Laws Of The Wolf {Book 2}
The old wolf caught my eye and, leaving attempts to help Misha get up, pulled himself together with some effort, returning his impenetrable expression to his face.
- I hope we understand each other? I clarified.
Ibragimov rolled up to the table and, with a surprisingly firm hand, pulled out an expensive pen from the inside pocket of his jacket. Oh, those lawyers already!
Alyosha, who was still standing in a combat stance on the table, pushed a dirty sheet of paper towards it with his paw, and the old wolf began to scratch something on it.
It was very reasonable of him, albeit belatedly: less f * zd and his child would not have to endure pain.
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