Semua Bab The witch and her wolf series : Bab 141 - Bab 150

  *Luca* “Andy, relax, man. It's me". I try, but Andreas just gets a more determined look in his eyes.  There is no one at home up there, no recognition in him. Fuck. Andreas is now only a few meters from us. His golden eyes veersnot an inch from me. He is really going to eat me.  "Martin, do something !" I shout in panic.  The shout makes Andreas run towards me.  "Finn is no longer a seidman, is he ?"  "What ? No !" I can not take my eyes off the foaming monster that is coming towards me. I don’t want to

 *Lefu* "I have no idea what you're talking about”. I hardly look up.  "I'm not done”. The lackey blocks my way. It is the muscle swollen idiot again, I have never bothered to learn his name. Johnny Bravo is much more appropriate.  "Yes you are. If you want to continue to nibble on my hospitality, then you better step aside”.  “There have been some suspicious killings here lately. Murders that can only have been committed by our kind”.  “Why does it need to have anything to do with me ? Have you attacked the others too ?" I turn angrily at the dumbass. 

   *Lefu*  I let my eyes follow my girl as she runs from the fighting grounds. She is impressive and brimming with confidence, no hesitation in her. What an amazing evolution she has gone through. I seem to have underestimated her.    Now, after seeing her powers in full effect, I am gripped by awe and it surprises me. All this just makes her more irresistible to me. Funny how the small coincidences will fall like tokens at a casino table if you are just patient.    Imagine if I had just sucked her dry and been as disappointed as with that little cow Sara ?then I would never have known this about her. The warrior running below me on her way through the forest will be a valuable allie, especially now when Casper, the idiot, has made everything more difficu

  *Soleil* Alone in the darkness, the cold in my heart could no longer keeps the emotions at bay. I can not collapse, can not give in, but a suffocating knot of grief works its way up through me. It refuses to allow itself overcome, no matter how many times I swallow and gasped for breath.  "Tjalfe ?" I sit down on a fallen tree. It is of no use. The first tears sting in the corner of my eyes. My necklace gets hot.  "Here.” Tjalfe appears next to me.  His presence is like coming home. I am safe. When he puts his arms around my shoulders, the knot wins and takes over her fully. I lean in towards him and breaks into a thousand splinters. 

  *Luca* "What do we do now ?" I look down at the dead men we have laid around the wooden figure. "This does not really look like a mass murder or suicide”.  "It has to be good enough. We have to get the hell out of here, and it can only go onslowly. Who knows if there are more psychopaths on the way”. Martin throws the last corpse down at the remains of the horse.  “What do we do with Andy ? We can not stay here”.  “We can not stay in Ireland ! We were spotted down in Dublin with Gunnar”. Martin scratches his head. “If I put you and the little nerd on a plane, then I can take the ferry home. If we've be