Kostya. "But that doesn't mean he can take magic from others." Raising my voice a little, I replied. “He may be unique, but not so unique that other beings would sacrifice everything for him. “I don’t know what the demon was guided by when doing such things, but I’m not a judge to accuse him. - Said the dryad. I was again taken away at the same time by a whole kaleidoscope of visions. The pictures changed so quickly that sometimes I didn't even have time to see them. Absolutely all actions were reduced to repeated confrontations between Mikhail and the Amazons for the entire time I was in the department. Almost every task of the black wolf ended in a trap from the dryads. And with each time the dryads became more and more fierce and angrier. That's why Mikhail did not spare me in training. He knew what awaited me when I met them. And I will certainly meet them ... Only occasionally between conflicts with the Amazons flashed our training. And after each of them, the black
- Welcome back to our world. Frieda said angrily. - And this world has already become “ours” for you? I chuckled as I walked over to Inari. - And you should not spit poison, otherwise you never know you will bite your tongue, but you will die ahead of time. I have big plans for you, so don't disappoint me, baby. You don't deserve her power! Frida screamed. - Maybe. I spoke calmly. “But like it or not, I am my mother's son. So I will not give up so easily, just as she never gave up. So you have two options. Leave and forget about our existence or die. Honestly, I'm for the first option. Mom appreciates any life, and there are already too few of you left. - Tara is no more! Frida snapped. Just because you can't hear it doesn't mean it's not there! I shouted, somehow holding back my fire so as not to burn the fragile flower in my hand. - Give the flower to Chris and make sure no one interferes with her. - I turned to the Fox and held out the plant. Don't argue, okay.
Warm living room. The sound of crackling wood in the fireplace. The smell of a wooden house. Children's laughter. I sit in front of the fireplace, stroking my little belly. I am pregnant, not for the first time. Two boys run into the living room. Twins. Looking at the mischievous kids, a smile automatically appears on my face. The heart is calm and warm. Here it is my personal happiness, children and a quiet life for a reliable man. Here is the man of my dreams. Footsteps were heard outside the window. Children screaming "daddy, daddy" ran to open the front door. Tell me, has it already happened? It was, but only in my dreams, and now it is a reality. Now I already know who will open the door to my house…. But, let's not get ahead of ourselves, do you want to know how our battle with Frida ended? Well, ten years have passed since then, and I didn’t notice ... Ten years ago I awakened the gift of my mother, Tara, the guardian of all forests and their inhabitants. When Korotkov
I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyone to reckon with my opinion and respect me as a person. In my home world, really outstanding wolfs are called "Moon". I considered this symbolic and began to call my inner beast that way. Moon, black wolf.But the father's flock was not so easy to find. In reality, my relatives were at war. A war
“I’m not just a female to you. I am Luna! And I won’t let you talk to me in such a tone,” he let go of his neck and took a step back, hiding his flame. He knocked the fire from his clothes and looked at me again, but this time with an interested look. “Your friend will just watch everything?” - in the place where the stranger stood before, there was another man in a strict suit with a cane.“My name is Konstantin Korotkov,” said the second visitor, as if he were only waiting for my remark. — This is Mikhail, my good friend and colleague. And I want to offer you a job“Hypnosis doesn’t work on me,” I felt someone trying to get into my mind. - Well, or whatever you wanted to do there.“I just wanted to calm you down a little,” the namesake answered me. - But you agree you are strong, usually no one feels my interference. Misha, he's the perfect fit for your task force.“Too impulsive,” “Misha” responded. Bear, I would say.“Just like you ten years ago,” Konstantin assured him.“You don'
- Don't do anything stupid! Michael said as he walked past me. How does he piss me off...We soon reached the point where I saw feral wolves, in no way inferior to those creatures that we fought against in my home magical world. A flock of huge beasts with distraught eyes. Even being a wolf, I would be like a fly to them. And there are five of them. Throughout the glade there was a fetid smell of the decomposed remains of the people they had eaten and other living creatures. Catching our scent, they pounced on us. To tell the truth, that's when I was grateful to Mikhail for his training. Because one blow from such a creature would have killed me earlier, and so I just got up, dusted myself off and went back to the fight. To begin with, we tried to go out on physical strength.Here, on the side of me, one of our fighters transformed into a bear. He took one of the wildlings with him. Mikhail yelled to attack the remaining werewolves at his command. Enough! For the third time I was thr
- Yes…The guy immediately groaned as soon as I entered. Mmm... What a "sweet" voice he has... I had to make an effort not to break loose, giving him the opportunity to get used to the feeling of fullness inside. Putting my hands on my narrow hips, I began to slowly move, mentally reminding myself with every thrust that I was making love to a fragile person.“Hurry,” Pasha groaned, leaning his hands against the wall. - On the grass...“Why should we hurry,” I whispered in his ear, pressing the hot body to me. Hmm, apparently the guy is used to different sex. Soldier. "Put it in, take it out and go." If you remember, at night Pasha also asked faster, even if he himself was still far from the peak of pleasure.“Ah,” Pasha broke from his lips as soon as I touched his excited penis. I slowly ran my hand along the entire length of his dignity, exposing the head, and then slid the pad of my thumb along the bridle while not stopping leisurely movements from behind.“M-mm,” the guy whined eve
“We are different,” he interrupted rather sharply. “We only have fire power in common,” I lit a fire in my palm. - How would you explain? I added, looking at the dancing tongues of scarlet flames. - He's an alpha male. I am an alpha female.- What? Pasha laughed.It sounds unrealistic, but it's true. My animal is a she-wolf,” I explained, extinguishing the fire in my palm. “Usually female werewolves are born without abilities and they have only one fate, to be a wife and raise children. They don't even choose their own husband. Men decide everything for them: fathers, brothers. Who is older in the family.- You're a guy! Pasha interrupted me, not really believing my story. What the hell are kids?“Ordinary, like everyone else,” I smiled, looking at his sincere surprise. - Gifted are born very rarely. They are called "Moon". We have the same rights as alpha males. And it infuriates them. For some reason, everyone wants to tame, put in place a recalcitrant female, - I stared at one poin