How unlucky for you to contact me, - put an end to our dispute and turned to the window, offended. All our conversations come down to one thing - they come to a standstill.When we stopped at a roadside diner, I called David and Michael. They seem to have stopped a little early. We bought ourselves a burger and hot coffee. More specifically, I bought it. Reed did not give me the opportunity to pay myself, and ignored the money extended. Yes please. And almost simultaneously went to a high table without chairs. At least stretch your legs. “Sonya has already taken the bus to Laramie,” I told Reed as I scanned the messages. Yesterday she sent only one short message "at home", and today at ten o'clock her hungover selfie. If only she knew what a hungover morning I had! "She liked me," Reid said confidently. Suddenly.- I have no doubt - although I was taken aback by his words, but I did not take my eyes off the phone. I know it pisses people off, but now, I admit, I deliberately pissed
I was not the first to start this conversation, that the beast saw a couple in me. A beast, not a man - we almost went over to screaming. From overflowing emotions and because of the noise of the wind.- So it doesn't bother you? So, if I started courting you from the beginning, as a person, would you be satisfied? But it's not my fault you've been away from the pack for four years. I didn't need anything from you. Especially from you, given the reason I left the pack.- Oooh, back to childhood insults, - Reed rolled his eyes, - We were children, Lark.- It's good for you to say this - we were children. You had a good childhood, didn't you? I don't have much. And it’s certainly not for you and your friends to tell me to forget old grievances, - I almost pointed my index finger at him in anger, - Only recently I thought that you were repenting. But I was mistaken - I went around Reed and went back to the shore.“I apologize for acting like a freak then. And for not stopping others. Bu
After paying, I locked myself in the toilet. What happened with me? Have we changed places? Now I'm always looking for his attention, and he ignores me? I washed my face with cold water to bring myself to my senses. Still slapped in the face, so that she would not suffer from stupidity.Coffee was waiting for me next to the car. But Michael held it on a stand. He put the burden on the roof of the car while he pushed David. My gaze automatically began to search for Reed - he was standing at the entrance of the store, drinking coffee and watching the passengers of the tour bus. Those were noisily unloaded outside.- Yours - I looked around - Michael handed me a glass."Thank you," I smiled languidly and looked at David. He looked sleepy, still hooded up to his eyes, and sipped his hot drink.- There is a hunt, - the dormouse gave a voice.- I already ate a hot dog - this is Michael. When did you have time?- Lark? - David crawled out of the car, buttoned his jacket tightly and waited fo
We undressed at the entrance and went to a table at the back of the room. It was against the wall, so we were closed on three sides, and a trellised rack for bottles of wine separated us from the other table opposite us. Decorative, I think.The prices here were above average, but since I share a room with strangers, I can afford to eat at least decently. Things were still tense between Reed and me, but he sat down next to me, ahead of David. He noticed this and, chuckling, landed opposite.The order was brought to us quickly, apparently, there were few visitors. In our half of the bar, voices were heard only at two tables. We made plans for the next day, trying to figure out how to get more sightseeing in Chicago - at our next stop. Suddenly Reed tensed up next to me. I squinted in his direction, he looked tensely into the farthest half of the hall from us. I looked closely - there were no people visible behind the backs of the sofas, and it was too dark to see anything.- What are y
"That's it," Trent drawled. He looked at me for a bit, and then his interest disappeared just as quickly. Slowly, as if at a tea ceremony, he took a sip of his coffee, gesturing with his hand for Reid to follow suit. But Reed ignored this gesture as well. - And for how long did you leave the reservation?"How will it work," Reid replied colorlessly.- How did Morgan and your mother let you go for such an indefinite period?“They support my thirst for learning,” Reed seemed to be tired of pretending to be indifferent, and the ironic notes in his words did not escape the former alpha. All ostentatious cordiality fled from his face for a second, but he quickly controlled himself, and the mask returned to its place.- Great, I left my son in safe hands.- Lana's friends are waiting for her outside. And, of course, they are worried that she has been gone for so long.Trent didn't even look in my direction. He silently examined his son for several seconds, as if considering whether to let u
"What else did they say," he asked meanwhile.- Yes, nothing special, - I squandered the conversation in my memory, - You were discussed. They said that you are alpha and would bend them.- Correctly think, - he grinned.After sending the message, he looked at me. Thoughtfully, still sorting through the options, he just caught my eye. And maybe he wanted to find the answer.- I have to go back.- Okay, let's go. The guys will soon turn to the police, - I rushed from side to side, not knowing which way to go back."Home to Lovell," he said.-What? I turned to him.- I can't contact them.- You'll be in touch tomorrow.- You saw them. My help is still needed. I don't trust Trent.I took a deep breath. I didn't trust either.- Do you think they will attack the flock? I asked doubtfully.- Hardly, not the ratio - he ran over his face, and then through his hair, arguing - They are renegades. We have heard of these. For one reason or another, they have been expelled from their packs, they f
“You're right, maybe I'm useless,” my eyes stinged dangerously, but I managed to control myself, “but I want to be close to my aunt if something threatens her. Instead of waiting in another state for news from a place where even the phone does not catch. And I can fly without you."I've decided, then," he murmured.- Yes.- Great, - he walked past me and sat down on a bench in the waiting room. I hung around for a bit, and then asked:- Did you buy a ticket to Casper with a transfer in Denver?“You can fly without me,” Reid quipped.I gritted my teeth in anger, but I didn't want to back down. It is unlikely that he did not have time to react, rather he was taken aback when I abruptly grabbed his hand with a ticket and looked at the flight number. Releasing my wrist just as quickly, without looking at Reed, I turned around and hurried for the ticket. How did I not stumble, feeling such a gaze on me. My guess turned out to be correct, Reid bought a ticket to Casper. The queue moved slo
I woke up very abruptly with the click of a belt fastened on me."We land in Denver," Reed explained. Still under the impression of the dream, I opened my mouth to tell Reed about it, but hesitated.- What? But it was as embarrassing to talk about as it was to watch."Nothing," I shook my head.- You, it seems, didn’t even move in your sleep, where did it come from ... - Reed gently touched my hair at the top of my head.Oooh, I can imagine without a mirror, what surprised him so much - after sleeping, my hair always looked like someone had been diligently bouffanting me all this time. I quickly tucked them into a bun and, avoiding Reed's gaze, laughed it off.- They live their own lives, even if I sleep standing up, they would still look like this.- Nice, - I looked at him in surprise. Is he bullying? Or a skewed idea of cute? It is difficult to say, only a slight smile replaced his impenetrable mask for a split second. Landing seemed to me even more terrible than takeoff. A te
They did not accompany me beyond the threshold of the house. I went out alone through the back door, wearing only a long poncho. I stepped on the cold ground with my bare feet and looked up at the sky. The moon has claimed its rights. Bright and round. Reed picked a great time to start the race. Oddly enough, the wolf in me was calm. Either the rut didn't work on her, or I drank too much wine. Throwing off my only robe in the shed and placing my mother's bracelet next to me, I took a deep breath and said softly before turning around: “Just not this year. And then she gave herself up to the she-wolf. I felt the thirst and desires of others. They seemed to be on fire, but their heat did not touch me. I was drawn to the forest, and I was calm. She circled the closest of her flock and rushed deep into the depths. I, as if stepped on the threshold of my native home, confident and peaceful. But there was something else. Something was waiting for me up there. Beckoning, but not demandin
— Kira! Kira, wake up!Martha's voice and an unpleasant thump on my shoulder pulled me out of a dream where I wandered through the woods in search of ... something. Listened to all my feelings, but could not find. What was I looking for? I didn’t have time to understand, because they unceremoniously woke me up in my own house, where, I can swear, I fell asleep alone.“Leave me alone,” she grumbled and hid from the intruder under a pillow.But she did not lag behind, moreover, she climbed on top of me and shook me well.No, no, you can't sleep now. I have such news!“Get off me, you annoying elephant!” She turned around and pushed her off.Then Martha crawled under the covers, looked under the pillow and put her head beside her.Pfft, so childish. Let me sleep. I don’t know what time it is, but I’m sure it’s God’s shit,” I muttered, barely moving my tongue, drifting off to sleep again.Reed approved. Mating season starts tomorrow.My eyes flew open. And it is unlikely that they had the
"No, I didn't," I grew more and more gloomy.And then, when Roca's mom treated us all to baked mutton pies in the courtyard of his house. The four of us sat at a round table - Me, Martha, Rock and Alex. Alex and I fought over the crunchiest pies, and Martha kept dreaming.“Just imagine, this year we might have a new member of the pack join us.- In terms of? Rock asked in surprise, barely chewing a huge piece of pie, which he hastily stuffed into his mouth, saving him from two gluttonous alphas.“Someone can find their mate from another pack."That's unlikely," Rock waved his hand.Why not? For example, you can get so far away from our territory by smelling your mate. So is she,” Martha smiled.“No, definitely not me.Of course not you. You're looking forward to your Beast choosing Molly, aren't you, Rock?“Maybe it will be me. Just like my Uncle Trent.I suddenly spoke up. I don't know why she said it. Yes, and remembered the father of Reed. But the expression on Alex's face explaine
I was waiting for the trial, threats. Grandma was gone, so I took her place in the rocking chair from where she usually watched the meetings, in the shade of her house. She swayed rhythmically and watched the others gather around the oak table. And she scrolled everything so that I would tell the pack if I were the leader. Probably, anger still spoke in me, but I would demand blood. I found Alex with my eyes, he also did not join the others at the table, he froze in the distance, leaning on the carved posts in the fence of my old house. And my eyes were ignored. Therefore, Ba liked to repeat - my character is not suitable for a leader. Too impulsive. Too easily emotions take over the mind. Reed appeared on the porch of the office, looked around the pack, and stopped at Lark and his son, who were sitting at the table. They took everyone, even the children. Lark looked worried, stroking her son's head, twiddling her fingers through the curls, but as soon as she caught her husband's ga
Surprisingly, the news about the new gene in the pack was perceived calmer than the close attention to us from the people from the hotel and the ban on solo outings. Let the lesser danger, but it is closer, and that makes it more frightening.I had to go to Reid, give him reports, but I continued to sit on the porch at Martha's house. We didn’t even really talk, we just worried together. There were so many things I wanted to discuss with her, but for some reason, what Ba told me, she could not pronounce. The tongue could not put together the necessary words, and in my thoughts, as if there was a taboo.“You know, I thought… If our blood can heal many people, then that’s good. We will save so many lives. They can come up with cures. Or they will develop something based on our gene, - Martha propped up her cheek with her hand and turned so that she could see me.“You will think differently when you lie on the operating table, and your blood will be pumped to the last drop. To heal a few
Dinner did take place that evening, thanks in part to Sarah's food. But much later, so Morgan pecked at the table.Although with the same success it was possible to bring that burnt meat pie to the table - no one had an appetite. Lark took Morgan to sleep in Rod's empty room, Ba moved to a chair closer to the fire in the fireplace. The others sat at the table and talked quietly, as if speaking a little louder would bring the disturbing thoughts to life.“How serious is it, Rod said?” Reed asked.- News, as always, and do not reflect half. There are several laboratories, and there are far from such peaceful purposes as they show us. And not in such peaceful ways,” said grandfather.He became even gloomier after they returned with their grandmother. And I was sure that my uncle did not tell even half, so as not to disturb the old people.He said he had suspicions. But then people failed to get on the trail of the werewolves, - Reed remained calm. - And now?He's not sure anymore. But he
“Mr. Wilson, five years ago, when I was fourteen, we found out that I do not understand half hints. Be direct about what you're getting at.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the old man wince. If the alpha points directly, even without the intent of an order, it is difficult to cross this barrier. I knew that the old man would never admit it, and therefore would not complain to his brother.“I didn't want to remind you. But my heart always remembers and regrets your loss: you lost your father, then your mother and maternal uncle ... If you think about it, then your brother and his wife are behind all these events.“If you think about it, my Uncle Trent is behind all this,” I said through gritted teeth. Every family has its own black sheep.Are you still wearing it? He suddenly changed the subject.My gaze dropped to my hand. I myself did not notice how unconsciously I began to twist the strap on my arm. Mr. Wilson knew it well, having seen me put it on. And he knew the reason.I lowe
And at my eighteen. Right after the birthday, when we were alone.Nothing has changed. We were pulled and thrown back. And the gap between us grew.And at the next meeting, we put on hopelessly cheerful smiles and did not discuss anything. As if it wasn't.But this look. Every time this look. I tried to understand him, but I couldn't.- Grandma, go. I'll be back in a minute,” I told Grandma, never taking my eyes off Alex. Her fingers reached for the bracelet on her arm, seeking reassurance.Well, Alex Wilson, I know the rules of the game very well. I smiled, nodded in the direction the stranger had gone, and rolled my eyes. Alex nodded in understanding.I waved my hand and turned away. There was no point in discussing anything. Not when I was so afraid of losing my best friend.Not when we both knew full well that two alphas couldn't be together. In this duel, only one will survive. It doesn't matter what stupid human hearts felt.***In the evening, Reed gathered us around an oak tab
Toward morning, I found myself naked in the forest. The she-wolf left, left me, as if punishing me. This was not her first meanness, and in this case, I kept caches of clothes and shoes all over the forest. In the nearest one, I found a long shirt and sneakers that were almost trashed. Too many hiding places, too few unnecessary clothes.But such a walk through the gloomy forest, when the sun was just preparing to assert its rights, on the grass wet with dew, cleared my head. I, like a ghost, went through the fog to the community houses. Tourists should see me! My feet were covered in mud and grass, my head was a complete mess. Maybe not a ghost? Maybe a bride from the grave? Thinking like that, a smile appeared on my face, and I smoothed out the fabric of my white shirt, which reached down to my knees.I went into the house through the back door, threw off my dirty sneakers, made a note in my head that I needed to return things to the hiding place in case of new wolf kicks, and went