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Chronicles of the Wolf The wolf. The hunt.
Caught a tribe of vampires. And the tribe is small, but they were talking about Bjorn...they and Wentworth were united by hatred, a burning hatred for the white vampire.— I will let you live and you will even be subjects of the north if you tell me anything about the weak points of such an indestructible bloodsucker as Bjorn!— the air rustled inside.As if it were not air, but fire, hellfire roars in the heart of Wentfort.— What other weaknesses? He's inflexible. He has no weak points.— said one of the gang.— I see. The conversation is over.—Wentworth said calmly.The gun is always in constant dangerous proximity and there is enough silver.Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot.Karsten calmly watches the ashes being swept away.***An awful lot of time had passed, so much, so much...even a couple of seconds seemed like an eternity for the northern king of Wentfort Karsten, the mad king.Olga thought she had killed him!Branches slash across the face, leaving even bloody streaks like the
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A glass of poison completed this era as well.Fortunately, she was longer and happier than Marion's madness. Bloody Queen Marion...there were no battles in those days...No one thought when the crown would find the next poor guy.David Doyle... Oh, how many people felt sorry for this guy!The Crown chose one of the councilor's children. The youngest, a fifteen-year-old sinless angel.David Doyle... Ah, poor, unhappy, beautiful David Doyle!No one has ever seen a more beautiful young man. White, like snow, eyes of incredible beauty, blue and beautiful, like the boundless sky itself or the water surface.His portraits and self-portraits are still kept in the castle. The world has never seen such extraordinary beauty before...— Why do you think it's necessary to attack the midnighters? Ghouls and vampires just drink from animals, they do not harm anyone!— the guy said softly to his uncle. His uncle helped him, although many were against him.John wasn't exactly angry...he wanted power
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— Done!—Christophe clapped his hands to be noticed.— Well done.— Olga looked under the hood, inspecting the new engine, as if criticizing a picture.— Well, that's right, I tried. And now I will listen to my priceless bloodsucker even more often, because the engine is really great!—Jansen sighed.— That's what there is only one nuance: there is almost no gasoline. And I don't carry fuel in my pockets. Something needs to be done.—— There is no sunlight outside? If not, I can go out and quickly check all the tanks. I'm many seconds faster than the others. Running is my main strength among the few.—Stefan tugged at the laces on his hood.— Go, there is no sun, it's night outside. —Stefan quickly flew out of hiding, raising the wind.From the outside, it seemed that this was more the work of some phenomenal hurricane than an eternally young boy with snow-white hair.— What are you looking at like that? I'm already here!—Stefan slapped Christophe and Maria on the shoulders from behind.T
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At the next stop, Christophe feels a strong heat rising through his body.— Christophe...—Maria put her arm around his shoulders from behind.— Darling, you're so silent today...—— And what? You'd better stay away from me for now, I think I'm getting sick. I don't want to infect you.— Jansen had difficulty hiding the aggression coming out.— If something happened, you should have told me. You know that my blood can cure absolutely everything.— the girl said, sitting down next to him.— That's just I'll find my knife ... —— Don't!—Jansen waved him off.— Christophe,—the vampire turned him around to face her.— You usually look into the souls of others yourself, but now I clearly see that there is something wrong with you! —— Maria...—Christophe lowered his voice.— Let's not talk about it. It's impossible to change us anyway...—— Christophe... Sometimes I just hate for everything this whole life... You're also sulking, even though you know it's tearing my soul apart!— Maria kissed the
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The ignition buzzes, similar in sound to a bee.Guy Cornelius watches the car, hanging with his feet on a tree branch.If they weren't so sleepy, Bjorn would have definitely smelled it... The smell of its creator...— ... Bjorn! There is a refrigerator under you! Either get off it, or get me an energy drink!—Christoph calls out to the Swede.— Uh, now! I'll get it now!—The blond hesitated.The refrigerator under him made something like a crack. It was like he said, "Hey, take it all out of me! I'm already full!"The vampire pulled out a frosted jar from the refrigerator with the signature "Adrenaline Rush".— Are you falling asleep already? Maybe it's better to stop?— asks the Swede.— Everyone is already falling asleep, even you. Do you remember when we left? You were asleep then.— seeing the uncomprehending look, Finn just laughed.— And now you're going to continue to claim that you're not sleeping?—— Haha, caught, yes! — Bjorn yawned loudly.— I'm a little sleepy from something, it
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Danger.Maria and Olga learned to feel this smell very many years ago.— To arms!—Olga said softly.He and his daughter have learned to feel each other's awakening.Taking up knives, the wolf and the vampire jumped out of hiding.Soldiers, it turned out to be wolf soldiers.— Olga Karsten, lay down your arms!—One of them cocked his rifle.— Don't try to escape, this is silver bullets!—Olga raises her hands, but Maria turns out to be behind the soldiers.Clenching the larynx of one of the soldiers with her teeth, she tore off the head of another.— Get out if you love your life!—The vampire screamed with bloody lips.— Think all about those who are dear to you and to whom you are dear... They'll never see you if you follow orders the same way!—One guy took a step back, but the others still cocked their rifles.— No!—this guy shouted.—What did the vampires do to us? Tell me, what did they do to us? I can't find a reason to shoot them!—— You're crazy!—One of the soldiers said.— Yes, you
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— Name?— a man with glasses came into the room with a notebook.— If you want to burn us, why the hell are you interrogating us?—Olga asked.— This is a laboratory, not a torture chamber.— the man lowered his eyes.— Well... so... Your name?—— Olga Karsten!— the wolf screamed.— Olga Karsten, Queen of the north by right of battle. Are you dissecting us now?—— No. We are not the kind of people who kill those separated from human DNA. We are studying you. Maybe we can cure these abnormalities. So... Three pale guys. Are you not related? What are your names?—— None of your business, man!—Bjorn hissed. The current suddenly went through the handcuffs. Bjorn gritted his teeth. The Swede's fingers turned white.— Bastard!—Maria snapped.— People are stupid, don't blame fools for their stupidity...—Bjorn whispered in Swedish.None of them said anything. The lights were turned off and they were left chained in the dark.— What kind of freaks are they?—Christophe tugged at the chains.— Silver
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When going outside, Mathias was hidden in a titanium chest with a small window. — The further away, the grayer and scarier everything around...—Maria said softly. — The cemetery as it is...—Olga echoed.— As long as the dead don't come out of the ground...— There are autumn trees around, as if someone's crooked fingers are climbing out of the ground. — I want to go back to the box...—Bjorn said anxiously. — Alas, there will be no more boxes for a very long time...— Guy sighed. — vampires didn't put a lot of boxes...— A car drives by, everyone very conveniently managed to duck. — Patrol...—Stefan says softly. — How big is it?—Bjorn asked. — Very big. Sixty people and werewolves instead of watchdogs. We shouldn't be moving yet. We're not in the olfactory zone, so they're just... We are not breathing!—Stefan slid down sharply.— We're not breathing... They're closer...— Having slightly distorted the route, the community of pure bloods again deviated to their path. — Let's run to th