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Jeremy, raising his left eyebrow in surprise in a silent question, looked at the girl.- Here look. I am very afraid of your brother Jack. I'm very afraid. It just makes me panic. I'm afraid of Mike, he's kind of... Well, I don't know. Strict, right? But you... This is strange. I know you're the Beast, well, like, cruel and blah blah blah all that. But I'm not afraid of you at all. Why is that?Jeremy stared at the girl in amazement, trying to digest what she had just said.- How can I know about this? I can't get inside your head and understand what's going on in it. So you sort of deal with it yourself. And in general, I didn’t sign up for you in psychology.Emily frowned and replied:- Well, figs with you, unfinished playboy.- What am I, unfinished? - righteously indignant Jer. - I'm done! Everything is in its place and in excellent combat readiness!The girl frowned, fell silent and ... blushed.Jeremy, noticing her reaction, smiled and said:- Okay, let's forget. Listen, can we
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John left the room, in which, suspended on chains and hooks, hung the former leader of the Night Shadows clan, whom the Hunter killed with a blow of his blades.- Well, minus one wolf in my piggy bank after returning. It remains to destroy the entire clan and the girl at the same time. No, first this uninitiated one, and then I’ll deal with the clan,” John said, stroking his blades and going up the stairs. Cyrus was not in the basement, so he was waiting for his student upstairs.Holding blades and a bloody T-shirt in his hands, Black climbed the stairs and whistled a cheerful tune. After a few minutes of brisk walking, he found himself in the room of the Head of the Coven.- Well, what can you say? - Sitting in an armchair by the fireplace with a book in his hands and not taking his eyes off her, Cyrus asked.John walked across the room, sat down in a chair opposite the fireplace, and placed his weapon in his lap, dropping his bloody T-shirt on the floor."After the Beast, my T-shirt
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And cut off the connection.John looked at the phone's blank display and tucked it back into his jeans pocket. After a conversation with a partner, he had an unpleasant aftertaste in his soul.- It's a pity, of course, it was to upset you, my friend, but I had no other choice. How else could I explain to you the changes that have happened to me, without dedicating to the secret of the Coven? Blake took a deep breath. - So it's just for the best.And, pressing the gas pedal to the stop, John pulled towards the house, where there was a familiar and so beloved environment. The hunter needed to rest after such a hard day.Forty minutes later, John was at home, tired, but very pleased with himself.Nothing has changed after his departure: the same atmosphere, the same interior. And what could have changed in his not so long absence? Yet something has changed: his perception of the surrounding space. After visiting ADCO, Black realized that it was hard for him to be there: it was as if the
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John just nodded back at him; he knew Steve was scared, but Hunter had no other choice.Cole got up from the couch and walked over to a small table that had a bottle of whiskey and a glass on it. Turning his back to John, and at the same time taking the bottle, he said sadly:- I would never have thought that the person to whom I could easily entrust my life would take it away.Blake didn't answer. Instead, he took a few steps towards the man who, with a trembling hand, was trying to pour the amber liquid into a glass. John slowly approached his now, probably, former friend, holding his blades ready to deliver one single blow - to the heart. Quick and easy death. This is all that he can offer a friend so that he does not suffer for a long time.Steve, trembling with fear all over, turned to Black and looked him straight in the eyes - blue and bottomless, in which sincere regret was read."I'm sorry, Steve, I don't really have any other choice," he said softly.Col took one long gulp o
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- What is actually going on here? Jack asked, furrowing his brows and looking at the completely naked Jeremy.- Ah ... er ... this is not what you thought, - Jer immediately said, covering his causal place with his hands.And Amy threw the log on the floor so that it landed exactly on the leg of Jeremy, who howled in pain and began to jump on one leg, holding the other with both hands and shaking his naked bodies. The girl, hiding a malicious smile, rushed to Jack.- Save me, Jack! Your brother tried to torture me! she wailed.- What to do? - did not understand the leader, raising his eyebrows in surprise. And Amy, clinging to him with her whole body and hugging his waist, explained:- This bald dog, a yellow-mouthed monster, tried to wear me out, oh, that is, yellow-eyed! - she raised her head and looked at Jack, and for greater confidence and the correctness of her words, she even let out a mean tear. - He is evil, save him from the accursed Herod.Jer, at her words, even froze in p
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Jer sighed heavily, and Mike asked:- What's the situation?“Yes, Jer and Amy quarreled a little, for which my brother received a log in the forehead, and not from me,” Jack laughed, looking cheerfully at his brother, who muttered with his head bowed:- I decided to show her my Beast, and she ... is a crazy hysteric.- Oh, how interesting! Mike laughed. - So, the teeth of the little wolf are erupting.- Yes, the character begins to show, it is not for nothing that she is a true she-wolf, albeit a rootless one. I wonder what breed she's from? There have been no true she-wolves in our clan for a long time, and I’m completely silent about the born wolf cubs, ”Jack said calmly.“I don’t know,” came a low mutter from the bed: Nick was speaking, closely following the men. “But I don’t think that she is from the Southern clan, because everyone was killed there a long time ago, and the Eastern clan protects every female, especially if she is true.- That's right, Nick, - supported his version
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Black looked at Steve, but did not see him: everything was covered with an invisible veil. His eyes were blazing blue now. Somewhere inside, an animal rage, hatred, ferocity, unknown to him, was born before the village. All this tried to splash out, but the strongest desire turned out to be a thirst - a thirst for blood. "What happened with me?" - flashed through his mind."J...John," Steve said in a hoarse and trembling voice. - You... you... it... me... me...A guttural growl and a step towards Cole."John... wait... don't... don't... you... you're... uh... my friend," Steve stuttered at every word, stepping away from his partially converted friend.“Rrrrr,” came the reply.- Black! Enough is enough, stop it! Cole exclaimed nervously, leaning back against the wall. There was nowhere else to go.John advanced menacingly on his partner. Panic and hopelessness - that's what Steve was now experiencing, because such rage raged in his friend's eyes, from which Cole began to tremble all ov
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Amy reluctantly, with great effort, opened her eyes. Absolute darkness reigned in the room - it was impossible to see anything. Quiet and peaceful; only intermittent, barely audible breathing somewhere to the left of her... Breath?!Amy turned her head sharply to the left and met the unblinking gaze of yellow eyes with a red rim. Jack, the leader of the "Night Shadows", the wolf of the Western clan, lay nearby and looked directly at the girl.In a voice slightly hoarse from sleep, she asked:- How long did I sleep?"A little over two hours," Jack said in a hoarse, low voice. - When you sleep, you become even more attractive: beautiful, fragile, vulnerable, tender - it's impossible to look away.Raising himself on the bed, he moved closer to the girl, resting his hands on both sides of her body, dressed in his black silk shirt, which was slightly pulled up and showed the man's perfect hips, and hung over her.Emily silently watched the man, looking into his eyes, which for some reason
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Twenty years laterGirls, stop arguing! John said sternly, wearily rubbing his face with his hands. - Well, what the hell does it matter which dress you wear? You still look the same! And your dresses are the same.- What-o-o? the twins yelled in unison, looking sternly at their father. - What are you saying? Yes, they are completely different, don't you see?- Well, of course ... - John muttered, looking at absolutely identical dresses.- Dad, - Lily, one of the twins, approached the man, - dad, well, they are completely different. Look, you see this ribbon ... - John nodded, - it is beige, - the man frowned slightly, - but this one, - she pointed to another dress with the same ribbon along the edge of the bodice, - cream. So, daddy, they're different.- Lord, girls, do you care? - John sat down on one of the chairs in the sisters' room and stared sadly at these unfortunate dresses, because of which his little ones were cursing.“Ha, yes, little ones, how come,” he thought, looking l
Emily and The Wolves Epilogue
Eight months later.“Well, honey, I want to,” Emily puffed out her lips capriciously, pretending to whine, sitting on a soft sofa in Stephen Cole's living room.- What exactly? Jonathan asked, rubbing his temples wearily.- Fish! Salted... No, smoked... no, fried or... cured? I don't know, but I really want to!- My dear, my dear, the only one, my beloved, well, where can I get it for you now?- I don't know, go to the store! - the girl continued to whine, releasing a mean tear to heighten the effect.- Is it at three o'clock in the morning? But saffron, they are already all closed! Maybe tomorrow? John asked hopefully."I knew you didn't love me!" - Pouting like a hamster on a rump, Amy was offended and defiantly turned away from the man.- I love it, I love it...- What's going on here? a sleepy Steve asked as he stepped out of his bedroom, rubbing his eye with one hand and scratching his stomach with the other. - Why don't you sleep? Night in the yard, and they sit and sharpen thei
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At my last words, he grimaced as if he had sniffed a cork from vinegar: a nasty and pungent smell, by the way.- You are not my bride, but just another slave, like many in the palace, and the hair that betrays your new status is ... - he thought for a while. - Well, this is not a problem, now I will correct this misunderstanding.And I didn’t have time to blurt out something, as it was ... this scarecrow is underdeveloped, waved its arms a couple of times, and ... (kapets, damn it !!) my multi-colored hair fell off at my feet, like autumn leaves that the wind mercilessly shook off the branches of trees . And I ... I stand and blink my eyes in amazement, contemplating my hair, lying in a small pile at my feet.Cautiously, afraid to make a sudden movement, I reached out with my hand to my head to ... to make a terrible scream. I've lost my hair! At all! I'm bald!- Oh, you, - I ran into Oher, who, apparently, was taken aback by such a transformation, - an underdeveloped chimpanzee (I hi
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- Who-who? - I did not understand, staring dumbfounded at Tanu.To be honest, it was very difficult for me now to realize that because of my act such a terrible incident could happen as the actual complete destruction of the Reception Hall of the eskh."Zarda, Irina," the varla began to explain. - These are worm-like creatures that live in the western part of the Dark World, which spit paralyzing poison in order to immobilize their victim, and then, while he is still alive, devour him. Vile, I tell you, creatures. So, our unshakable Keira is the most natural zard! Ooh, I can't stand her.Then, giggling again, she said:- Oh, how Oher got her in line this morning! It was a pleasure to watch. (I listened with genuine interest to Tanu without interrupting her) He said that if she caught his eye in the next ten days, he would sell her in the slave market to the Arahsshar Demons, with whom Dakhar had some kind of agreement. I can’t say for sure, but it seems that they have a non-aggression
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Reality slowly tried to break through the gray veil that bound my mind. The eyes are closed, the heart beats evenly, the breathing is quiet and calm... the bed is soft... So, stop! What the hell is a bed? Am I alive?She immediately opened her eyes to close them immediately from the bright light that struck with such force that it hurt. Where did such a bright light come from in my room? Little by little, I began to open my eyes, so that they would at least get used to the bright light.Yes, I actually was in my room, but as it turned out, there was practically no light in it, for example, a dim flickering of a magical light of light blue color right under the ceiling. Then it is not clear why it seemed to me that the room was illuminated with an incredibly bright, blinding light, from which it became so painful? Dont clear.She tried to sit up on the bed, but her body refused to obey: her arms and legs, as if chained to the bed by invisible threads, did not want to move; his throat w
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Without saying a word, I took the mug from the table, but before I had time to take a couple of sips, the one I hated so much, Dakhar, entered the room. Varla immediately disappeared, leaving Oher and me alone."Get up," he commanded forcefully.But I did not budge, continuing to sit on the floor with a mug of tea in my hands. Oher frowned, and I felt how the body, against my will, begins to obey the order of this man, rising up. "Acts again," I thought angrily, noting that the mug, hands that did not obey me, had been placed on the table.Dakhar crossed the room in a couple of steps and came close to me:- I'm starting to get the feeling that you like it when I influence you through the artifact.He swept my figure with a look filled with predatory fire, looked into the neckline of the dress and ran his hand over the bare part of my chest, thereby causing me a nervous tremor and disgust. Walking around me and standing behind me, he bent to my ear and asked in a penetrating whisper:“
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- How do you know?- Yesterday, after Dakhar visited you, I decided to have a serious talk with him and find out what happened. So, Irina, he told me about what happened after all. Entertaining, I tell you, we had a conversation.I silently looked at this woman, trying to understand what she wants to convey to me, meanwhile Daara continued:- Your father, as I understood his son, did not fulfill the contract that he concluded with Dakhar. What their agreement was, he did not tell me, alas, as I did not try to find out from him. So, by violating it, your father thereby aroused the wrath of his Oher, and my son decided to punish the Prince, - I looked at Daara in bewilderment, and she immediately explained: - Irina, your father is the Prince of the Snow Demon clan of the Virse'Diar Empire , which is one of the strongest clans in our world. Your mother is the daughter and, accordingly, the heiress of the Water Demon Prince in the Sii'ess'Sar Empire, which is located in the southern part
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Dakhar got up from my bed and went to the exit, but at the very door he turned around and said:- Tonight you can sleep peacefully, but tomorrow, Irina, you will find yourself in MY bed, from which I am unlikely to let you out soon.And, glancing at me with his eyes full of pleasant anticipation, he left the room."That's it, Irina, now you seem to be stuck in the most do not play around!" I thought, clutching the pillow tighter in my hands, causing it to crack at the seams.I sat staring at one point, not wanting to realize that I might soon have to become a bed warmer for Dakhar. But I dont want! Don't want! Moreover, I have never had a man! And my first, most intimate time was to happen with a person whom I would love, but not with Dakhar, but not with him!I felt a chill creep through me, my fingers and toes froze, but my palms, for some reason sweating, became wet.I felt how fear took possession of my heart, slowly but surely shackling it into an ice crust, which made it even mo
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“Master,” a middle-aged man with fire-red hair and dark brown eyes turned to Victor.Victor was sitting in his office in the leather chair of the director of the "Aikhire" company, looking straight ahead and not reacting at all to extraneous sounds."Mr. Victairion," he turned to the man again."I'm listening to you, Gaiho," Vic said wearily, looking up at his assistant.“Sir, as you ordered, I gathered everyone who still had a bit of magic left in them. Now they, all forty demons of the Dark World, are waiting for you in a large meeting room.- Okay, I'll be right there.Victor sighed wearily and rose from his chair, walking around the T-table he usually worked at, but not today, not now. All his thoughts were occupied by Elena - the one that has always been his second half of the soul, the love of his entire centuries-old life.But their love was always forbidden, because Vic and Elena were too different. Too much. After all, he is the Prince of the Snow Demon, the ruler of the Nort
