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Wolf’s Bane TEMPTATIONS RIGHT AT THE DOOR
The memory was over. Eron was back in his camp. The coffee was now ready and served in his oversized tin cup. He shook the sugar at the bottom of it with his not-silver spoon, and he was about to have a sip of the very hot beverage. His mind had been very active in the little time this morning that he had been ‘conscious’ so far, and after the massage that never happened, along with the memory of his past missions, he was deeply thoughtful. “Maybe it’s for the best if I’m not an expert assassin anymore. Just maybe, if I really am losing it and I cannot become a killer again, I can finally do what I came here for, which is to genuinely start over, have a new life, be a new person and truly turn over a new leaf,” he thought, with a certain lady at the back of his mind all the time. At first, he didn't seem to realize it, but then… “And, of course, Diwana doesn’t deserve a killer for a partner…” He took another sip of his coffee, then froze. “Wait, what? What did I just say? No no
Wolf’s Bane TEMPTATIONS RIGHT AT THE DOOR TOO
"Nah… My father wanted me to be something I can never be," Eron said as he placed Di's things inside his tent for safekeeping. "My brother was pushed to be perfect, and the only one that really cared for me, I had to leave behind…" “I see… was… uh… was it a lady? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, of course,” she said, feeling her cheeks turning a bit red as she rushed through her last words... Her thoughts: "Why do I care if this person is a woman or not? A man like him was probably surrounded by girls all the time! Diwana… What are you thinking now? He’s nicer than what you’re used to and now you’re thinking more than you should dare to. Remember your place… and also… remember your curse…" She was almost lost in her thoughts, getting sad again, when his words surprised her. “Oh, yes. Indeed, she is a woman. My brother’s wife… everybody saw us more brother and sister than they would see my brother and I as siblings. We’re so close that we call each other twins… Well, I
Wolf’s Bane DISTURBING SECRETS
Myron woke up pretty early for this task since he didn’t want too many people at the precinct when he finally got there. He didn’t plan to stay there for long, either. Just get the stuff and go, hit and run as he would always say as a joke among his colleagues. He was quite the charmer in their department, which made his “sideline” even less likely to be discovered. Besides, the fact that he’s a locally decorated hero twice in his lifetime would definitely put any naysayers or doubters at bay. All he really needed to do was to be careful so he wouldn’t be caught while making sure his “client” would be satisfied with his services. So far, he’s doing pretty well… “Baby, it’s still too early… Why are you getting up already…?” a sleepy, sweet voice said beside him. He looked at his naked wife-to-be who was looking up at him with cute goo-goo eyes, obviously upset that he wouldn’t be staying to snuggle. The boyish-looking cop smiled at her, feeling himself going hard at the longing exp
Wolf’s Bane SERG, THE PROTEGE
Myron knew exactly who was at the evidence section that day so he was confident that he wouldn’t be questioned. It was quite a surprise for him to hear Constable Sergei Grant, AKA Serg, to actually ask him what his request was for. "No offence intended, Sir, but you aren’t connected to the team in charge of this case if I remember correctly,” the younger officer said while scratching behind his uniform’s collar. The Detective’s thoughts: “Ok, he’s not exactly aggressive towards me so that would mean he’s just a little unsure about the consequences of giving in to my request. Not so hard to deal with…” "Yup, I do admit it. I’m not part of the investigators in this case. However, I have this feeling that there’s an angle here that we can use to finally bring down those bastards.” "Do you mean the governor’s private army, The Argerlich?” "Shhh, be careful what you say out loud, Serg. You know that there’s no proof that the governor is indeed the leader of those Argers.” "Come on, Li
Wolf’s Bane QUESTIONABLE COINCIDENCES
Jack was still in front of the mass of lumber workers, slowly coming out of the memories of his last teenage years. Yet, the images didn’t stop, and the ones that came next were not the easiest ones… Not too long after the small argument between Jack and his father after church, he would be sent away to study. His father would have said at the time that it was because he had to continue the family business, and even if that was believable for him, he always kept in the back of his mind that his parents Did that to keep him from thinking about his lost sister. It had only been a few months since he left the village and lived in the city of another country while he graduated from his career in administration. It would even help make the lie believable… That his sister was now with a guy… A foreigner, happy somewhere else… Even Jack wanted to believe that. But then, the other girls that disappeared from the village, where did they go? It couldn’t have been all fake, since he saw t
Wolf’s Bane THE OGRE
He was also called “The Ogre” by the majority of the city’s populace… At least, that was the name given to him by those who were aware of the private army he led and operated. Of course, he was also aware that this dreaded nickname of his was due to the constant mispronunciation of his highly feared organization’s name and not because he chose it. Well, he didn’t mind… As long as they remained a threat to their enemies and their dreadful reputation remained strong in their territories, then he would keep such a tag. After all, it was the people who had given him that frightening label, and if it worked to him and his men’s advantage, then so be it. Besides, he would rather have his real name remain a secret. And speaking of secrets, though it was an “open secret” that his mafia-like band of around 100 or so men was actually owned by the governor himself, there was still no solid evidence or proof that these allegations were true. Due to this, he was considered the leader of this g
Wolf’s Bane DANGEROUS PLANS
“Diwa, this mushroom soup is great!” one of the guys around her, spoon in his mouth, told her, complimenting her food that definitely deserved it. “The pastries are perfect, Di, I love them,” another one said, his face full of crumbles. From one of her sides, Eron looked at her dreamily, feeling even more proud than if he had made an achievement himself. And he wasn’t fully conscious of what he was feeling, or noticing how he was lost looking at her. “I can’t believe how good this pasta smells, Miss Di,” one of the younger workers said. “I can barely stop myself from eating it now instead of at lunch! So tempting!” Meanwhile, Jack thought and wondered what had happened today with the craziest of the guys that worked for him. “Where the hell did this man go, seriously? In the two years that he has been supervisor here, he has been late twice, and both times he at least texted me.” “Hey, Jack, why so serious? What happened?” Eron asked, seeing the worry on his boss’s face. The for
Wolf’s Bane CLOSENESS AND CONFLICTS
The morning was warm and bright and it was the perfect time for her and her children to harvest the ripe fruits and fresh vegetables from their backyard. The smiling redhead was now carrying a large woven basket with her, as her grinning seven-year-old son and giggling five-year-old daughter followed her with smaller baskets of their own. "Mommy, mommy, look at this!” loudly announced the sweet little lass with blond, curly hair that was tied and braided with a cute violet ribbon. "My strawberry plants have ripe fruits now.” The mommy gave a pretend gasp of delight that was totally believable to her children. “Oh, my goodness, baby. You’re right! They are finally ripe! Good girl!” "But they look so small, mommy,” stated the big brother, who earned a pout from his little sister. “Oh, they may be tiny, my darling boy, but they are twice sweeter than the ones we buy at the grocery store. Come on, both of you try it.” "NO! He said bad things about my strawberries. He has no right to