All Chapters of On the trail of the wolf: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Unable to resist, I ran my hand over the runes on the door frame. What a huge mistake people made when they adopted a strange faith a little more than two thousand years ago. How much pain and suffering it brought. And I'm not talking now about werewolves who were skinned alive when they refused to be baptized by their prince. And not about other magical creatures who, after all the persecution, will never come out to meet with a mere mortal. What did the people get? What good did someone else's faith bring them?Knowledge that has been passed down by word of mouth for thousands of years has been washed away by the new religion. Divine creatures, who from the beginning of time lived side by side with man, were forgotten, and now they can only be mentioned in fairy tales. And what did people get in return? Churches where money is pulled from believers at every opportunity? Priests who go around draped in gold, not embarrassed to tell poor parishioners what to believe and endure? But wh

- What will you do when you are convinced of his involvement? Stanislav asked me when we passed him. - To study, as I understand it, there will be no desire anymore?Stopping, I thought for a moment. Nonsense, of course, utter, in Arthur I am sure, as in myself, if not more. But, let's say Arseny acted on the orders of his son - what then?“I will study,” the answer came by itself, as soon as Bestia and I imagined for a moment that the sapphire wolf could really do this to us. I was able to deceive and betray in the most cruel way. “To cut their throats one day.”Stanislav only grunted at my words, shrugging vaguely, and I continued to follow Anya into the house.- Wow! What a bloodthirsty baby! - Andrei's voice flew into my back, followed by the sound of another slap in the face. - Ai! Dad! For what?- For childishness and posturing! - came the answer of Stanislav, and I could not help smiling.Once upon a time I had a family. Jokes, friendly teasing, caring for each other... It's ha

- You can not inflict mortal harm on uninitiated werewolves. This is a law, for the violation of which Veles punishes instantly, - Stanislav answered me quite seriously. – And the death of the beast does not change anything, because there was no initiation anyway. That is why you have created acceptable living conditions. But why they simply didn’t wait for your initiation, and didn’t beat it later - I don’t know. But, in this case, seeing that you are an alpha, no one would get rid of you.“Wait,” I was completely confused in his explanations. “But I had an initiation. And I'm alpha! The guards feel this, you yourself said that ordinary wolves recognize who is in front of them - simple or alpha. And why did the leader and his son ignore this?- The guards don't feel you, - Stas rose to his feet, looking disapprovingly at his dozing son. “For them, you are still a normal person. And ahead of the flurry of your questions, - he raised his hand, laughing, as soon as I opened my mouth, -

Without wasting time on unnecessary reasoning, I scratched my finger with my fingernail and activated one of Anya's amulets that imitated my presence in the apartment, sprinkling it a little with my blood. Now you don't have to worry about the guards - for three days they will be completely sure that I am here. We can only hope that Mitrich just decided to use the phone, and nothing out of the ordinary happened. Hope was fragile, but at least something! I didn't mean to panic. Whatever it is, I have plenty of time to deal with the problem. Beast growled in agreement, habitually listening to her surroundings.It was already dark outside the windows and there were no people walking on the street. Putting on new stiletto boots, and taking a leather jacket and a clutch with documents and a phone just in case, I gently jumped out of the window, landing on the sidewalk near the house. Still, jeans are not suitable for such somersaults, otherwise how to explain the protesting crackle of the

“Don’t worry about this,” the goblin waved his hand, “they are people, even though one of them is a former princess.” They weren't worried about you.- And what, that they are people? – sincerely surprised girl. Do you think people don't care about their children?- He meant that the trouble was on them, - I answered for Mitrich, and, seeing her complete misunderstanding, once again I began to explain in more detail. - As soon as an ordinary mortal girl enters the possession of the Nagas in the status of a bride, all her relatives and friends live in a happy delusion that she is somewhere in another city or country, absolutely happy and with a groom, from whom they are usually under the influence trouble, just absolutely delighted!And also this same hassle could be used to hide something from prying eyes. For example, a small community of exiled werewolves. But I didn't say it out loud to her. On it, and so new knowledge is poured in a continuous stream, it does not have time to lear