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- I understand you, John, I really understand ... - Jack began, but Black immediately interrupted him:- What can you understand? Have you ever been charged with such responsibility as the life of a person dear to you and the legacy of wolves? Have you been dubbed by your own brethren the prince of the blood? Do they have high hopes for you, predicting to become the king of the Northern clan, when the current ruler retires, transferring power to his heir? - the man's voice vibrated with barely restrained anger, his eyes began to glow, and long and very sharp claws grew sharply on his hands, saying that Black could break loose at any moment.- No, but..."Then don't say you understand me, Jack!" All conversation is over. I don't want to talk about this topic anymore. Better let's decide what we're going to do tomorrow, because I'm not stupid enough to go to a meeting with the Head of the Coven without any support and cover. I think he will set a trap for me, but I do not want to be pre
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- Do you think I came alone? No, no, - John drawled, hiding a satisfied smile, - you are mistaken.And turning his head towards the forest, he loudly called:- Jack, come here!And as if from the Darkness itself, which envelops the whole space, a wolf came out with bright red eyes, which spoke of his status - the leader of the pack! The wolf moved deliberately slowly, as if adjusting his every step, listening to the sounds, catching every rustle and even the breath of everyone here. Each step was made smoothly and with such grandeur that the graces of the Wolf could only be envied, and the wool ... Yes, in the light of the rising moon, it looked simply amazing! Black, shiny, like silk under the light of silver, long and thick - you wanted to touch this against your will and feel its softness or vice versa - hardness. But I wanted to touch, and this is a fact!Everyone tirelessly watched the approach of this Beast and did not pay attention at all to the fact that after him they also le
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The blades in the Hunter's hands flickered with incredible speed, and the man himself moved swiftly.The wolf, with a guttural growl, bared his teeth, showing his bloody fangs and carefully watching the enemy. Stepping back a little, Jer tried not to expose his wounded side, from which blood flowed without ceasing. All Jer's movements began to slow down, because the Hunter's silver weapon is poison for the Wolf. A poison that kills slowly and painfully.The one who was now spinning his blades strove to finish off the Wolf, and the other, being careful not to run into fangs, like their comrade, who was now lying on the ground, soaking it with his own blood, crept up to Jer to deliver a fatal blow from the back. They rushed at Jeremy at the same time. If he was still able to dodge one, then the second one ... The dagger almost to the very hilt entered the other side of the Beast!With a long half-groan-half-groan, the Wolf collapsed to the ground, and the Hunter, who had thrust his dagg
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- Wow-ah-ah-arrrrr!!! Cyrus roared and lunged at John.Emily, turning into a She-Wolf, rushed like a nimble fox, flitting between opponents, knocking one or the other down, or sharply attacking from behind, thereby disorienting the enemy and giving her brothers a chance to deal with the Hunters. Yes, she did not stand aside, did not huddle against trees or bushes; she, just like everyone else, attacked her enemy, the one who dared to harm her and her loved ones: John, and Jack, who initiated her in the most brazen way, deceiving her, and Jeremy, who supported her in difficult times. Yes, she helped everyone, but first of all, she helped herself and John!Oh Gods, who would have known how much she wanted to be free! How she longed for simple female happiness and a whole gang of little Wolf Cubs who looked like John! How do you want peace! And for this you need to destroy your enemies, which, in fact, she was doing now.A dash, a flight, a sweep, the enemy falls to his knees - the Wolf,
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- No-no! Tears welled up from her eyes and seemed unstoppable. "Please don't do this!" I do not want!A tall man stood in front of her, but it was impossible to see what he looked like, as if some kind of impenetrable and blurry veil hid him.An authoritative and rather rough voice, with some hoarseness, resounded around the room:“Your desires do not concern me at all, escha. I decided so, so you will obey!Then, looking towards one of his warriors, he ordered:-Shackle her! A little later, she will join the other eschs in my palace.- Listen, my lord! - Stretching along the string, rapped out a warrior with dark, like a raven's wing, hair. Then he turned to the girl, holding bracelets in his hands to shackle her in them. - On your knees, escha!"Don't, please, don't!" The girl trembled with sobs as she knelt down. - Do not do that!As soon as she lowered herself, bracelets were put on her hands, shackling her wrists, and a collar made of metal unknown to the girl was closed around h
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He took my hand, leaned over and kissed it. Horrible! Give me an antiseptic to treat my limb, affected by his saliva! And it also stank so strongly afterwards that not a single perfume was able to kill this terrible smell! To say that I am squeamish is to say nothing!And for the sake of this boar dinner was started? Yes, if I knew what awaits me, without a conversation I would have agreed to Svetkin's proposal to go to a party with Vadim. But instead, I now have to contemplate this scarecrow for several hours! I feel like I'm in my own personal hell!“Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself: Sifushin Oleg Ignatievich, future partner and, I hope, son-in-law of your father,” this creature on fat legs squeaked.I stared at my father in complete disbelief.— Son-in-law? What the hell, son-in-law? I hissed, eyes flashing angrily.“Irina, I wanted to tell you later, but since it happened, I’ll tell you now. Oleg will become your husband.-What?! We exclaimed with one voice.I recoiled from my
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I stepped into this dark matter of the portal created by the Overlord with my eyes closed, so I shuddered when the man addressed me:“Open your eyes, escha, you must realize where you are now.I didn’t feel at all how we had moved, but I didn’t want to open my tear-stained eyes either. It was bad and painful. This monster in human form killed my mother. Mom ... my mom ... my dear, only and beloved ... Tears came out in a thin stream from the corners of my eyes and rolled down my face, breaking and falling down.Stop shedding tears, it won't help you! the man said angrily. “Open your eyes, escha, otherwise you will regret that you disobeyed my order.But I couldn't, I just couldn't do it. Fear fettered my heart, preventing not only to open my eyes, but also to breathe freely. It was creepy how he said the last phrase.“Well, you yourself wished so,” the Sovereign said in a more even and, it seems, even indifferent voice.And then I felt the collar put on me began to heat up, slightly b
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Incredibly beautiful fire!But, what is most interesting, when you begin to come closer to the place where the fire bowl hangs, the flame flares up stronger, illuminating the path, and as soon as you move away, it immediately almost completely extinguishes.“They have interesting lighting here,” I thought, surprised at such beautiful and bright flashes woven into the flames of fire.My thoughts were interrupted by this red-eyed snake, confidently striding ahead of me:“Well, well… Since you and I were left alone, without witnesses,” she began, without slowing down her pace and continuing to head in a direction known only to her, “I will clarify something for you. So, first of all, you are in the palace of Oera Dakhar. For you to understand better, let me explain. "Oer" means "Lord". Dakhar is his name. By addressing him "Oer Dakhar", you are referring to his status as "Lord of Dakhar". So, this is his castle, and I'm his anaya, which, as you already know, means "mistress." Secondly, O
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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
