Reed's look was saying, just broadcasting to the whole neighborhood, that I was going to be in trouble. We took Cathy, or whatever it was, to the camp, where the rest of our guys, led by Reed, returned very soon. Unfortunate rescuers, I wanted to say, but stopped when I ran into the leader.Reid stood with his arms folded across his chest and stared at me.“Good luck,” Alex said as he passed.I shot my friend with a lightning glare, and went to give up with the most innocent expression on my face. When the leader is dissatisfied, this is bad. When the leader is your cousin ... This promises big problems."We'll talk at home," Reid said.And the day started out so well...The girl was placed on a stretcher, and Alex and Travis carefully carried her to the beginning of the hiking trail, where they left the cars. One guy from the girl's company went with us, the rest began to collect the camp. The holidays are over.This time I chose to trail at the end so as not to loom in front of Reed
Reed's look was saying, just broadcasting to the whole neighborhood, that I was going to be in trouble. We took Cathy, or whatever it was, to the camp, where the rest of our guys, led by Reed, returned very soon. Unfortunate rescuers, I wanted to say, but stopped when I ran into the leader.Reid stood with his arms folded across his chest and stared at me.“Good luck,” Alex said as he passed.I shot my friend with a lightning glare, and went to give up with the most innocent expression on my face. When the leader is dissatisfied, this is bad. When the leader is your cousin ... This promises big problems."We'll talk at home," Reid said.And the day started out so well...The girl was placed on a stretcher, and Alex and Travis carefully carried her to the beginning of the hiking trail, where they left the cars. One guy from the girl's company went with us, the rest began to collect the camp. The holidays are over.This time I chose to trail at the end so as not to loom in front of Reed
Red Cottage, the ancestral home of the Cooper family, greeted me with silence. I closed the front door, blocking out the sounds from outside. She sighed and made her way to the kitchen.“Oh, I should have agreed to lunch,” I dejectedly assessed the remnants of food in the refrigerator.She always said so, but invariably returned to the house, where only the memory of the once large Cooper family remained. I put the last portion of lasagna on to bask and with some even pleasure began to wash the empty baking sheet. The food is out, which means it will be back soon.“Now I’ll go and eat in the living room.” What do you say to that? After all, you’re never home anyway,” I grumbled under my breath as I set the table.She didn’t go into the living room either, although she always threatened to. As well as rearranging all the dishes in the cabinets, as well as moving all the furniture in the house. Bluffed. Because it's really scary, to be honest. Grandma Cooper evoked supernatural fear and
Eh, the day of Initiation would come sooner. The soul requires a holiday and rest, - she stretched, and a smile returned to her face again. She infected me too, it was impossible to look at this round, radiant face and not pick up her mood. “And Grandma Cooper will be back, right?”- Of course.I could not even imagine the rite of the pack without her presence.***The holiday of the family and the rite of initiation is the day when we accepted newly converted wolf cubs into the pack. They were present for the first time at the rite of the flock and secret paths were opened to them.Usually, the first revolutions happened about six years. The crisis of five years was familiar not only to human children. Most often it happened out of control under the power of strong emotions. The first turn is exhausting and difficult to repeat after. Today, children will be helped to apply a special infusion that suppresses the human essence.Two wolf cubs will join the pack this year. It was a whole
“Keep up, T-Rex,” I whispered to my nephew and tugged at his T-shirt sleeve.Morgan could not stand it and giggled, but immediately covered his mouth with his palm. But it was too late. Rita turned to face us.It was afternoon, and while the elders were clearing the table, the younger ones were enjoying themselves. And me, of course. I love bugs!And wolves' blind man's buff is not just child's play. This is a real test. Now ten-year-old Rita, blindfolded, had to not only find the players, but also not grab Lemon. Therefore, we often called this game "Lemon"."Shall we play Lemon?""Who will be Lemon this time?"“Maybe this time we will have three Lemons?”And all because one or several players were splashed with lemon juice before the start of the game. And with the help of two senses - hearing and smell - the leader had to catch everyone except Lemon. But the difficulty was that if the players were in contact, then the smell was transferred. And it was quite difficult to recognize w
The heat from the fire touched the skin from afar. It scorched, made it burn, but as soon as you turned away, you again plunged into the cool of the night.On the edge of the forest behind our houses, we built a huge fire, its flame seemed to reach to the very heavens. Sparks rose, and they could no longer be distinguished from the stars.Everyone was here, even the children who were supposed to sleep. The elders sang old mournful songs until Rock began to dance to shake off the sleepy spirit.“Stop howling,” Ba interrupted and clapped her hands. - Turn on your hurdy-gurdy.Rock, as if waiting for a signal, immediately connected the speaker. The sound of incendiary music resounded throughout the district. Alien to the silent forest, but so suitable for dancing.Martha and I spun happily and started dancing around the fire. Soon only the old people were left sitting, and all the rest were rushing around the fire in a frantic dance. We danced, changed in pairs, moving towards each other
Now we were both breathing heavily and staring into each other's eyes.“So don’t piss me off, Kira. And I can control myself.They didn't look away. They couldn't get enough oxygen. And my hand was still pressed to his chest, and I felt the pulsation of his heart. So often, so loudly.And then the attraction was gone. And we rushed to each other. Alex pressed me to him, eagerly pressing his lips. Capturing, crushing. I pulled him by the neck, forcing him to be closer, erasing the slightest boundaries. We choked on feelings. It wasn't a kiss, it was a thirst we were trying to quench.His hands moved lower, down to my hips, pressing me closer, tighter. And I didn't need any more clues - I grabbed his shoulders, Alex lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. We were indivisible, reveling in each other.But then I let out a muffled growl, and closed my eyes against the unbearable burning inside. I loosened my legs and Alex lowered me to the ground. He still pressed me to him, touchi
Because Alex came out of Reed's office with a bag in his hands. Derek stopped him and began to search for something in the numerous pockets of the bag. And Alex waited patiently, leaning on the railing with one arm.I waited for the moment when he would turn his head and see me. Ten, nine, eight, seven… Alex looked at me. I managed to see a moment of confusion on his face. Just a second. And then, as if the old expression had been blown away by the wind, he smiled. So childish and carefree. But not with the eyes.And everything is like the first time. Like those sixteen years of mine. When, putting the pegs for the tent, we first bumped our foreheads, then laughed, and then Alex pulled my face with his hand and kissed it. The kiss lasted for about a minute, until my she-wolf came, challenging his wolf. And then that look.And at my eighteen. Right after the birthday, when we were alone.Nothing has changed. We were pulled and thrown back. And the gap between us grew.And at the next m