunt left me her handkerchief at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. that people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. that people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory.
As soon as I undressed at the front door, I was immediately directed to the bedroom. I was pleased that my aunt had not changed anything in the room, my teenage spirit still hovered here, settling in posters on the walls, stickers on the mirror frame, a garland of lanterns above the bed.
“Everything is as you left it,” my aunt rented the room to me. This explanation was superfluous, and so it is clear that everything is in its place, except for dust. I went inside, noticing that the room was unusually clean without me. She wasn't like that for me.
- Thank you, - I smiled at my aunt, who stood at the door and did not dare to enter my territory. I imagined how she entered the cleaning room, carefully returned things to their places after dusting, and waited for the hostess to return here again.
Things are all here, - she pointed to a suitcase, a bag and even a backpack thrown in the forest, arranged in a neat pyramid in the corner, - You need to rest. And if something is needed, then I'm in the kitchen, - as always, my aunt was short and clear. Leaving me in the room, she silently withdrew.
She loved me, but it always seemed to me that she did not know how to be with me and what to say. Partly for her, I was also an unknown little animal, an unknown little animal that had matured . I have yet to discuss what happened with her, but I'm sure I know her opinion. For her, this is unexpected, but the matter is clear. The wolf recognized me as a couple, if I myself were a wolf, I should have accepted him. All these wolf things and pheromones would be great bait for me, my fate would be decided. But I'm not a wolf, Reed missed the mark, but I'm planning on getting out of here as soon as I can.
My plan was to find out what was wrong with my car, get some medical treatment, tell Aunt Sarah the news - and only I was seen! Seems like a good plan to me. The main thing is to minimize meetings with the local population, and even more so with Reid.
I did not want to rest in bed at all, wandering around the room, looking into the chest of drawers and looking through the spines of books on the shelf above the desk, I decided to at least partially unpack my things. I had a hiking kit for a six-month expedition with me, so there were even summer things that went with the bag in a narrow closet. It didn’t take much time to unpack, I didn’t intend to stay here for a long time, I took out only the most necessary things, and left the rest in the suitcase, which I pushed under the bed. Even these simple actions cost me a lot of energy, but I still really wanted to go to the bathroom and try my luck somehow to freshen up without wetting the bandages. Mission Impossible.
They did not accompany me beyond the threshold of the house. I went out alone through the back door, wearing only a long poncho. I stepped on the cold ground with my bare feet and looked up at the sky. The moon has claimed its rights. Bright and round. Reed picked a great time to start the race. Oddly enough, the wolf in me was calm. Either the rut didn't work on her, or I drank too much wine. Throwing off my only robe in the shed and placing my mother's bracelet next to me, I took a deep breath and said softly before turning around: “Just not this year. And then she gave herself up to the she-wolf. I felt the thirst and desires of others. They seemed to be on fire, but their heat did not touch me. I was drawn to the forest, and I was calm. She circled the closest of her flock and rushed deep into the depths. I, as if stepped on the threshold of my native home, confident and peaceful. But there was something else. Something was waiting for me up there. Beckoning, but not demandin
— Kira! Kira, wake up!Martha's voice and an unpleasant thump on my shoulder pulled me out of a dream where I wandered through the woods in search of ... something. Listened to all my feelings, but could not find. What was I looking for? I didn’t have time to understand, because they unceremoniously woke me up in my own house, where, I can swear, I fell asleep alone.“Leave me alone,” she grumbled and hid from the intruder under a pillow.But she did not lag behind, moreover, she climbed on top of me and shook me well.No, no, you can't sleep now. I have such news!“Get off me, you annoying elephant!” She turned around and pushed her off.Then Martha crawled under the covers, looked under the pillow and put her head beside her.Pfft, so childish. Let me sleep. I don’t know what time it is, but I’m sure it’s God’s shit,” I muttered, barely moving my tongue, drifting off to sleep again.Reed approved. Mating season starts tomorrow.My eyes flew open. And it is unlikely that they had the
"No, I didn't," I grew more and more gloomy.And then, when Roca's mom treated us all to baked mutton pies in the courtyard of his house. The four of us sat at a round table - Me, Martha, Rock and Alex. Alex and I fought over the crunchiest pies, and Martha kept dreaming.“Just imagine, this year we might have a new member of the pack join us.- In terms of? Rock asked in surprise, barely chewing a huge piece of pie, which he hastily stuffed into his mouth, saving him from two gluttonous alphas.“Someone can find their mate from another pack."That's unlikely," Rock waved his hand.Why not? For example, you can get so far away from our territory by smelling your mate. So is she,” Martha smiled.“No, definitely not me.Of course not you. You're looking forward to your Beast choosing Molly, aren't you, Rock?“Maybe it will be me. Just like my Uncle Trent.I suddenly spoke up. I don't know why she said it. Yes, and remembered the father of Reed. But the expression on Alex's face explaine
I was waiting for the trial, threats. Grandma was gone, so I took her place in the rocking chair from where she usually watched the meetings, in the shade of her house. She swayed rhythmically and watched the others gather around the oak table. And she scrolled everything so that I would tell the pack if I were the leader. Probably, anger still spoke in me, but I would demand blood. I found Alex with my eyes, he also did not join the others at the table, he froze in the distance, leaning on the carved posts in the fence of my old house. And my eyes were ignored. Therefore, Ba liked to repeat - my character is not suitable for a leader. Too impulsive. Too easily emotions take over the mind. Reed appeared on the porch of the office, looked around the pack, and stopped at Lark and his son, who were sitting at the table. They took everyone, even the children. Lark looked worried, stroking her son's head, twiddling her fingers through the curls, but as soon as she caught her husband's ga
Surprisingly, the news about the new gene in the pack was perceived calmer than the close attention to us from the people from the hotel and the ban on solo outings. Let the lesser danger, but it is closer, and that makes it more frightening.I had to go to Reid, give him reports, but I continued to sit on the porch at Martha's house. We didn’t even really talk, we just worried together. There were so many things I wanted to discuss with her, but for some reason, what Ba told me, she could not pronounce. The tongue could not put together the necessary words, and in my thoughts, as if there was a taboo.“You know, I thought… If our blood can heal many people, then that’s good. We will save so many lives. They can come up with cures. Or they will develop something based on our gene, - Martha propped up her cheek with her hand and turned so that she could see me.“You will think differently when you lie on the operating table, and your blood will be pumped to the last drop. To heal a few
Dinner did take place that evening, thanks in part to Sarah's food. But much later, so Morgan pecked at the table.Although with the same success it was possible to bring that burnt meat pie to the table - no one had an appetite. Lark took Morgan to sleep in Rod's empty room, Ba moved to a chair closer to the fire in the fireplace. The others sat at the table and talked quietly, as if speaking a little louder would bring the disturbing thoughts to life.“How serious is it, Rod said?” Reed asked.- News, as always, and do not reflect half. There are several laboratories, and there are far from such peaceful purposes as they show us. And not in such peaceful ways,” said grandfather.He became even gloomier after they returned with their grandmother. And I was sure that my uncle did not tell even half, so as not to disturb the old people.He said he had suspicions. But then people failed to get on the trail of the werewolves, - Reed remained calm. - And now?He's not sure anymore. But he