All Chapters of LAWS OF THE WOLF: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After his death, my mother hid in the sewers with us, fearing that they might find out about us and come to find out from her about some secrets of my father or something else.Fear sank into her so deeply that there was no trace of the once well-groomed and beautiful woman, and neither she nor we could get out of the sewers.In the meantime, the world has changed more and more. The times when werewolves avoided people, preferring to live in the distance, in the forests and howl at the moon at night, are in the past.Why eat a rabbit raw and shit under a bush, if it was possible to live differently, using all the benefits that they, due to their wolf nature, could easily and simply take.With the help of force and fear, werewolves crushed people more and more, seized power, bought entire cities as if they were toy houses with tiny figures, and ruled them as they wanted, because they could, because they were stronger.Unable to resist, people accepted it, and so half-breeds like me and

The morning of the last March day was cool. The wind, pushing a crumpled newspaper sheet along the asphalt, strove to lick under her skirt and fluff her hair in her own way.I ran a hand through my dark hair, keeping it from the special effects, and darted towards the store. Christina, my partner, had already turned off the alarm and was pressing the key in the lock, looking around warily.- Give it to me! - having measured the guard Vanya with a reproachful look, who with a serene look was watching only Christina's ass, I pushed her away from the door.The lock was new, as was the door, and practically everything in the shop. The son of the owner, who took over the reins of government, immediately redid everything to his taste, significantly strengthening the security system.His father was an old wolf, long fed up with all the pluses of a wolf nature, not loose-handed and, moreover, a respected businessman. He preferred to conduct business quietly and calmly, while not particularly

“Calm down,” a voice whispered insinuatingly from under the plastic mask on his face. - No need for unnecessary movements and everything will be okay.“Or not,” added his companion, pointing his machine gun at Christina, who was reaching, as she thought, imperceptibly, towards the alarm button.Cristina whimpered and, raising her hands, backed against the wall behind the counter.- That's smart! - approved the second. - You, - he turned to the guard, - come to her. Just drop your toy.The guard very slowly pulled out a pistol and, throwing it on the floor, walked over to Christina and also raised his hands.- Well, and you, beauty, - the muzzle rested on my chest, - why are you frozen? - After the guard, I stood closest to the shooters, as if covering the courier with me. - Stomp to the wall.His stomach twisted into knots, blood throbbing wildly in his temples, his nose tickled by the smell of young werewolf gunslingers venturing into the store.With solid legs, I took a step to the

A deafening roar of a shot. A silver, nine-millimeter bullet gently poked into the temple and rather flew out the other side.The scream stuck in my throat. Without breathing, I looked into the lifeless eyes of my brother, falling to the floor.- Sasha ... - I barely audibly sobbed.His chest was torn from pain, compared to which everything else was nothing.One bullet, one life, one death. Why?He was only guilty of being stupid and naive, that he wanted to get out of the slums and live better. He did not do what he was accused of. Sasha was innocent.- Look at me.I did not react in any way, and Angelov grabbed my face, hanging over me with a mountain of muscles of a deadly predator.- Look at me! he repeated. I glanced up at him. - Where are my diamonds?- I'll kill ... - I exhaled raggedly.The ice-cold eyes were covered with a crust of surprise, but mockery touched the cube.- Your brother was a coward and a weakling who was not ashamed to substitute his own sister for the sake o

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.- Good morning, Kira! came a friendly voice.I opened my eyes, smacking my dry lips sleepily. The light from the window was dim and grey, it was rainy and smelled of a young doctor: not a wolf, but rather a human one. Maybe he was a half-breed?- I hope you remember me. We already met yesterday. My name is Pavel Alekseevich. I am your physician.Soft fingers touched me, unplugging the IV and the wires leading to the monitor. The skin responded to the touch with painful sensations, and I flinched, instinctively shrinking. I didn't want to be touched.- I asked the nurses not to tease you anymore, - as if not noticing my reaction, the doctor continued, - so that the body itself begins to tune in to normal work.Slowly, but I delved into what he said, and pain immediately woke up in my body. Not strong, but aching and, most importantly, growing. In addition, I felt weakness and unpleasant numbness due to the fact that I had been lying in one position for too long.