Jade walked in the direction of the kitchen. It had to be really early so Izen wasn't awake yet. She yawned and opened the door. Everything was clean and organized. The wolf was definitely highly organized. Without him she really would not have been able to run such a large house successfully.
With gentle steps she approached the stove. She had never turned it on, but she had seen Izen do it before. Beside her was a large flat iron rod with which the wolf stirred the wood. She ran her hand across her face slightly above the scar on her cheek and smiled slightly. She was determined and she would do it.
In the room Izen stirred without being able to move a lot. He opened his eyes heavily. He was in the middle of Karia and Makia and they tangled their legs together with him. They were completely naked and the heat was already suffocating. Supposedly the night would be spent alone with Makia but halfway through an impatient wolf joined them after not bearing hearing the
Jade was checking her cheek in the mirror. It didn't look bad. Unlike before when she had to wear makeup and Izen strategically combed her hair so it wouldn't show; now she wouldn't have to use those methods. Thanks to Vladek the scar was barely visible, a different coloration on her skin, but there was no trace of what it was before and that was good, very good. The smile on her face didn't go away. Now she could walk down the street like an ordinary human without the fear that they might recognize her as the map. Although she had to admit that everything had been calmer lately. Apparently Yino was only interested in her brother being the one to find him and as the latter was not very interested. She left the room. She had woken up alone, Vladek had only left her a note that he was going to leave and because of the tranquility of the house she imagined that he leave with his two siblings. -Good morning Izen- she entered the kitchen where he moved fro
Jade trembled. From the big toe to the last hair on her head. She saw the wolf pacing from one side to the other and swallowed hard, imagining all the things he could do to her again. She was terrified; terrified of that wolf and the way he was looking at her. But this time she wasn't crying, she wouldn't be pleased. She had to be strong or at least look strong and apparently that helped. In their previous encounters, when she even cried for pleasure, the wolf seemed to enjoy himself, now he was different, he felt tense and irritated. Jade didn't know if that was good or bad. With that madman everything was bad. At least this time her hands were tied in front and although little she could still move her fingers. She smiled slightly. If there was one thing she had learned, it was that she had to at least protect herself when she went out, which is why in the sash of her tunic she carried the dagger that had been stolen that time. And this time it seemed she would
Jade clutched the dagger in her hands. Her mind running so fast she could barely open her eyes from the pain. Even so she must think. Remember what she had read in books. She went through one by one until her eyes snapped open… so that was it. She swallowed hard and looked at the two beasts that continued to bite each other like rabid animals. She was worried about Vladek and seeing the wounds on his body she definitely had to do something. The dagger in her hands was not just any weapon. The blade is not that it was sacred; it is that it was made of a type of material that could kill a wolf. She had remembered. Wolves were long-lived animals, very long-lived. Many did not know how many years they could last. Most died when their partner left this world, only if they were their true partners. She imagined that Vladek was not so in love, that’s how he had been able to survive all this time. And also with their fast level of healing it was very difficult
Nobody moved. Only the wind blew around everyone moving the hair of the human, the fur of the living wolves ... and the dead wolf. Still no one dared to do anything. It seemed unreal. Only after a few long seconds where everyone was tense, Vladek was the first to move. He leaned in a little and licked Jade's cheek that was stiff between his legs. The young woman was startled but smiled when she noticed that the wolf was next to her. Then Vladek advanced with measured steps in the direction of his brother. Thanks. The word still echoed in his mind. Thanks for that? He did not understand it. Perhaps he wanted me to kill him. He could not believe it. He was so confused.He stopped next to his brother. Yes, his brother. The one he grew up with; the one who was once his best friend; the one who was part of his family. He lowered his head slowly and touched his body with the tip of his nose. But there was no reply. Yino no longer had a puls
5 years later Vladek was in the garden of his house looking at that old tree that brought back memories. It was the first thing he saw when he bought the house and promised that he would be happy. At the time, he never imagined that this would come true years later. Because yes, he was a completely happy wolf. -Stop there, you're going to fall- Izen's voice echoed in the room. Vladek felt something toss against his leg and his robe was pulled. When he lowered his head he found a small head of brown hair with a huge smile. He bent down and carried the barely three-year-old puppy that hugged his neck with its short little arms. The little boy gave him a kiss on the cheek to open his mouth in a huge yawn. He dropped his little head on the wolf's large shoulder and closed his little eyes confidently. His breathing became steady instantly.  
To be in that rain, which penetrated every bone of her body, kneeling on the gravel street that hurt her already bruised knees. Soaking those masculine clothes that concealed a slim, feminine and delicate body. Waiting for the door to open was the only option Jade had. The solution, apart from her problems, lay beyond the wood that obstructed her path. She was not referring to the good life, or a bloody revenge. She was only looking for protection so that he could live a little longer and not perish in her short twenty-one years.
Days before. Jade kept her green eyes open, like every night, because of her chronic insomnia. All around her, the silence was so raw it hurt, and only the moonlight from the rainy seasons lit up the black sky in the middle of the morning. The books that were scattered on the floor were no longer to her liking, she just needed a glance to remember them perfectly for the rest of her life, so the library was no longer her favorite place to be as it had been before. She already knew them all by heart. With a sigh, she sat up on her bed, dropping the silk sheets that caressed her men's clothes. Accustomed to that aspect that at times made her forget that she was biologically the opposite sex. If it weren't for the family rules, maybe everything would be easier for her.
If before she had stayed awake because of the chronic insomnia she suffered, now it was because of the sharp pain that spread through every inch of her skin behind the hot iron that marked her. Flooding the room with the smell of burned skin that mixed with the nauseating smell of blood. Despite wanting to scream to try to vent her efforts were useless, a dirty cloth had been introduced into her mouth filling her taste buds with a metallic taste that made her nauseous. Amid the nebula of her suffering she heard the laughter of her tattoo artist, who seemed to enjoy his work like an artist writhing in his pleasure. Jade wanted to lose consciousness, but it was impossible, she wanted to die, everything would be better than that unlimited suffering. Only when the customary night rain came hours later did her body find a modicum of relief. Now, alone in the dark, surrounded by corpses and her skin itching and burning, her eyes closed and she just waited for her soul to l