"So, you, me, him, Velkan, we're all wolves," he concludes, and I nod my head.
"And how did they catch you?" I ask him after I'm silent so he can assimilate everything I just told him.
"Well, I was with my mother and my sister, they're both beautiful, you know?" he tells me with a smile, but with some sadness, in her eyes "the girl is my half-sister, mom joined a banished wolf after my father left her and took me. When she found me she brought me to a community of outcasts, but life with them is very difficult and we heard that the Silver Pack accepted outcasts. But it was all a hoax and here I am.
"Where is your family now?" I ask him when I see that there is only him, me, and two other boys in the cell.
"My mother, her partner, and my sister were taken to the cells upstairs a while ago, along with ten others. Every other day they do the same thing. We have a week here, more or less" his voice cracks, "those who leave don't come back. I'm so scared, Bian
"Are you okay?" the beautiful woman in her late thirties across from me asks. Her hands touch me shakily. Her smile is a bit shy and her touch is warmer than I could ever think.My mother.How long I thought that phrase was not allowed. It still feels weird.As an orphan, I suppressed even thinking about her, at least in the last five years, when I understood that I had to continue with my life without the presence of a mother. But, in those dreams that one cannot control, when you are totally relaxed sleeping soundly, I imagined myself with one of her, although in reality I only laughed with her and played that she did not catch me.It was when I woke up and thought they were nightmares because reality hit me and that dream only mocked me with desire and in the most blatant way possible. A mother was an illusion in an orphan's life. But now I found her, she's here and she's taking care of me."Yes," I reply, "I'm fine, thank you."“Bu
My brain begins to come out of surprise and process what is happening. The familiar face makes me laugh with relief."God, Velkan!" My heart returns to normal mode, "I thought all of you were the scholars who came to get more blood samples.""We leave those sleeping in their laboratory," he replies, "although I'm not sure for how long, we drug them and close that pavilion from the inside, but the guards have other ways to enter, so go up quickly," he rushes us and I give way to my mother to climb, then the twins go, and I follow them to the end. Velkan looks at me with a frown and I look back at him, because I remember I am angry with him.He's on Kieran's side and he's the one who locked me in the room, to begin with!And he says he is my brother!When we're upstairs, I see that Frans is accompanying Velkan on what I assume is the rescue mission for my family, which Ketin must have armed. Frans nods his head to greet me."Do you really thin
"Wake up, Bianca!" Meg yells in my ear and I open her eyes somewhat stunned. She run my hand over my neck, which hurts from having slept badly in the chair next to Matt's bed, who had a fever all night. Poor boy, he didn't stop complaining about the discomfort, but Richard doesn't want to take us to the hospital for care. He says they are full of germs and that one comes in with one disease and leaves with three others. Sometimes that kind of mania on his part of him annoys me, like, for example, he does not like I'm around when he's meditating. But with the fact that he doesn't want to take us to the doctor, he goes too far. Luckily for him, the guys who live in his foster home are very healthy, of course, except when a disease like chickenpox falls on us. As always, I am at the foot of the bed when he feels bad. No idea how to cure them. Not nurse, nor do I want to be one, I am going to be a lawyer and mine is the law, not injections. Luckily, all the guys
"Have nothing to wear," I whisper to Kayra, who rolls her eyes. We are in my room. We told Richard we were going to have sleepover, trying to keep Meg from finding out about it because we don't want to break her heart from her. "Don't worry," she says, while she rummages through his suitcase, "I have some dresses here that should fit you well." She puts a couple of suits on my bed, the first is intense salmon, loose in the front, but it fits at the waist with some black leather straps and has a full skirt that reaches mid-thigh, at back side it has a neckline that reaches the middle back, which is intertwined with a leather strap, equal to the one in front. The second is satin, with three-quarter sleeves and a neckline at the front, which fits at the bodice and flares at mid-thighs. Both are perfect to wear with my black ankle boots, but I go for the first one as it makes me look a bit medieval. Kayra has no choice but to put on the second one. Since we are b
"She's already waking up," I hear a male voice next to me, "we must give her something to keep her unconscious." Have a shooting pain in my temple and my mouth is dry. Eyes are still closed. I feel scared. I don't quite remember how I got here or where I am or who these people are. "We can't give her more drugs, what she took was enough to put a horse to sleep," says a girl, "but she drank it all like water, she has too much resistance to liquor or to liquor plus drugs, in any case." "What did you expect of her, Astrid?" Another girl says, whose voice I recognize, "her liver must process what they put on her, alcohol, drugs, whatever. Anyone would love a liver like that,” she scoffs. "Told you I found her," the man says again. Now I'm sure who he is. Velkan. "Realized the moment I saw her, darling," says the other girl, "she's just like her, I have no doubt." Beginning to remember. These are Kayra's friends, and they drugged me. Velkan
"What?" I make fun of Kieran when we are in his room, "do you need an excuse to get a woman?" My lips are pursed with rage and my mouth is still dripping poison, "try to touch me and I rip your head off." Kieran laughs out loud at my threat. It's true, he's huge, he must be about six feet four inches tall, and his body is very muscular, so a small thing like me shouldn't stand a chance in comparison. That doesn't mean that I'm going to make it so easy for him, if he thinks that I am going to fall at his feet, he is very wrong. "Why don't eat and stop threatening me?" He says laughing, trying to get back to his cold position without succeeding, "I just want you to be well and you're hungry, that's why you must eat." "If you want me well, take me home," I snap, "do you know how difficult it is for an orphan girl to get someone to care for her?" "You are not an orphan, and you are not alone", he tries to tell me with the greatest kindness that hi
"It's going to be fine, my alpha," I hear Velkan say, who is sitting on the bed next to mine. Eyes are narrowed and the pain in my side draws a groan from my mouth. "Are you sure?" Kayra asks him in a shaking voice "that branch was stuck between her ribs, and it must have punctured her lung. She was drenched in blood. From what I know, she must have even pierced his heart." "Remember who she is," Velkan replies, but before he continues, I try to sit up. "And who am I supposed to be?" I tell him, looking at my side. The pain diminishes little by little as if I had taken some pain medicine and now it was taking effect, "and I think you two are exaggerating, I just scratched myself, look," I show Kayra, who is putting her hand to her mouth. The medicine or whatever they recently gave me to take effect and now I am much better. I sit on the bed edge still weak and look around me. The sun rays hit me directly in the face and I rub my eyes. Derrick and Fran
The U-shaped table is chaired by Kyle in the middle, with his wife Luna on one side and Kieran on the other. Richard and I sit opposite. He runs his hands over his face several times, leaving one hand stroking his three-day beard, as he does every time, he is speechless. But I have too many things to say, and I don't have time for him to take the courage he needs, so I break the awkward silence. "How did you get there first than us?" Richard looks at me in surprise, because I'm sure he didn't expect that to be my first question. "We took a plane," he answers me, "they told me that they took you by car and it was fine, it is more difficult for them to detect you," he adds as if it were normal to use the word "detect". I deep breath. I think neither he nor I can wait to think about this for another second. "Is everything they told me true, Richard?" I ask him. "It depends on what they have told you, Bianca," he answers me, "the great truth is th