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She Wolf 16
Leaving Wallia and heading for the "Red" house, he turned the girl's passport in his hands - the last final detail of the plan. He stopped, flipped through the pages, and put them in his pocket. Today, the topic she raised about the disappearance of her mother made it clear that she could not delay any longer.Warbler Onyx's mercenaries found Leah two months ago, but while the girl is on the territory of the Amber pack, they can't do anything. Should the werewolves poke their nose into our territory, they will give a reason for the confrontation of the packs. Therefore, all this time they are forced to simply watch and wait. It remains only to understand, to find out: what Onyx wants.The fact that Slavka is hunting for an artifact - I rejected this version a long time ago. Onyx is not such a fool to spend a lot of money on mercenaries and carefully cover up the traces of the search activities of the latter because of a generic artifact, especially one tied to the genome of someone el
She Wolf 17
After Maxim left, I wandered aimlessly around the house. She put the kettle on and, passing by the mirror, stopped abruptly. To be honest, my view was terrible. She pulled her uncombed hair into a ponytail, the first that came under her arm, with an elastic band.According to the law of meanness, I got to the nines stretched out, old and with fluffy threads sticking out in all directions, which should have been thrown away long ago, but somehow she escaped this fate. While collecting things and putting things in order, the hair in the tail was disheveled, and he himself moved to his side.And to top it all, I was dressed in a T-shirt, knee-length, in which it is very comfortable and not hot to sleep in the summer, with a picture on my chest - a moronic smiling hare. With a groan, she plopped down on a nearby chair, but then a boiling kettle whistled, and she had to trudge to the kitchen.Turning off the kettle, I realized that I didn’t want to be in the house at all. Go to the center?
She Wolf 18
And later, steamed out, they were again seated at the table to have tea. At some point, I, tired of events, began to “peck” with my nose and I was sent to bed. Since the house was tiny: two rooms and a kitchen, and the table was set for us in the large room, in the small room on the sofa the bed had already been prepared for Marta, but I got a cot. As soon as I lay down, my eyelids closed, and I fell into a dream.In the morning I woke up alone. The bed on the sofa was folded. Stretching, she went to look for the inhabitants. Grandmother Varvara showed up in the kitchen, wished good morning with a smile, showed where to wash.She fed me breakfast and told me that Martha had gone to a neighboring village to improve the health of the locals. Mentioning her activity with an unkind word (again, I will have to wait for answers to my questions), I volunteered to help with the housework.Marta returned after dinner and was seated at the table to eat homemade noodles in duck broth.Grandmothe
She Wolf 19
Standing on the porch, peering into the blackening forest. The wind in gusts threw prickly snowflakes at me, shivering shiveringly, shrugged her shoulders and wrapped the edges of her shawl more tightly. Marta in the morning, turning into a red she-wolf, went hunting, but has not returned yet.From the cold, the fingers squeezing the edges of the shawl became numb, and I nevertheless returned to the house. In the passage she shook off the snow, hung up her shawl, and went into the room. She walked over to the fireplace and threw a couple of logs into the dormant fire. She stirred up the fiery beehive with the poker. Sparks like fiery bees scattered across the belly of the fireplace.Sitting on a fluffy rug opposite, she looked at the fire. I liked to sit like this in the evenings, the fire seemed to burn all the negativity of my thoughts.For more than three months now I have been living here, in a stavka, a small settlement surrounded by forests. Most likely before, I would have thou
She Wolf 20
- Leah, tomorrow try to remember everything that your father told you, maybe you will remember the phrases you accidentally dropped. Anything you can remember, tell Martha. Okay? Now she will come, I threw a call.- What did you throw?He pocketed his phone and shook his head."Sometimes I forget how little you know about Kindred," he chuckled. - I, as the alpha of the pack, on a mental level can call any wolf or she-wolf of my pack.- What about me?- No, Leah, neither I can hear your wolf, - he climbed a couple of steps, so that now our faces are on the same level, - and she does not hear my wolf. Thanks to this one,” he stretched his hand to my neck and, picking up the cord, pulled out my cross-artifact, “an amusing little thing.Maxim grabbed the cross and clenched it in his fist, at that moment I was as if scorched by heat, a ringing sounded in my head, as if a bell had been struck nearby.I recoiled in surprise, clasping my head in my hands, Maxim instantly released the artifact
She Wolf 21
Maxim, squatting on his haunches, rolled up the sleeves of his turtleneck, scooped the ashes out of the fireplace into a bucket, and, throwing firewood, began to kindle a fire. And I sat and could not take my eyes off him: a gray turtleneck tightly fitted the torso. Massive chest, broad back. Here he is, straightened up and put his hands on his knees.Strongly, terribly, I wanted to go up to him, sit down and press against this back with my chest, putting my hands on his chest. It seemed another moment and I could not restrain myself - I would come up, but the obsession dissipated as soon as he spoke:- I came in about an hour ago. The house is dark and empty. I thought you were visiting one of the neighbors. No, everyone is at home, who is sitting, who is sleeping. Like a fool, he walked around, saying that I personally want to congratulate everyone. Maxim fanned the flame, got up and pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket. He wiped his hands, looked at me. - To be honest, they look
She Wolf 22
As soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, my eyes immediately fell on white boxes tied with a blue silk ribbon. Pulling them out to the middle of the room, she chose the largest one, pulled the ribbon with trepidation, removed the lid, and there! ... I stood motionless and looked inside, then carefully pulled out and unfolded - a fur coat! Frozen, she held her outstretched arms, examining her from all sides. I recognized the fur right away - a polar fox.I could not even dream of such a thing, and I did not even think about it. And now she pressed this light gray, fluffy beauty to herself. Carefully spreading the fur coat on the sofa, she opened the second box, from which she took out white boots with flat soles trimmed with fox fur of the same shade as the fur coat. Biting her lip, she placed her boots next to the sofa and opened the last little box, which contained white gloves with gray accents. And then emotions overflowed - I fell to my knees and, clutching my gloves, burst int
She Wolf 23
After talking for about an hour, she began to get ready, especially since Martha came up.It was time to go to the lake of power, which was about three hours of a good run from our camp. They decided to leave early, and of course I couldn't join them. Werewolves were gathering on the lake, who were currently in a pack, and according to Maxim's idea, I am generally now somewhere in South America.But I didn’t get upset, I decided to use this time to good use - I stroked the dress, did a manicure, and at the end of everything, having bathed, applied masks to my face and hair. They were made by the magical hands of Martha, and the skin of the face will be soft and silky, and the hair will shimmer and please the eye. Despite the fact that I stubbornly drove away one corrosive thought, I still had to admit at least to myself - I tried for Maxim. For some reason, I believed that tomorrow he would definitely come.At night tired Martha and Alina returned and went to bed, but I slept so sound
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She Wolf Epilogue
Peak, peak, peak ... I heard through a dream and sharply opened my eyes. The room was illuminated by moonlight. Maxim turned off the alarm, turned to me and touched his lips intending to kiss, but I rested my palms on his chest.- Leah? He looked at me with a slight frown.- Don't, - she averted her eyes in embarrassment, but finished: - I didn't brush my teeth and I, well, you understand ... - and I didn't expect to hear laughter at all.- My girl, you never cease to amaze me, - smiling, he said to me, and leaning sharply, captured my lips, - It's time to get up, a car will come for us soon, - speaking, he got up, stretched, not at all embarrassed by his nakedness. I again stared at him, - Go to the shower, I'll wait.She briskly jumped up and ran to take water procedures, surprised: she had slept quite a bit, but there was no drowsiness and fatigue, and even her appetite woke up.While Maxim was taking a shower, I got dressed. It took him less than five minutes to get ready. We even
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Only when my palm, clasping his cock at the base, stroked it up, he closed his eyes, exhaling hoarsely, grabbed my chest, lightly stroking the nipple with his fingers, to which I exhaled raggedly. I really liked the feeling of tender, velvety skin under my fingers, a little clasping his hard nature with my palm, leading him up and hearing a quiet moan, feeling how he pushes his hips to meet my movements, while looking into his face and enjoying the emotions reflected on him. Until his hand went down.With one sharp movement, he pulled my shorts down to my knees, slightly hurting me with this movement, I already wanted to protest, as his palm lay on my pubis, stroking the top with his fingers. Thoughts fled, and I involuntarily squeezed my hand on his cock, from which he, moaning, at once smeared in a rough caress on my already wet folds, touching the focus of my pleasure.With a groan, she leaned her hips towards him. If before that I was afraid of what might happen, now fear beat in
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But I would like to tell you everything that happened. It seems to me, - I hesitated a little, but after an encouraging, supportive shrug of the palm held by Maxim, I continued more boldly: - For some reason I am sure: that you just need to tell.The priest smiled warmly.- I'm glad that I was able to earn the trust.Looking at Maxim, she gathered her courage and began to tell, once again plunging into not the most pleasant memories. Trying not to miss a single detail. As soon as I started, I was even a little confused when Maxim got up, jerked closer, lifting me up, sat in an armchair, sitting me on his knees and hugging me. Shiknuv embarrassedly at him, she heard his voice at the top of her head: “Go on,” she turned to the priest, who was sitting with a face as if nothing had happened, stammering, continued to tell. As soon as I finished, there was silence in the office, broken only by muffled sounds from outside the window.- I have to thank you, Wallia, - the priest somehow tiredl
She Wolf 53
Shuffling, it became uncomfortable from the presence of outsiders in the ward, she quietly answered:- Hello. Everything is fine. The doctor came and I think he was also pleased with the examination.“Good,” he exhaled and, straightening up, approached and greeted the men, who calmly reacted to the fact that they were made to wait. Standing next to the window, Maxim folded his arms across his chest, showing with all his appearance that if anyone even looked askance at me, he would rush to the defense. With difficulty tearing my eyes away from him and trying to breathe deeper in order to calm my heart jumping joyfully from such care, I looked at the priest.- I'm glad to see you, and if I may, I would like to start with gratitude, - she began the conversation herself. And then they sit, look silently, it is not clear how long it would last! - Ulziy, thank you very much! - specially did not begin to thank the second man.As soon as they entered the ward, a small bell rang inside me, as
She Wolf 52
Awakening caused a sore throat: like sandpaper scraped off the inner layer, even breathing was painful! I was extremely thirsty. I tried to get up, but with horror I realized that I could not even move a finger. When I opened my eyes, I didn’t even really see anything - there was a cloudy veil before my eyes. I wanted to scream, but it wasn't a wheeze that came out of my throat, it was a hiss.From the fear that I remained an invalid, I began to tremble. And as if through a thick layer of cotton wool I heard a voice, but I could not make out the words and understand who it belongs to. Someone lifted me up, and I realized that they were trying to pour something down my throat.With difficulty, but I was able to take a few small sips of some terribly bitter tincture, from which my throat was scorched by a bright flash of pain, after which my consciousness turned off. I don’t know how many times I came to my senses like this, but each time I felt a little better.In one of the awakenings
She Wolf 51
We walked slowly along the tunnel, which goes downhill. The walls, the ceiling here were covered with dense fabric, there was a carpet underfoot, so the priest carried a lantern, a large candle in which was covered with glass, as I understood these were some fire safety measures, although they seemed to me rather meager. Do not bring the Creators here to accidentally set fire to something: a fire will immediately break out! And you can’t hide anywhere: the tunnel was quite long, but without branches. Hugging my shoulders nervously, I still didn’t dare to express my concerns to him, I just walked, listening to the priest’s quiet voice:“The decoctions that I gave you are a collection of herbs that help open energy channels,” he explained, “an ointment that was rubbed in would help relax the muscles. You see, you are now, not only as an empty vessel, but also sealed.- But I somehow manifested a gift ...- Yes, apparently there is very little left, one might say at the bottom. But wheth
She Wolf 50
But then, when this crazy interview is over, I will be taken away for training and I won’t have to meet Maxim’s eyes, at least for a while. “Creator, what does he feel for me now? After all, it’s all disgusting, disgusting!” She shook herself: “Not now! Not to think! But he will have time to think about what he heard! Having somehow mastered herself, she went out and ran into Maxim.- Leah, - he tried to pull me to him, but I shook my head and pulled away.- It's all right, really. I need to finish the interview, - I went back with a decisive step, sat down on the carpet, waited until Maxim settled down next to me and there was silence. Without raising her eyes to the priest, she dropped:- Sorry, I accidentally delved, as you hope you understand, into not the brightest memories for me. Yes, you are right: I lost my virginity by force. At thirteen. It was an ordinary human man, - I dropped the words in the echoing silence of the cave, which was broken by the breathing of men, and I st
She Wolf 49
- Maxim, wait, why is there fabric everywhere?- Because the fabric absorbs sounds. At the same time, several werewolves go through the procedure of contacting the creators at once, each in their own sector, and sometimes these procedures are quite unpleasant, painful for someone, -This already alerted me and, pulling back, listened to him already with anxiety:"Are you saying it's painful or unpleasant?" Why?- Both painful and unpleasant, but working with a gift, correcting, correcting cannot pass like a holiday. Everyone decides for himself whether to go to the well or not, and only the priest can say what he can expect in this or that case. Again, only speculation. But after the interview, everyone is given time to consider whether he wants to go further or not. So do not be afraid: you will have the opportunity to refuse.Nodding, I asked more calmly:- You said something about doors.- Hmm, yes, the doors there also replace the original curtains. But before leaving you alone, t
She Wolf 48
We were taken to the airport by the same driver who had been taking us to the office and back all this time. It took an hour to go through all the pre-landing procedures, twenty minutes of waiting, and now we are already in the air, flying to the town of Yokkaichi. On the plane, she finally began to ask Maxim about his life: what he likes and what not. His passion shocked me: it turns out: he likes to do blacksmithing! And this is in our age!- And why blacksmith? And in general, how did you get addicted to him? - She looked at him in surprise.- Why? Don't know. You like to draw, don't you? - waited for my affirmative nod: - And why?- Well, - I hesitated, choosing words, - I just like it, it calms me, and then the very capture of a certain moment is a bit of magic for me. It doesn't matter what I draw: a portrait or a landscape.- I have the same. And I also like the end result of the work: it doesn't matter if it's a rose or an openwork fireplace grate, or just a horseshoe. Yes, an
