It wasn't until Aunt Sarah closed the door behind us that I realized I was barely breathing. A wolf's gaze, even in the human body, pierces to the bones. A dozen of their gazes I, like a bag of bricks, carried on me. Not only I was relieved to be behind the wall from them. Seeing this, maybe my aunt will remember why I don't belong here - with or without a mate.
My aunt's cottage was small - a living room, a kitchenette and a bathroom on the first floor, three small bedrooms - on the second and an attic. The largest bedroom of them has always been called "parents", once it belonged to my grandparents, and then my aunt and her husband lived in it, and my mother lived in one of the small ones - "children". Then the husband left his aunt, as I heard, because "she couldn't stand puppies", and went to another pack, well, and my mother ... After a while, I began to live in my mother's room, and my aunt moved to the next one " children's". Nothing has changed in four years. I did not visit my aunt, she visited me twice, twice we met on neutral territory, the rest of the time we corresponded, because phone calls in this wilderness are only to wag your nerves. Internet is better, but not for my aunt... Letters by mail - this is her maximum. At first I wrote every month, then every two months. True, I sent the last letter recently, saying that I would come after the expedition, and my aunt left her handkerchief for me at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there have not been such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. then every two months. True, I sent the last letter recently, saying that I would come after the expedition, and my aunt left her handkerchief for me at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there have not been such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. then every two months. True, I sent the last letter recently, saying that I would come after the expedition, and my aunt left her handkerchief for me at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. and my aunt left me her handkerchief at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. and my aunt left me her handkerchief at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. that people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. that people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone random Morgan would have scared him away with a howl, but the closer to the village, the more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory.
As soon as I undressed at the front door, I was immediately directed to the bedroom. I was pleased that my aunt had not changed anything in the room, my teenage spirit still hovered here, settling in posters on the walls, stickers on the mirror frame, a garland of lanterns above the bed.
“Everything is as you left it,” my aunt rented the room to me. This explanation was superfluous, and so it is clear that everything is in its place, except for dust. I went inside, noticing that the room was unusually clean without me. She wasn't like that for me.
- Thank you, - I smiled at my aunt, who stood at the door and did not dare to enter my territory. I imagined how she entered the cleaning room, carefully returned things to their places after dusting, and waited for the hostess to return here again.
Things are all here, - she pointed to a suitcase, a bag and even a backpack thrown in the forest, arranged in a neat pyramid in the corner, - You need to rest. And if something is needed, then I'm in the kitchen, - as always, my aunt was short and clear. Leaving me in the room, she silently withdrew.
She loved me, but it always seemed to me that she did not know how to be with me and what to say. Partly for her, I was also an unknown little animal, an unknown little animal that had matured . I have yet to discuss what happened with her, but I'm sure I know her opinion. For her, this is unexpected, but the matter is clear. The wolf recognized me as a couple, if I myself were a wolf, I should have accepted him. All these wolf things and pheromones would be great bait for me, my fate would be decided. But I'm not a wolf, Reed missed the mark, but I'm planning on getting out of here as soon as I can.
My plan was to find out what was wrong with my car, get some medical treatment, tell Aunt Sarah the news - and only I was seen! Seems like a good plan to me. The main thing is to minimize meetings with the local population, and even more so with Reid.
I did not want to rest in bed at all, wandering around the room, looking into the chest of drawers and looking through the spines of books on the shelf above the desk, I decided to at least partially unpack my things. I had a hiking kit for a six-month expedition with me, so there were even summer things that went with the bag in a narrow closet. It didn’t take much time to unpack, I didn’t intend to stay here for a long time, I took out only the most necessary things, and left the rest in the suitcase, which I pushed under the bed. Even these simple actions cost me a lot of energy, but I still really wanted to go to the bathroom and try my luck somehow to freshen up without wetting the bandages. Mission Impossible.
At dinner, my aunt hesitated, and it was clear that she did not know how to approach the conversation.- What about my car? It's time to start implementing the plan. Aunt could not immediately jump to another topic, remembering for a while.- The car ... it was driven to Bruce's workshop. But I don't know what he could do. You need to go to him - Bruce was an auto mechanic, a mechanic and helped his son a builder, Rod. Also, Bruce was Mira's father, maybe it will be possible to find out about the car through it, that is, to reduce the likelihood of crossing with others, and this is also part of my plan, - Lark ... I understand that you have not yet recovered, maybe not tomorrow , but you need to talk to Reed, - it begins, - the boy is not himself, his beast is restless, licking your wound, he could not let anyone in to you, he almost went berserk with grief, miraculously Morgan managed to get through to him. And then he did not leave your room ... - again this unusual agitated state
For some reason, I left the house with apprehension, as if expecting that the whole Cooper family would immediately attack me there. But, of course, there was no one at the door. The village seemed to be still asleep, but this silence was deceptive - the day here began very early, and the night quite late. It is very convenient when you have so few hours to sleep. This is another quality that was not included in my gene pool.The wind died down, and the snowfall exhausted itself, covering everything around with a sheet of snow. The hood was useless, but I still threw it on top, like a cap of invisibility. Although Reed's house was on the opposite side, and I was within walking distance of the first-aid post, my nervous state did not let me go. It would not hurt to clear our small courtyard of snow, a narrow path of aunt's steps led to a common road that ran between the houses and ended at a dead end at the first-aid post. There were only nine residential buildings here, and several ou
After the visitor left, the aunt herself went on business, perhaps she went to help Mira. They don't sit around doing nothing. It's like a utopian society where everyone works like bees for the common good, and the alpha stands and watches over them, like the eye of Sauron. My bile and distaste for this place will eat me up if I don't get out of here soon. And my forced confinement leaves nothing but self-digging and sarcastic comments. She didn’t say anything good about the Mira car, my old woman is in a distressed state, it’s still too early to say whether Bruce will reanimate her. By tomorrow, he'll have a parts list with what I'm sure is a fabulous price. But, in his opinion, it should not be tormented and immediately sent for spare parts, but, so be it, he will dig further. Hardly out of a feeling of sympathy for me, rather just likes difficult puzzles. Or asked the world It's strange how Laramie cured me, while living here, I could not even supposedly write anyone down as a goo
I hate this feeling, I know I'm right, but I'm spurred on by guilt. What are the mixed signals of my conscience? The fact that the wolf did not leave his post all night, I felt on the edge of a sleepy consciousness, and in the morning the reproach in the eyes of Mira and Aunt Sarah confirmed my fears.Mira told me the bad news, Honda in its former state will never again travel on the roads. Either buy new expensive parts, or sell Honda itself for parts, which will be much more profitable. Maybe more profitable, but getting out of here will be much more difficult.But Mira was pleased with the wound on her hand, and, however, she took on a healthier look. At least one less problem, gangrene no longer threatens me. Now I need to deal with the car, there was not much choice, so after breakfast I went to the workshop. It was snowing outside, but there was no wind. I barely restrained myself from running to Bruce's house. The workshop, a little larger than a garage, was next to his house,
A new day brought new problems. To inspect the World she came to me, before I had time to have breakfast. She was alarmed, even her always perfectly straight short hair looked somehow disheveled today. I watched her closely as she changed her bandages. Something definitely bothered her, and several times it seemed to me that she wanted to say something.- After five or six days, you can remove the bandage from your neck, you should save your hand for at least another seven days.We agreed with her that she would give me medicines with her. Actually, that's all - it remains to receive money from Bruce and you can touch it from here. I decided that it was better to awkwardly ask for Reed's tail than to the Martin brothers. If they have not grown mentally, then they will start to take me deeper into the forest and drop me off. At the very door of the World stopped and still could not stand it:- Lark, talk to Reed, please. He will have a difficult choice, and you can help him, - and the
And I woke up from the fact that the sun was shining directly into my eyes. Remembering who I shared the bed with that night, I jumped up. But I was alone in the bed and in the room. That must have surprised my aunt. Although she was surprised yesterday, because she heard everything perfectly. I had a strange feeling that I was late for something, I looked at the clock - half past ten. Better hurry, although I have no idea what time Reed should announce his choice.I chaotically began to pack up, brushing my teeth with one hand and buttoning my pants with the other. Even yesterday, before the wolf came into my room, I understood what Mira was hinting at and how Reed and I could get out. More precisely, for him it was an option so-so, but I could not go for more.There was no time to tame my curly mane, and as I was with a bird's nest after sleep, so I jumped out into the street. I need to talk to Reid first, put forward my condition to him, before rushing to Morgan. Reed lived with hi
Exiled to be, I suppose, too. Then it remains - to retire from the pack with a couple. And this is me, - he, suggesting that I continue, raised an eyebrow, - So, I just want to leave here. We can leave together, especially since I am now without wheels, it’s even more profitable for me. - So?- And then ... you look for a warmer place for yourself, and I will go where I planned."Understood." He walked back to the car. - What were you waiting for? - I said after him, - I'm just wondering what kind of reaction you expected from me, why are you so surprised by mine? - Do you hate me so much? What turns you on at the mere thought of trying? - he slammed the door, which he had already opened, and turned to me.- To attempt? What exactly? Live as one big and friendly family?"I don't expect that from you," he said tiredly, "but you could at least try to get to know me better." - But it's my right not to have anything to do with you, - I was starting to get pissed off that accusations
So they led me blindfolded. We left the knurled road, I walked, led by the hand of my aunt, constantly falling into the snow. My hand itched to rip that stupid blindfold off my eyes. I didn’t get the mystery of the moment at all and felt very stupid. Soon I smelled a fire, but we all wandered and wandered. Finally, when I heard the crackling of logs, and, in addition to smoke, the intoxicating smell of herbs reached me, we stopped. No one was in a hurry to remove the bandage from me, my hand flew up to my face, but my aunt's light touch stopped it."Wait," she whispered. Then I lost the feeling of her presence beside me. I could hear the soft creak of footsteps on the snow and the hiss of fire ahead. Then a wrinkled hand grabbed my hand tightly - it was Grandma Cooper - and led me forward. It was easier to go, apparently, the clearing was cleared of snow. She placed me very close to the fire, on the left side I felt the heat of the flame. For a few seconds I was left alone again, un
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