The awakening was difficult. My head ached, my throat itched, my heart was lousy and, frankly, my conscience tormented me in front of Martha. There was only one desire - to wash! Scrub the skin with a washcloth to redness, wash off the sticky coating of all the emotions experienced during the day. The room was plunged into evening twilight, there was silence. From the street came the voice of Martha, talking to someone. Somehow she braided her hair and left the house.On the street, Martha was talking to some woman, but noticing me, she quickly said goodbye to her friend and headed towards me:- Liyushka, - she came up, looking at my face, looking into my eyes, - How are you?- Thanks, okay. True, I really want to swim, - I croaked, my voice still broke. - Marta, I wanted to apologize for the hysteria, it turned out very inconvenient, - I did not dare to look her in the eyes. She smiled kindly.- You are a good girl, but on the contrary, this is wonderful.- It's great that I made all
Standing on the garden path under the canopy of the trees, I cast anxious glances at Martha and Maxim standing at a distance. I felt extremely uncomfortable and why hide it - I was ashamed in front of Maxim. And the day started off so well...I woke up much earlier than planned, however, this was to be expected after yesterday's events. It was also disturbing that Martha had not said yesterday what I would do. Assistant is a very vague concept.However, for a long time I was not going to, the rumbling stomach urged on and forced the torment out of my head, because yesterday there was only breakfast from meals. She ran into the kitchen, going to make herself a couple of sandwiches.But it was not there. When Mira saw me, she made me spin, sincerely assuring me that I looked great. She sat down at the table, fed and handed over a still hot, amazing bun with berry filling.Having met me, Martha, like Mira, examined me approvingly.- Well, a beautiful young woman, - she said with satisfac
I stood on the porch and looked at the darkening morning sky, which was periodically flashed by lightning. She chuckled - Martha was arguing with a neighbor about the weather yesterday and, as always, she was right. True, I was a little mistaken - it will not rain, but a good thunderstorm.I went around a small house, checking whether it was necessary to hide anything from the elements, whether the windows were tightly closed and ran to the procurement room. Most of all, under the drops drumming on the roof, sort and lay out herbs, flower petals, dried mushrooms.Sitting at a simple lesson, I recalled how two months had flown by. Summer was coming to an end and in a few days Alina would leave for Krasnoyarsk to continue her studies. It's a pity ... our fun evening gatherings will be greatly missed.At first, working with Martha, I was insanely tired. From morning until late at night, we planted, looked after her large traviarium, and worked in greenhouses. Often Martha was called as a
It all happened about three weeks ago. Martha was summoned to the neighboring werewolf settlement of our pack. It is not clear how the infection was brought into the greenhouse there and rare herbs began to die in them. Having collected a bunch of necessary and unnecessary things with her, giving me a lot of orders and instructions, Marta, alarmed to the point of a tank on a platoon, firing without warning, departed in the right direction.Breathing a sigh of relief, I redid everything in half a day. In the evening Alina ran in, chatted about nothing, had tea, and I went to see her off.She walked slowly back, so slowly that night darkness descended on the street. Approaching her house, she looked back at the black bulk of the forest, and at that moment the moonlight reflected from the wolf's eyes. For some reason, I had no doubts that it was a wolf.I stopped, carefully watching him and noting to myself that I was not afraid. One has only to yell and the nearest neighbors will be her
“For a long time, back in my childhood, I asked a couple of times where she works and even once asked to go to work with her,” I smiled sadly, “but she answered that in every city you have to look for different jobs and the bosses are strict, there are no children loves. Then, already matured, I heard from her that she works in one place or another.- So, she really did not want you to know about it and, as you can see, she succeeded. Do not judge Liushka without knowing the reason. And as for the fact that Maxim and Alexei know about it, don't worry - they are good guys, reliable. No one in the pack will know. But they will form their opinion about you based on your actions and behavior. And you are a good girl, - she pulled me to her, hugged me, - And beautiful and smart, so don't worry - everything will be fine.After that conversation, I felt better. True, sometimes I still mentally returned to the riddle - why did my mother do this, but there was no longer an oppressive feeling.
Dinner in the red house, before Alina's departure, was noisy and fun. Alina's acquaintances came, who the other day also went to study. At the table, young people told stories from student life, jokingly joking with each other. There was constant laughter.At first, she was wary. Apparently, somewhere on a subconscious level, she expected a negative attitude towards herself, but seeing in the eyes of others, first interest, and then friendliness, she relaxed and really enjoyed communication.Maxim was present only at the very beginning, then he delivered a parting speech and left the dining room. My brother and I stayed.With the departure of the alpha, everyone sighed more freely. Today, for the first time, I saw the influence on those around him of an aura of authority that covered everyone like a heavy veil. And by judgment I realized that it had a weaker effect on me than on the others. I almost did not feel the danger emanating from him. But I saw how this feeling is reflected in
The awakening was abrupt - the signal of the car seemed to be pulled out of sleep. Alinka also jumped up, and we sleepily turned our heads. Looks like we've already entered the city. Good soundproofing of the car allowed us to sleep longer, cutting off from the hum of the morning metropolis.About twenty minutes later, Maxim stopped near the square, said that he needed to leave on business, and, unloading us, left. Marta waved her hand to the side, directed us to a cafe across the square and also rushed off to some nearby acquaintance.And Alina and I, like two sleepy owlets, stretching, headed in the indicated direction. I don't know about her, but I was craving coffee.The glances, though rare in the morning, of the men we met slipped over me, as if not noticing, and clung to Alina. For three months I have lost the habit of this feeling - a faceless, white crow. And this trip and the behavior of Maxim brought me back from heaven to the sinful earth, where I belong. You can be a roma
- Leah, Lee-and-and-I. Are you home? a voice broke through my dream.- Yes, at home, at home, where else could she be. You don't smell like home. Lee-i-i-i! - already the second voice.I sat on the bed, not really waking up and not understanding who was calling me, until two women entered my bedroom - Oksana and Marina.- Nu here is, snoozing! And I told you!- Yes, wait, you said, you said. Leah, are you sick?I shook my head in denial and, recovering myself, jumped out of bed:- Hi. What are you doing here?- Ha! Well, look at this shaggy miracle! Did you hear it? - Oksana turned to Marina.- Yes, I heard! Get away from the girl! Leah, are you sure you're fine? - already Marina.“Yes,” I stammered, already understanding what was happening. Oh, I must have overslept. I don't even know how it happened... Sorry! - and recollecting herself, she asked: - What are you doing here?Both of them, as if on command, grunted, opened their mouths at the same time, but Oksana was ahead of her fri