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WOLF MARK 63
- Fight! - a girl of seven years old was balancing on a fallen log and maintained a confident stance of a fighter. She looked over her fists at the boy, who had just stepped onto the opposite edge of the log, but he felt less confident in wanting to be there. - Hey! What are you frozen?Without waiting for his answer, she deftly ran along the log and pushed him with her shoulder from all the running start. The boy fell. The girl towered over him with a triumphant smile. She did not see his face, he turned away and breathed heavily. He didn't turn around until he calmed down. Then he simply got up, scratched his palms to peel off the leaves and litter that had stuck into the skin, and sat down on a log.The girl frowned, the victory was no longer so pleasing.Why don't you answer? Come on again.- I do not want."Then how are you going to defeat me?"- I don't want to beat you.The boy tore off a piece of bark from the tree and threw it, the shell hit the hollow of the tree opposite. T
Last Updated : 2022-11-05WOLF MARK 64
“You go to the office,” Reed pointed to the door. Caleb, ignore her. And thanks!I looked back, I really wanted to run away and mind my own business. But you can't go against the leader. Especially me. At least in the open.The office was cool and dark. Reed turned on the kettle and opened the blinds. Daylight illuminated the small office. No matter how many years have passed, but every time I still felt a sense of nostalgia. Here, little has changed after the death of dad - brother and dad were very similar in tastes. Only the framed photos have changed. My hand reached for the one on the table, but I knew it wasn't my family photo anymore. She now sits on the nightstand next to my bed.I took the frame. Reid and my dad. Dad put a hand on his shoulder and Reed was so pleased. How old is he here? Must be seventeen years old. Reed now looked more like his uncle than he did when he was young. I ran my fingertip over the picture of my dad and smiled.I sat down in the chair in front of R
Last Updated : 2022-11-05WOLF MARK 65
“Kira,” I heard Martha’s voice near the house.She hasn't even reached the porch yet, but she's already calling. Here is the sloth!“I’m coming, my friend,” I answered in a disgusting high voice, laughing at certain people from our community.She crept up to the front door and flung it open. But she couldn't even try. Martha stood near the steps and smiled.“Hi, girlfriend,” she smiled defiantly and curtsied.Once upon a time, Martha was bothered by our ridicule, she had more of this emotional substance in her head that always gets in the way of good jokes. I'm definitely a bad influence on her.Satisfied, she went down to her, threw her hand on her shoulder, and we wandered past the colorful cottages of our community, which were always so popular with tourists who occasionally wandered to Reed's office. Each house has its own color, sometimes its own status.Silence reigned in the only street of our small community. But this silence was deceptive. And invisibility too. We were in the
Last Updated : 2022-11-05WOLF MARK 66
For a long time there has not been such a revival in the community. All affairs are postponed, all the inhabitants of the island of hermits got enough sleep from their houses. Joy, anticipation and relaxation were read on their faces. More than three years have passed since we celebrated the holiday of the Procreation, as new members of the flock joined us.To the large oak table, always waiting outside for holidays and meetings, two more were set up. All hostesses brought treats. Children rushed between them, now and then threatening to demolish both the tablecloth and everything that was on the tables. All children except for two new wolves and Morgan.The little wolf cubs were now sleeping off after a busy night. And they will sleep most likely until the evening after the herbal infusion, which helps to turn. For them, this was not an easy test, and the holiday was rather for the flock, which found its continuation in them.My bones also ached a little after last night, but there w
Last Updated : 2022-11-05WOLF MARK 67
It's good that Reed heard that.I turned to my brother's voice. They approached with Lark, and as soon as they stopped, Reed pulled his wife to him with a habitual movement and hugged him in a possessive gesture. How much we do unconsciously. Alphas are alphas.- Those ribs. You didn’t see them.” I popped the last piece into my mouth and smiled contentedly.“You're lucky it's not your last,” Reed threatened me, but he kept a suspicious look on Alex and me. He only pretended to be seduced.“Rachel said you know where the trays are in your house. Will you help? Lark said to Alex, breaking up the tense situation.- Oh sure.When Lark and Alex left, my brother and I were alone. He straddled the bench next to me and pushed a plate of meatloaf toward him. What can I say, the main dish is always on our table - it is meat and all its varieties.For some time we ate in silence and watched how, around the corner of the Red House, the nearest to the central part of the community, the children we
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Martha lay down with her head in my lap. Simon sat next to him, and on the other hand Rock and his inseparable girlfriends, Molly and Lucy. It was difficult to distinguish them in the dark, they looked so similar - light dresses, styled blond hair with an intricately woven braid instead of a rim.Although I was sure that the one Rock was sitting next to was Molly. He had been courting a girl for a long time, so he constantly curled around his girlfriends. And he always urged his friend to keep him company. My gaze flickered to where Alex was. He squatted down by the fire and baked marshmallows on a stick. His hand was almost licked by flames, but he, as if he did not feel, was fascinated by the fire. The fire reflected in his eyes, and the whole appearance seemed supernaturally bewitching.- Who will play the first game? Alex asked and twirled a stick with baked marshmallows.MMM tasty. Taste buds immediately remembered the crust, smelling of smoke, and the sweet pulp inside.- To me!
Last Updated : 2022-11-05WOLF MARK 69
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
Last Updated : 2022-11-05WOLF MARK 70
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
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WOLF MARK 77
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
WOLF MARK 76
— 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
WOLF MARK 75
"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
WOLF MARK 74
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
WOLF MARK 73
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
WOLF MARK 72
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
WOLF MARK 71
“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
WOLF MARK 70
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
WOLF MARK 69
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
