- Amalia, you're about to fall!Lana flew into my office without knocking, making me jump in surprise on a flimsy chair, which is why I really almost fell.- Seriously?! Grabbing the edge of the table, and rejoicing at the newfound balance, I stared at my assistant with disapproval.- You can't even imagine! - the girl tried to smooth her hand over the unruly mop of red hair, which only added to her hairstyle even more mess. We will solve all our financial problems today!I did not share the optimism. We had enough problems, and it would be very disappointing if, despite all my efforts, everything goes to waste!For five years I worked as a chameleon to earn myself an impeccable reputation as a true professional in this city. Grabbed for any orders, not disdaining almost anything.Pretend to be a virtuous wife and mother of the family while she herself spends the weekend with her lover? Easily! To portray a decent daughter of a count so that a profitable groom would like the girl on t

Unable to restrain myself, I whistled. Still would! Marriage marks are a direct blessing of the Gods who approved this union. This is actually a wedding, only in a magical way. True, I don’t quite understand why the kids suddenly decided to take an oath of eternal fidelity to each other. Terrible! In adults, after such oaths, marks on their hands rarely appeared, but here there are still children!It suddenly became unbearably sorry for the magician's son. I didn’t really have time to fall in love with my bride, as she died. And death does not cancel the heard oath of allegiance. Now, until the end of his days, he will live with longing for this girl, not paying attention to all the female representatives. Alone all my life. No family, no children. No, women can be present in his life, but only for the sake of satisfying needs, nothing more. And without an emotional attachment from a magician, it is impossible to get pregnant. Sorry guy.I see you know very well what that means. Stran

Wolves are caught not by a race, but by a trick,or retribution for recklessness.I quickly found myself next to Akulina, this time the transfer went without surprises. Except for the insane weakness that washed over me in a sharp wave, along with an attack of nausea.- Hi! - Having thrust papers from the king directly into Lina's hands, I lay down on the grass next to her, trying to come to my senses. - No food, read! But fast!- What is it?“I have no idea, they are clean for me, the king specially wrote for you,” closing my eyes, I muttered in response, trying to even out my breathing. - Well, your family drove me today!- Our family? - the princess was surprised and rustled the papers, obviously starting to read the contents of the instructions.While she was silent in concentration, I felt a little better. I was even able to feel a connection with the she-wolf, albeit a little weak. It was as if someone had erected an invisible concrete wall between us. Pleasant little, but I hop

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

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