Jack sat up in his chair, still looking incredulously at Jeremy. How could this happen? Why? Jack couldn't understand."So what's the matter?" Jeremy said with a cheerful smile. - What kind of faces of surprise?- Jer, is that really you? - incredulously looking at his brother, the leader asked.- Ha, well, you give, Jack! You don't seem to be drinking alcohol! Or did something change a lot while I was away?The smile never left Jeremy's face. He walked across the office and sat on the edge of the table, crossing his legs and crossing his arms over his chest.- Or are you blind, Jack? Can't you see that your brother is sitting in front of you?Mike and Nick sat in silence, watching the leader's brother. They, like Jack, could not believe that Jeremy was alive and completely healthy in front of them.- Why are you alive? - Jack asked, raising his voice and point-blank looking at his brother.- So, I don't understand, - the smile slowly faded from Jeremy's handsome face. - What are you

Emily, left alone after Jack left, went to the part of the room he had told her about. And no matter how terrible it was for her to be in this strange place, where there are no windows at all, no one canceled natural needs.Walking to the place where, according to Jack, the door should be, Amy really saw that it was disguised as the color of the wallpaper, and the handle resembled a small hook, pressing on which ... Amy got into ... the bathroom? And this is what Jack calls a bathroom?The girl's eyes widened in shock! No, this is not a bathroom, this is a real ... swimming pool! Swimming pool, damn it! A huge, spacious room, made in dark blue, intertwined with azure, tones. Everything is tiled. Everything except gender. The floor was paved, if the girl was not mistaken, with marble. And the mirror was on...- What is it with him? Fetish, isn't it? - Amy muttered in amazement, passing into this room to better look around.The mirror was located on the ceiling! Just like in Jack's bedr

John left the room, in which, suspended on chains and hooks, hung the former leader of the Night Shadows clan, whom the Hunter killed with a blow of his blades.- Well, minus one wolf in my piggy bank after returning. It remains to destroy the entire clan and the girl at the same time. No, first this uninitiated one, and then I’ll deal with the clan,” John said, stroking his blades and going up the stairs. Cyrus was not in the basement, so he was waiting for his student upstairs.Holding blades and a bloody T-shirt in his hands, Black climbed the stairs and whistled a cheerful tune. After a few minutes of brisk walking, he found himself in the room of the Head of the Coven.- Well, what can you say? - Sitting in an armchair by the fireplace with a book in his hands and not taking his eyes off her, Cyrus asked.John walked across the room, sat down in a chair opposite the fireplace, and placed his weapon in his lap, dropping his bloody T-shirt on the floor."After the Beast, my T-shirt

John just nodded back at him; he knew Steve was scared, but Hunter had no other choice.Cole got up from the couch and walked over to a small table that had a bottle of whiskey and a glass on it. Turning his back to John, and at the same time taking the bottle, he said sadly:- I would never have thought that the person to whom I could easily entrust my life would take it away.Blake didn't answer. Instead, he took a few steps towards the man who, with a trembling hand, was trying to pour the amber liquid into a glass. John slowly approached his now, probably, former friend, holding his blades ready to deliver one single blow - to the heart. Quick and easy death. This is all that he can offer a friend so that he does not suffer for a long time.Steve, trembling with fear all over, turned to Black and looked him straight in the eyes - blue and bottomless, in which sincere regret was read."I'm sorry, Steve, I don't really have any other choice," he said softly.Col took one long gulp o

Jer sighed heavily, and Mike asked:- What's the situation?“Yes, Jer and Amy quarreled a little, for which my brother received a log in the forehead, and not from me,” Jack laughed, looking cheerfully at his brother, who muttered with his head bowed:- I decided to show her my Beast, and she ... is a crazy hysteric.- Oh, how interesting! Mike laughed. - So, the teeth of the little wolf are erupting.- Yes, the character begins to show, it is not for nothing that she is a true she-wolf, albeit a rootless one. I wonder what breed she's from? There have been no true she-wolves in our clan for a long time, and I’m completely silent about the born wolf cubs, ”Jack said calmly.“I don’t know,” came a low mutter from the bed: Nick was speaking, closely following the men. “But I don’t think that she is from the Southern clan, because everyone was killed there a long time ago, and the Eastern clan protects every female, especially if she is true.- That's right, Nick, - supported his version