I fell like a wolf into a sheepfold,or reckless actions and their consequences.The territory of the former community of Stanislav and Vladimir.Arthur stood with his back to the bed, where with each new hoarse breath life left his father's body. Father? The man smiled bitterly. Rather, a leader, because as a real father, Arseny never showed himself. Maybe that's why his heir did not feel any emotions suitable for such a situation right now. No pain, no suffering, no desire to prevent the light tread of Mara, the Goddess of death, who is about to come to take the soul of a man. Nothing. When my mother died, everything was different. She and her sister did not leave her bed, praying to all existing Gods and spirits, asking them to delay the inevitable. Now it wasn't like that.Arthur was tormented only by the expectation. After all, as soon as Arseniy dies, he will need to go out to the wolfdogs of the community and declare his rights as the leader of the pack.- Arthur? - Quietly ope
- Vasilisa? - having caught the edge of the idea that was not formed to the end, I decided to voice it. - Belogor asks the princess to fulfill the contract - give him Vasilisa.I tried not to pay attention to Sasha's emotions now - too much was mixed there now. He clearly did not like the idea, but what can you do! But the king looked at me intently, considering this option, and I focused all my attention on him.“She’s not really,” Svyatoslav drawled thoughtfully."Not really - that doesn't mean she's not quite a princess," I shrugged. - Is she a princess?“By birthright,” the king nodded, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully.- Svyatoslav ... - Sasha tried to speak out, but was interrupted by the raised hand of his grandfather.- Belogor asks the princess, - I continued, with the approval of Svyatoslav, - so give him the princess. He does not specify which one, but only hints and threatens. Belogor simply does not know that Vasilisa also exists. It will not be difficult for you to get he
While I was trying to figure out what was going on, and who was behind all this, I was dragged out into the street and stuffed into the trunk! Me! Having previously tied my legs, probably so that she wouldn’t smash everything in the trunk itself. No, I will not tolerate such an attitude towards myself! I... What am I?! Fuck, I'm almost like a normal person now! I can not help but spread, do not take advantage of instincts! Obscurantism! I can't even call Mitrich for help! Escape to the underworld? You can, of course, if there is no other way to commit suicide! Obscurantism!!!I don’t know how much time passed, according to my feelings, about an hour, when the car stopped, and a few minutes later the sound of the trunk opening was heard. No one bothered to remove the bag from my head, just as no one untied my arms or legs. They just pulled me out and dragged me on. I couldn't even figure out exactly where I was. Someone was running around, shouting somewhere, like fires were burning, j
And for the wolf and for the wolf,or return to the pack.Waking up, I stretched sweetly, opening my eyes and slowly turning over on my side. Anya was sitting on a chair, next to the bed on which I was now, staring blankly at me. Usually Stas looked at me and Andrei like that when he caught on the next childishness.- How do you feel? The causticity in her question made me tense.And what kind of fly bit my favorite witch early in the morning? It seems that Dyusha and I have not done anything like this for a long time.- Yes, it seems good, - sitting down on the bed, and wrapping myself in a blanket, I looked at the witch in surprise. - Why am I naked? And what in general ... oh! - Having received from her a very tangible slap in the face, I sniffed offendedly. - For what?!And then my memory obligingly decided to remind me of recent events. Obscurantism!!! I was kidnapped by some wolves! Demons! And thrown into the dungeon. To Arthur, also chained there with other werewolves. And, it
- Did you hear that? I turned towards the witch, crossing my arms over my chest. - He slept with every skirt running after him, and only I was expelled! Was I really that bad in bed that...- Vladimir! Anya barked at me, not letting me complete the sentence.And how to understand it? Is she on his side? Beastia also widened her eyes in surprise, shrugging her shoulders in a dramatic way. No, I may have gone too far now, but if Arthur and the others didn’t have the intelligence to find out at least something about me from the outcasts, that’s their problem. And what each of those who came to visit me said in this room, I will not forget.- Wow, what a tense situation you have here! - came from the door the voice of a smiling Andrei, who turned his gaze to each person present in the room in turn. - Can you defuse? Have you heard the joke about how the naked Gray Wolf breaks into Little Red Riding Hood's bedroom? She says to him: “Gods! Wolf! Why are you so big…”- Andrew! Anya shouted a
Here the wolves are full, and the sheep are safe,or why people are not visible.Leaving the house, which was allocated to Anya to nurse me, I almost whistled. Each community had houses on its territory always in the same way. On the one hand, there was always an entrance to the territory of the pack, then vegetable gardens, residential buildings, the main square with a pedestal, and everything was closed by the main building in which the leader's family lived. There were both offices for work and meetings, as well as living quarters for the head of the pack himself and his family members. I was surprised by the fact that now the main building was not the last one!As far as I remember, it used to offer a beautiful view of the river. Now the river has somewhat changed its course, making a small detour. On the resulting improvised peninsula, the houses of outcasts are located. Houses of my community! We were heading towards them.- Mitrich helped, - noticing my amazement, Anya commente
“We were just following orders, Vladimira,” Igor added.After this conversation, I never saw my former guards again. But even without them, I had something to do and something to think about.I spent my nights now with Dyusha, now with Vitka. They really made a schedule, which terribly infuriated me, but no one took my objections seriously. The only good news was that from the third day of our stay in the flock, we spent these nights already in a new house, which I almost instantly fell in love with, as soon as I entered and looked around.On the ground floor there was a huge living room, combined with a kitchen and a dining room, visually divided into zones. Thus, several large sofas were combined here, standing opposite the TV and the fireplace; a dining table, at which twelve people could comfortably sit at a gala dinner; and a spacious kitchen, with many cabinets and household utensils, which Anna was very happy about.Three staircases led to the second floor, from each of which o
One wolf drives a regiment of sheep,or strange accidents.The morning was strange. I woke up as if from a shock, but I could not determine the cause of my excitement. Somehow getting out of the arms of Andrey, who, during our overnight stays, has recently gotten into the habit of using me instead of a pillow, and, having examined the bedroom, I did not find anything suspicious. Typical early morning. There were no strangers in the room ... or were there? The Bestia, who woke up inside me, caught someone else, but she couldn’t say who exactly. Someone opened our door! And it was definitely not Stas and Anya. Walking to the exit of the room into the corridor and sniffing, I caught the smell. Weak werewolf, girl. We could not determine more with the she-wolf, since an unknown person came to us about an hour ago. And who came to visit us? And most importantly - why?Having come to the conclusion that, most likely, it was one of the outcasts (after all, the local residents of the communit