"Many years ago, back in the days when humanity still did not think about making itself known with the imposing modernity of this century, not ignoring its achievements and its advances to our bad luck, the story of the moon wolves emerged among the packs, one which far surpasses fantasy stories and that for a long time the truth was tried to reproduce without much success. " Dominieck began to narrate all that while she took her gaze away from me and left her lost in the distance more and more focused as if she were looking with a demand to remember. "At that time the world for wolves was much more complicated than now, since, if it could be said that unlike those times we now have a place in such a happy creation, so to speak, that does not take away the fact that we have to live with restrictions because first of all we must respect the mind and fear and its very existence in the world, speaking of humans, of course, to maintain balance, although we are allowed to be in turns
Dominieck continued to be punctual in each of his words, emphasizing those which he thought prudent, implying above all that this was part of an absolute truth. "The soldiers with their weapons in hand looked in the direction of the trees hoping to observe some movement that would serve as a starting point to be able to shoot after having loaded them again, without imagining that karma would come to them in another way and a particular one. " ... While those were distracted waiting for an event that would not happen, no one noticed how heavy the air and the environment became; out of nowhere and little by little the breeze began to whip, first the wind felt quite light so it could merely be associated with a mere refreshing breeze and suddenly, due to the ignorance of the soldiers, it began to increase with intensity, trapping them before they could get to do something. ... That one, to the surprise of everyone, formed a kind of tornado which made the soldiers stay piled righ
Seeing the anger in me, Lyall raised his hands in the air in the direction of the front in denial while repeating "no, not at all. " That man said that while a small smile settled in the corner of his mouth, an expression that he maintained all that time and until eventually he indicated again "I leave that to Dominieck, he is an expert taster of blows that in a few words have marked your name or even Martin's. Dominieck, listening to him, was sorry, apparently those words had caused him discomfort, but he did not want to let her notice, more nevertheless almost continuously indicated. "Lyall stop bothering her, I don't know that you're going to end up condemning me to death and that's why I might not exactly receive hugs, kisses and chocolates," Dominieck reproved again with some obvious embarrassment. After that promulgating that between the two there arose a jocular moment for which I was evidently responsible, first of all such men seemed to laugh satisfied with each
"Something that will surely surprise you. " Dominieck began to pull me insistently, apparently it was nothing of absolute danger, but nevertheless I had my reservations "surely there is nothing to fear. " "Not at all, trust me. " Keeping myself immersed in the suspicion that all this causes, for a moment I refused his request a few more times because I was afraid of seeing something that was not to my fair liking there, but Dominieck insisted and insisted as he always did, until in the end I managed to convince myself and I had no choice but to accept. He took my hands as if I were some little child who is just beginning to take his first steps and still does not have enough confidence to be able to take them for fair independence, while he kept his back guiding me into that place, a place in which not very well received me with an unexpected company. "What! "i replied not very well I saw what all that secret was about, since on the desk next to the bed rested the mo
Hello my little children; my beloved son Dominieck and my beloved girl Emma who gave me the title of grandfather. So many years have passed since the last time my beloved and I saw them, that when I remember it it is difficult for me not to write these lines without having first shed a few tears as a result of the pain that memories cause me when they lash out against me, torturing me without any mercy. Such thoughts make this even more difficult, which in itself already is, so much so that it even forces me to question whether what my beloved Aerdmond and I did was the right thing and I am talking about having left them practically to their fate at the time, because I feel that without a doubt we could have fought even harder and freed them from much of this cruel torment, although that undoubtedly would have condemned us even faster to death. So, the truth is I am aware that, if this letter has reached your hands it means that we are no longer, Aerdmond and I have perished be
Surprises and more surprises are added to this chaotic story, which should not be worth the surprise redundancy for us because it is what has shone the most since we both met, so now with the appearance of this letter new problems are added that, although I do not want to accept it, it is evident that they will make the past come back to light to want to destroy the present. At the end of everything, reading the last words that were part of that delicate letter made a huge commotion form in our thoughts, it was first of all how that made me feel and it was logical to understand or even think that for whoever was next to me would undoubtedly feel much worse. Almost immediately when I took my eyes away from those pieces of paper I guided my eyes to where Dominieck was since I wanted to see his face because I needed to discover in him, that so much of what was written had affected him, because knowing about his father already dead through these lines I estimate was not the most ac
My life is a complete mess capable of driving even the sanest person crazy. I have no family, no homeland, much less a herd with which to live because everything was once taken away from me. I am a simple lonely woman, who travels from city to city creating stories with which I try to remember my existence. Hello I introduce myself, my name is Kreiger better known as Emma Robinson by humans and I am a product of the abominable relationship between my father an alpha, and my mother a human named Monit who died after bringing me to this cruel world. My childhood was quite brutal because the other members of the pack treated me like a pinball which I simply obeyed, I had no dignity, no right to speak and above all, I lacked my own identity, more of a doll without will simulate. I came to think that my tragic life would come to an end on the night of the twenty-seventh of January of two thousand and six when I was barely eight years old. Everything took
About two weeks ago I arrived in Belcier after traveling around the world for some years, time after grandparents Linsey and Eliot disappeared without leaving any clear reason, guided mostly by my recklessness. I came to Belcier a Friday in full beginning of the month of may, around two in the afternoon, I came alone because they knew no one and even worse they don't know anything so I had to learn how to use the sense of the orientation as a wolf I have but that usually doesn't do much in my quality of omega. The city in my full arrival was extremely hectic after the weekend being in its full start so all the establishments around were kept crowded. Everywhere you looked the accumulation of people was impressive, hotels, squares, parks, shopping centers, bars and restaurants, all completely full to their maximum capacity were maintained, fuss that worsened after the night arrived, so the truth I was very lucky to get a place to stay. The last permanent available
Surprises and more surprises are added to this chaotic story, which should not be worth the surprise redundancy for us because it is what has shone the most since we both met, so now with the appearance of this letter new problems are added that, although I do not want to accept it, it is evident that they will make the past come back to light to want to destroy the present. At the end of everything, reading the last words that were part of that delicate letter made a huge commotion form in our thoughts, it was first of all how that made me feel and it was logical to understand or even think that for whoever was next to me would undoubtedly feel much worse. Almost immediately when I took my eyes away from those pieces of paper I guided my eyes to where Dominieck was since I wanted to see his face because I needed to discover in him, that so much of what was written had affected him, because knowing about his father already dead through these lines I estimate was not the most ac
Hello my little children; my beloved son Dominieck and my beloved girl Emma who gave me the title of grandfather. So many years have passed since the last time my beloved and I saw them, that when I remember it it is difficult for me not to write these lines without having first shed a few tears as a result of the pain that memories cause me when they lash out against me, torturing me without any mercy. Such thoughts make this even more difficult, which in itself already is, so much so that it even forces me to question whether what my beloved Aerdmond and I did was the right thing and I am talking about having left them practically to their fate at the time, because I feel that without a doubt we could have fought even harder and freed them from much of this cruel torment, although that undoubtedly would have condemned us even faster to death. So, the truth is I am aware that, if this letter has reached your hands it means that we are no longer, Aerdmond and I have perished be
"Something that will surely surprise you. " Dominieck began to pull me insistently, apparently it was nothing of absolute danger, but nevertheless I had my reservations "surely there is nothing to fear. " "Not at all, trust me. " Keeping myself immersed in the suspicion that all this causes, for a moment I refused his request a few more times because I was afraid of seeing something that was not to my fair liking there, but Dominieck insisted and insisted as he always did, until in the end I managed to convince myself and I had no choice but to accept. He took my hands as if I were some little child who is just beginning to take his first steps and still does not have enough confidence to be able to take them for fair independence, while he kept his back guiding me into that place, a place in which not very well received me with an unexpected company. "What! "i replied not very well I saw what all that secret was about, since on the desk next to the bed rested the mo
Seeing the anger in me, Lyall raised his hands in the air in the direction of the front in denial while repeating "no, not at all. " That man said that while a small smile settled in the corner of his mouth, an expression that he maintained all that time and until eventually he indicated again "I leave that to Dominieck, he is an expert taster of blows that in a few words have marked your name or even Martin's. Dominieck, listening to him, was sorry, apparently those words had caused him discomfort, but he did not want to let her notice, more nevertheless almost continuously indicated. "Lyall stop bothering her, I don't know that you're going to end up condemning me to death and that's why I might not exactly receive hugs, kisses and chocolates," Dominieck reproved again with some obvious embarrassment. After that promulgating that between the two there arose a jocular moment for which I was evidently responsible, first of all such men seemed to laugh satisfied with each
Dominieck continued to be punctual in each of his words, emphasizing those which he thought prudent, implying above all that this was part of an absolute truth. "The soldiers with their weapons in hand looked in the direction of the trees hoping to observe some movement that would serve as a starting point to be able to shoot after having loaded them again, without imagining that karma would come to them in another way and a particular one. " ... While those were distracted waiting for an event that would not happen, no one noticed how heavy the air and the environment became; out of nowhere and little by little the breeze began to whip, first the wind felt quite light so it could merely be associated with a mere refreshing breeze and suddenly, due to the ignorance of the soldiers, it began to increase with intensity, trapping them before they could get to do something. ... That one, to the surprise of everyone, formed a kind of tornado which made the soldiers stay piled righ
"Many years ago, back in the days when humanity still did not think about making itself known with the imposing modernity of this century, not ignoring its achievements and its advances to our bad luck, the story of the moon wolves emerged among the packs, one which far surpasses fantasy stories and that for a long time the truth was tried to reproduce without much success. " Dominieck began to narrate all that while she took her gaze away from me and left her lost in the distance more and more focused as if she were looking with a demand to remember. "At that time the world for wolves was much more complicated than now, since, if it could be said that unlike those times we now have a place in such a happy creation, so to speak, that does not take away the fact that we have to live with restrictions because first of all we must respect the mind and fear and its very existence in the world, speaking of humans, of course, to maintain balance, although we are allowed to be in turns
The aroma that Dominieck emanated for that moment was extremely pleasant and intoxicating thing that I think his wolf part had something to do, because our second faces always have an answer to give that will not always be according to our requirements and that includes that our skin also comes to perceive a somewhat different aroma, when something does not convince them or when they simply want to take the opposite in some cases not in all. Therefore, it was only enough for me to perceive such a fragrance so that in the end I ended up immersed in a warm sea of thoughts and emotions that, although I could have fought against his vile daring in the end I did not, because in the way we ended up together it was impossible for me to exercise any movement that would lead us to that kiss to come to an end, since somehow he had managed to overcome my fighting spirit, the worst of all was that without a doubt I had to admit that I had liked to be bowed down under his firm command . Th
With that bouquet in his hands, Dominieck, with his head down, took a few steps and approached the shore of the lake in complete silence, once before those waters, squatting, he deposited on such a sublime body such flowers, while for a moment watching as those were moving away, fixed I contemplate them. For my part, I was trying to keep my composure above all, so while he was carrying out such acts, I was withdrawn for a few steps, somewhat close to the bush from which Dominieck took the bouquet, with my arms crossed at the level of my chest completely containing every feature of emotion. "Did you ever watch the sunrise from here with my parents or maybe alone" I question that one with some serenity as he turned his back on me completely. "Not that I remember. " "Well, well, this will undoubtedly be something memorable, I hope that first of all it will be a secret that like me you can treasure. " For a moment that one directed his gaze to me while leaving a warm smile co
A while ago, Dominieck and I found ourselves awake because since the early hours of the morning we had started walking looking to go around the lake and head that way to the other horilla from where we could get to observe the cabin in the distance, after having had a morning start, well... quite different. It was about half past five in the morning when everything started, as expected I was asleep on that peaceful bed, until the unusual presence of someone climbing to my left side at that time woke me up, after such an individual abruptly move that bed. Dominieck had thrown himself aside on that surface after being tired of me ignoring him all that night, so in an act of rebellion he refused to obey my request without pity or shame and placed himself on it as if he were absolutely owner and lord of everything. As expected, since I had already warned him, I tried to get him out of bed in every way I could think of, but he didn't even flinch at all, so by that time our discu