The completely red eyes blazed with anger: the leader of the Western Clan was furious; the partial transformation of his body and a formidable roar terrified all the wolves that were now in front of him.So how did she disappear? Jack growled menacingly. - Do you generally give an account of what you say? How could she disappear from the territory, which, I very much hope so, - pronouncing every word, he looked at Mike, - is well guarded?- Jack, I ... - he began, but the leader interrupted him rudely.- Shut up, I don't need your pathetic excuses, give me the result! And you,” he growled menacingly at his brother, “how dare you leave her alone? It's entirely your fault that she disappeared from clan territory, Jeremy Willow!"I'm sorry, Jack, it didn't even occur to me that the girl might run away." It's just that she was so upset and depressed that I thought she should be alone for a while to put her thoughts in order. And she...The leader, baring his fangs, growled menacingly at h
John stopped the car at one of the skyscrapers, similar to a huge beehive, in which many people lived. The light in most of the windows had long been extinguished, but there were still those who were awake.The man behind the wheel sighed heavily and looked at the girl sleeping peacefully in the next seat: her head turned to one side, her breathing was calm, her heartbeat was even, and her small pink lips were slightly parted. John still remembered their taste - sweet, intoxicating. He, for the first time in so long, experienced incomparable pleasure when he kissed Amy. There was a feeling that she became air for him, the meaning of life, the whole universe, the one for whom it is worth living and fighting.The man smiled as he watched the girl. Beautiful, yes, very beautiful: only her hair is worth something - almost red. A living fire that does not burn, a fire that can give warmth, a fire that caresses and warms. Yes, Amy, you are fire. My fire, the man thought, smiling again.How
- Cyrus lied, Black. Bjorn died not from the paws of wolves, but from his hand.John stared blankly at Red.- The head killed our friend to save you.- Wait, what are you talking about? - the man's voice suddenly hoarse, because of which he immediately took a sip of water from the brought glass.- That's what I say.Redward took out his cigarette again and lit it nervously. Taking a long puff, he whispered softly:“I replayed our conversation with you many times in my head, imagined how I would tell you about the death of our comrade, how I would throw out what had accumulated over many years, but everything turned out to be much harder,” the man looked into John’s eyes again. “The night the battle happened, I was badly wounded and lost a lot of blood, but Bjorn was still alive and quite healthy. I saw you fight like hell, slashing wolves right and left, and how Cyrus's arrival distracted you, which was a fatal mistake, Black. If you had not been distracted, then the Beast would have
- I don’t know how, but I have to think of something, because he has in his hands the one that is now dearer to me than my own life.- Have you found your Layara? - Redward even leaned forward a little to look into the eyes of John, who slightly covered them.- Yes, Red, I found my true one, - the man smiled, imagining the face of a girl with incredible emerald eyes.- I have no words, because for the Hunter to find Liara... well, I don't even know... It's almost impossible to survive the explosion of an atomic bomb, while being at the very epicenter of the explosion. After all, Liara can give birth to a true Hunter, who does not need to go through a rite to receive the Gift, he will already be born with him. Such a Hunter will be different from all those who, unlike him, have passed this very rite. Strength, dexterity, hearing, sight and even magic, which the Elders who have lived for many centuries use to learn how to use it and completely subjugate the rest. It is a huge rarity whe
- Could not. I really couldn't, John. All that I could afford myself was to invisibly follow you so that I would not be suspected of anything, and as soon as the opportunity arose, I would immediately come to your rescue, which, however, I did. I knew that Cyrus was up to something, but what - I found out only today, and even then not completely. He doesn't particularly like to let the Hunters in on his plans. What's on his mind, only he knows. But I found out about the girl shortly before her abduction."How do I know you weren't sent?" John squinted, taking a small sip of coffee.- Nowhere. I'm just asking you to trust me, like in times past.Sadness flickered in the man's eyes. Longing for the old past, where the three of them - Red, John and Bjorn - were like one family, ready to stand up for each other, turn their backs or a strong shoulder, but now ..."It won't be easy, almost impossible," John replied wearily, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.- You said "almost"
Another terrifying blow followed, after which the angry voice of the leader of the Night Shadows sounded:- Black, damn bastard, open it now, I know you're here, I can smell your lousy cologne! If you don't open it now, I'm going to blow the damn door off its hinges!- So what do we do? I'm assuming they're the ones you, John, stole the girl from. I'm right?Black nodded in the affirmative and headed towards the hallway.- Damn, as luck would have it, I forgot the blades in the car, - cursing softly, he went to the door. - What do you want, Jack? - this time the voice of the man sounded harsh and confident."You took something that doesn't belong to you," Willow's voice sounded distinctly angry. His voice trembled slightly from barely contained anger. - Give me back the girl."Here you go," John chuckled, looking at the Western Clan wolves through the peephole in the door. - Dreaming, bald dog. The girl belongs to me."Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss," hissed Jack, furiously exposing hi
Darkness. Around pitch darkness and absolute silence. "Where the hell am I, and what the hell happened?" Thoughts were confused in my head, not allowing me to concentrate, and there was also a smell of dampness and mustiness.Amy tried to move, but for some reason her body refused to obey her, and there was also a feeling that she was tied.Dampness. Mustiness. Very close, probably a few steps away from her, something drips, like water on a stone and cold floor, but the girl was not completely sure of this.“Hey,” she called softly, but in response she heard only an echo that reflected her voice from the walls of this strange room. - Is there anyone alive here?Again an echo, and then again a deep silence, absorbing all sounds around. Silence that absorbs life itself.Unpleasant goosebumps ran down Emily's back, it seemed to her that something was coming. Something bad and very, very dangerous. The sensation made the hairs on her skin stand on end, and cold perspiration appeared on he
“Perhaps,” he nodded, smiling only with a corner of his lips, his eyes remained all the same impassive and cold. - But not now, a little later. As long as I need you. By the way, are you hungry? - the change of topic was so swift that the girl was slightly taken aback, opening her mouth in surprise. - If you want, I'll feed you. What do you prefer? Maybe raw meat with blood, or something cooked on fire is closer to you?- I... - Amy didn't know what to say, so she just closed her mouth, afraid to say anything at all to this strange guy.- Well, let's go upstairs, and have dinner there, - the old man smiled as if he had not just threatened her with imminent punishment. - Get up, why sit down!Amy, somehow recovering from the behavior of the Head of the Coven, carefully stood up, holding on to the damp and terribly cold wall, but still did not take her eyes off her jailer.Cyrus, with a satisfied grunt, headed towards the stairs, whistling cheerfully something under his breath.- Let's