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2024-10-29 19:42:56And Jack all the time was just silent and watched this scene with genuine interest. As did Nick.
- You all go to hell! If you think I'm going to give up so easily, then you are deeply mistaken, - she hissed, like a disheveled cat.
Mike growled and took a couple of confident steps towards her. Amy kept her angry gaze on him as he drew closer and closer. The man's eyes lit up with yellow fire. When Mike growled again, the girl saw his fangs, but still did not look away. And only when he came close to her, she closed her eyes and prepared for inevitable death. A long minute passed, but nothing happened. Then Emily opened her eyes and saw that Mike was standing and smiling, and then he turned to Jack and said:
- You're right! That's her!
Nick got up from the couch and looked at his friends in bewilderment:
- Not understood. What is the meaning of "she"? He looked questioningly from one to the other. - Is there something I don't know?
"I'll explain to you later," Jack told him.
- What, now you can not? Nick insisted.
- Not. It is forbidden. Not with her. It's still too early for her to know.
Nick first looked at Jack, and then turned his gaze to Mike, clearly not understanding anything. But, apparently, something came to him, and the man exclaimed:
- Do you want to say that it is HER ?!
To which Jack just nodded in the affirmative.
- But, this is ... - Nick muttered.
- Stop, stop, stop! Are you talking about me now? Emily asked indignantly, putting her hands on her hips. Her brown eyes expressed complete incomprehension of what was happening.
- Baby, shut your mouth and do not interfere with adult uncles to communicate. Good? Mike answered her.
Amy was speechless at such impudence and now looked at him, her mouth gaping.
- That's good, - finished Mike. “Okay, now let’s deal with you, Nick. Jack and I will tell you everything when we get to our lair. Otherwise, alas, it will not work. Not with her, but you already understood the most important thing.
To which the young man only nodded and no longer intervened in the conversation, sitting down on the sofa again and obviously thinking about something.
Jack, resolutely getting up from the sofa, looked at Mike and said:
- So, and you tell the others that the search is finally over.
Mike nodded in agreement. And...began to undress right in front of Emily. The girl, who was already speechless, now stood as if struck by thunder. Mike just chuckled. He took off his T-shirt, revealing a beautifully built figure to the girl, then jeans followed the T-shirt. Seeing how the girl began to blush, Mike nevertheless took pity on her and left the hall. Emily heard the front door slam, or rather creak, then a long, hard growl followed, followed by a long howl.
The girl jumped up and covered her ears with her hands so as not to hear this sound. After a couple of minutes, everything stopped and a satisfied Mike entered.
Jack immediately asked him:
- Was it not fate to use the phone?
- Well, - the man hesitated, - just such an opportunity was presented, so I could not resist, but the flock already knows.
"Okay, to hell with you," Jack chuckled.
“Oh, if only I could run a little more,” Mike said dreamily.
“Be patient, there is just a little bit left,” the man answered him.
- You know, it's easy for you to say, Jack, you are the leader of the clan. You are the strongest in it, so you can shift and sometimes allow yourself to slow down by running somewhere far from the lair. We have to sit actually locked up, sometimes only allowing ourselves to change our form, so as not to forget what it is like to be the Beast!
- I understand, Mike. It's hard for all of us right now. But you must also understand that it is risky for us to appear now in our true form. You know that only crumbs remained of the clan after we were completely exterminated. And what about the females? They don't exist at all! Not a single true female who could give us offspring! And this, just the same, just kills!
Mike and Nick looked at each other, and then both looked at their leader.
- Yes, you're right, Jack, I'm sorry.
Jack looked at the men and said:
- We need to go back. Enough walking for today.
- And how is she? Nick asked, nodding towards Amy.
- Come with us. Now that the search is finally over, I will never let her out of my sight.
Jack looked at the girl intently, his eyes gleamed with rapacity, and he said with growling notes:
- I hope you're a bad girl. I can't wait for you to make a mistake, and then... I'll enjoy you to the fullest, Amy.
The girl had a chill on her skin, she began to tremble.
- If you want me to start possessing you, then just do something stupid: start to dare me, shout at least something, and, believe me, you will not have time to figure out how you will find yourself on both shoulder blades under me. And then, as soon as I saturate my body with yours, I will satisfy my thirst with your blood. So sweet, warm, so inviting. So please, Amy, be a bad girl.
- But if you do not want this development of events, Emily, then just obey! Listen unquestioningly! And then no one will touch you ... - Mike said, and then, quite quietly, he said: - For the time being.
- Alright enough. We move forward. In a couple of hours it's already dawn, and we still need to get to the lair, - the leader said, looking at the girl. - Well, are you ready for a new chapter of your life?
Emily didn't answer. In fact, no one expected an answer from her. Jack simply took her arm and led her out the door. Mike and Nick followed them.
When leaving the house, the girl saw her door, although it was already difficult to call it a door. From it there were only scraps of the once strong, as the locksmiths assured her, metal.
This is how much power is hidden in this huge man, in this beast, if he easily tore, yes, yes, did not break, but tore her door?! Ripped into small pieces. Amy knew that Jack was dangerous, but after what she saw, she was finally convinced of this.
The frost again passed over her delicate skin, making her heart skip a beat with fear, which again began to bind her. What awaits her? According to Jack, he wants to use it, and then...
Then death.
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There was a time outside when it was not yet morning, but it was no longer night either.Jack still held Amy's arm as he led her out of the house. The four of them - he, Amy, Mike and Nick - walked through the yard, heading for the Gelendvagen, which was parked outside the gates of her house.Black, powerful, daring - he completely suited his owner - Jack.“So,” Jack said, turning the girl to face him, “now you calmly get into the car and don’t utter a sound, otherwise you know what awaits you.”Emily just nodded in response. She did not want to talk at all, and there was no point in it: no one would listen to her anyway.The girl was put in the back seat, Mike sat next to her, Nick sat in the front passenger seat, and Jack drove. As soon as they were all inside, Jack immediately pulled away, causing Amy to scream. The men just chuckled.Gelendvagen raced through the still sleeping night city at breakneck speed. Behind the glass of the car, everything blurred, preventing the girl from
Emily and The Wolves 5
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Houses, only houses around - old, abandoned, many entwined with ivy, overgrown with moss; around the houses everything is overgrown with weeds, so much so that you simply cannot get through it.And John was drawn to one of those houses.Strange, but he had not experienced such sensations for a long time. For a long time he did not want to do something in spite of everything. In his mind, he knew perfectly well that in the house to which he was heading, there would hardly be anything worth his attention. Black is unlikely to find anything: a clue, at least some, to say nothing of the evidence!Five minutes later he was already standing at the building he needed. An old house, abandoned, dilapidated, with broken windows, rickety shutters, a leaky roof and a broken chimney. The dwelling in which people once lived, looked after this structure, was now absolutely unsuitable for life. What could have happened here that made people leave this house? And in general, all the houses in the dist
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Emily and The Wolves 8
John lay on the bed, not believing what had just happened to him. He remembered! It... It was incredible! Yes, it hurts, but this pain was worth it so that his memory finally returned to him!So many years! A little over a century! Incredibly, for more than a hundred years he did not remember his life! Now to understand more, how it happened to him?Black got out of bed and stretched his whole body, checking if there were traces of that terrible pain that he experienced not so long ago. But no, everything was just fine! And he felt just fine. The body was filled with strength and energy, I wanted to immediately do something, for example, go and thin out some wool for these wolves! You just need to pick up your blades!Yeees! Great hunting coming up soon! It is necessary to finish off the very clan that could not be exterminated last time. "Night Shadows"! The clan was strong until John wiped out most of it. There is not much. And that snooty guy is Jeremy Willow! Puppy! In vain he wro
Emily and The Wolves 9
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Present tense.Dream. Such a welcome, serene, giving rest. Emily slept in Jack's car. How long the journey from her house to the lair of these, so to speak, people, Amy did not know. But when they arrived, Mike must have woken her up.Mike - a handsome and tall blond with incredibly green eyes - was in no way inferior to Jack, his leader, in height, as well as in size.Yes, Mike is very handsome! A high forehead, beautiful, slightly almond-shaped eyes, a nose with a small hump, involuntarily eye-catching lips, clearly defined cheekbones, a strong neck, shoulders in this ashen-colored T-shirt, torso ... Oh-oh-oh, yes! This is the type of man who just wants to admire. Okay, dog!And why did Amy think it was Mike who woke her up? It's unclear, but... The girl woke up not in the car, as she expected, but...It was a room! And she was not that big, she was just huge! High ceilings: at least four meters high, with mirror reflections. Walls with dark green wallpaper and incomprehensible patt
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- Yes, if I knew! The hunter doesn't talk to the wolves, he just attacks and kills. No questions, no pity. And sometimes cruel! Very cruel. And now he's killed my brother Jeremy. And of the true wolves in our clan, I was left alone. I have no one who, after my death, would take the place of the leader. Now there is no. And I need an heir. Highly!And he looked straight at Amy.From his predatory, piercing look, she felt uneasy, and a shiver ran through her body, from which everything inside froze with fear.- Why are you looking at me like that?- As? The man smiled, showing a snow-white smile.- I don't know... Well, like this, carnivorous.“More like anticipation, my girl.- What are you trying to say? - his girlfriend asked warily, making an attempt to move away from him, but Jack did not let her do this, catching her by the wrist and pulling her closer.- I'm waiting for you to be mine!- Yours? In what sense?- I will enjoy you, every part of your perfect body, I will enthusiasti
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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
Emily and The Wolves 51
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
Emily and The Wolves 47
“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
