Alina smelled simply divine, because it was impossible to hide the truth from him, she wanted him just like he wanted her. Federico laid her on the bed, and yet he caught a hint of uncertainty in the smell. What is this? Why does she doubt? And, yes, she is a person, and the world of smells is not as accessible to her as it is to him. After all, Alina cannot be afraid of communication with him, her first husband was a werewolf.Soothingly, he began to cover her fingers with kisses, gradually rising up her arm. The tongue ran along the wrist, then made a path along the forearm, getting to the elbow. Feeling the trembling of his beloved, he leaned over to kiss her, but Alina rested her hand on her chest, stopping him.What are we doing, Federico? What is our connection to you?He laughed.“Have you still not read who is true to us?” I am now finding my soul mate, you, Alina, - he kissed her on the palm, since he could see everything even in the dark. The hand felt an object that was com
Epiloguethree years laterAlina sat at the table in her office and carefully read the letter. Surprisingly, she did not at all expect that Federico's mother, Anna-Maria Maggi, would write to her. She wanted to show it to her husband right away, but she could not resist and read it. In the letter, she asked not to immediately tell her son that she wanted to improve relations, because she had not been for so many years, and Anna-Maria was afraid that her son would not accept her.It turns out that quite recently Anna-Maria found out that her grandson, the heir to the Madzhi family, was born to her. That is why she could not resist and decided to write to her son's wife, that is, to her, Alina. Yes, Federico could be very stubborn about some things and would obviously be against the communication of his wife and runaway mother.Anna-Maria asked to enter into her position and still establish communication, at least through correspondence, where she could receive at least some information
Yana drove the car confidently, automatically paying attention to traffic signs. Today it was especially stuffy in the city, so she decided to go to the dacha. Vladimir was in the city, he was going to join and even prepared a surprise for her, it's a pity he refused to say on the phone which one. She remembered his charming voice and her mood rose.— When are you going to arrive? I plan to leave in an hour. Maybe you'll come to my place and we'll go together? - Yana loved to listen to his marvelous baritone, and on the phone he sounded so soulful, setting her in a playful way."Oh, World, I'm sorry. There is no strength, how stuffy. I'll arrive early, rinse, and all so clean and refreshed, I'll wait for you.She sometimes liked to tease him, since Vladimir always supported her flirting. He laughed, and goosebumps ran through her body. Surprisingly, they have known each other for more than a year, but their feelings have not cooled down. Perhaps because each of them has a favorite thi
In the morning, when he wakes up, he lies for some time, again trying not to think about anything. Memories of a new life come to her, but Yana is no longer so scared. After all, she remembers herself in that previous life, the memory remained with her, only her appearance has changed. Yes, the hands are really not hers, the hair is longer. The figure is not so athletic. Looks like her in her youth. We have to wait for the doctor. What is she going to tell him? Never mind! She has nothing to say. She listens better.However, the nurse came first. She asked about her well-being, said that the doctor would soon come for an examination. She showed me where to press the button to call the medical staff, helped me to drink and relieve myself. Gone. Half an hour later the doctor came.- Good morning! I'm a doctor, Dmitry Semyonovich, I'll be watching you. Well, I see that you are feeling well?The doctor was a little older than middle age, with an endearing smile. Nice. The look is calm. He
She ran up to her and hugged her. She burst into tears.“Daughter, how worried I was. Finally I found you!- Are you my mother? You know, I don't remember anything ... - she was a little embarrassed, either because of deceit, or because she did not know this woman.“The doctor has already told you that you have problems with your memory. But I didn't think you forgot everything! she replied indignantly.Yana sighed.“I don’t even remember myself,” she answered in confusion. She was clearly not ready for such vivid emotions from her new mother.“Most importantly, don’t worry. The doctor said that you need as little disturbance as possible. I will help you with everything. And Dasha will help you, you are her beloved older sister, - she added with a sad smile: - Dasha is your younger sister. Don't worry, we'll manage.Mom had to leave after two hours. But during this time, now Alina learned not only her name. Mom's name was Valentina, and she and her sister had been raising them alone f
Immediately after her mother left, Alina "digested" the conversation and decided that it was time to get acquainted with a neighbor. While Alina was thinking how to approach, she spoke to her herself. The roommate turned out to be a pleasant young woman, cheerful and sociable. Just what Alina needed."You don't really remember anything?" Alina answered cautiously:Yes, I don't remember anything about myself. I understand speech, I can count, I think I can do a lot more, but I don’t remember my life.The interlocutor answered a little enthusiastically:- Blimey! This is the first time I personally meet a person with amnesia. Although, of course, I heard about such cases. - Added: - By the way, I'm Veronika, your name is Alina?Alina turned more conveniently for a conversation, assuming that it would drag on, and the neighbor girl herself was not averse to chatting. Asked:Did you hear my conversation with mom?“Yes, I heard,” she replied, a little embarrassed. — And I'm shocked by your
The next day, Alina was able to talk calmly with Veronica only after dinner. And she asked to explain whether Alina is free in her actions, given that she is twenty-one years old.It's good that you're twenty-one. You are completely free from your parents: you can live wherever you want, study, go to work, open your own business. You can manage your life the way you want,” she replied with a smile.— Veronica, what about the contract with the lord. Do I owe him something?You must have a copy of the contract. Look at home or ask your mom. Read carefully, write down the incomprehensible moments. You can consult with a race relations lawyer. You will be able to read in a week or two. Go to the city library, pick up literature and study calmly. Are you going to study further?- I don’t even remember who I studied for, but I want to get a specialty.“Just don’t rush, deal with what you have.” If you move, you might be able to transfer your studies.“Yeah, maybe I will, thank you.” I'm goi
3 days ago. The office of the head of the Severin clan."Nathan, can I come in?"- Come on, Olaf. What do you have? Are you on duty today?Yes, with Konstantin. There they came to you: Valentina, the mother of your ex under the contract. You have always been on good terms with her. She asked to meet with you. What should I tell her?Nathan thought for a couple of seconds and still reluctantly answered:- It's clear. Okay, show her to the office. You wait for her in the corridor, then you see her to the exit, we won’t talk for a long time. I want to put an end to this issue.“Understood, I’ll do it,” he said curtly and disappeared through the door.The door closed behind Olov, leaving him alone for a while.“And why did this woman come? Well, she seemed to him quite an adequate lady. He'll give her five minutes and then he'll forget the whole story."Claws extended involuntarily. The beginning of a partial transformation is a bad sign. You need to get together and calm down, because th