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LUPITA POV
Lupita, she's the one! Get this now!
This reading method allows me to read books quickly.
One of my downtown customers was prepared to come all the way here and give me $500 for five pounds of dried morel mushrooms. The client would sell mushrooms to expensive restaurants for a minimum of $1000, so even though I wasn't allowed to handle human money, he took advantage of me by paying me $500.
You'd be better off talking to a real man.
Alternatively, you need to be near the phone.
It is also possible that you will leave the herd area without permission.
His Excellency Fenris Gonzalo never thought to find out from an ordinary woman what he and other men did all day except fighting and getting fit. There's no law prohibiting me from picking morels, but His Excellency Fenris Gonzalo never asked what I do for a living, so I guess it's okay.
We had food beyond what our wolves could gather, as well as money for fuel and electricity, all because Fenris forced the male wolves to participate in a series of battles. When Fenris' father came to power, the group lived on deer and rabbits and washed their clothes by hand in rain barrels.
Girls like me, who were never mated or protected, were still at the bottom of the totem pole, but at least I'd be working on my back instead of wiping tables when I was younger. The Balkan Group is rapidly approaching the modern era.
That's Lupita! When asked what was wrong, Old Noreen snapped her fingers and pointed her crooked chin towards a tray containing five plastic jugs filled to the brim with foam. Old Noreen's crooked chin drew attention to the plastic jug of foam sitting on the tray.
My weaker legs make it harder for me to maintain balance, but my strong arms help me move. It was a challenge I didn't think I could meet. I can never seem to keep my balance.
You don't need any help. In twenty minutes, you won't have to worry about commuting again, and after that, you can spend as much time as you want staring at your phone. Awake, O beautiful creatures! He kept losing his cool. Old Noreen could read the surprise on my face; I'm sure of that.
My excitement increased when I got a notification on my phone. The person calling himself Willowcreek had ensured that everything would go according to plan. The amount of $300 was repaid. I gave him a heads up on the details of the meeting.
Unfortunately, I didn't have to make the trip to town this week. Annie is now awake. Looks like we have to switch roles. It would be unreasonable to expect him to break the old "no human males" policy. We might sell it to vendors at the Chapel Hill farmers market. Getting caught selling to a Chapel Hill merchant was bad enough.
Fenris believes that leaders should set an example for others to follow. Anyone in the group who doesn't follow the rules, doesn't try hard enough, or shows signs of weakness is considered inferior. Fenris views his goal in life as forcing others to accept his point of view. In pursuing his ambitions, he is merciless, unyielding, and even irresponsible.
If he found us in town, interacting with people, the fact that we were girls would not lessen the punishment we would receive in hell.
Focusing on my breath and telling myself that we won't be found (and haven't been found yet) helps me relax a little.
Then, with my limp legs dragging behind me and my shoes making a screeching sound on the tiles, I walked towards the beer jug. I placed the tray on a higher surface and tried to maintain balance while keeping it there. Under the crockpot, in a secret stash, is where we hide our phones.
My youngest roommate, Mari, looked at me behind her hands and said, "You see? She had soap suds up to her elbows when she washed her hands in the sink.
My broken leg wasn't strong enough to support my entire body, but I could use it as a temporary crutch to move around. I understand, but it's not very elegant. "Yes."
Before breaking through the revolving door and entering the enormous, spacious room, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. The beer spilled over the pitcher because it was full. I expect to get disapproving views as a consequence.
They value energy in balance. Absolute authority or power. The wolves have done it. I don't have those things. Fenris' lieutenants don't think highly of me.
The reality is that I can identify my pet wolf. But I never felt the heat and so it never changed. I just don't understand why it happens.
It's possible that my wolf became hesitant after an attack that injured my leg when I was a puppy; eventually, he will work up the courage to make the transition. Maybe I'm just a person who develops slowly in general. The sage of the pack, Ralphina, says that not all wolves are born at the same time.
According to Ralphina, I would be able to pass on my limp to the wolves, although according to her it would only hurt one of my limbs. The fear of waking up and losing the use of my legs is my worst phobia. There was a dog in town who only had three legs, but he could keep up with other dogs in speed.
There are no flames, no changes, and no wolves. Since my body temperature hasn't risen yet, it looks like I'll be serving my punishment in the kitchen or in the old servant's room. The amount of time and energy I devote to problems like this is rather small.
Since the alternative is to develop feelings of love for one of these morons, I can handle it. Honestly, I'd rather not.
When they saw me coming, the men didn't even bother to readjust their legs. I hope there's no way I have to admit my weakness. That is inappropriate behavior. I took my time as I walked carefully between the tables.
They avoid looking at me as I walk by, and that's fine by me, but I feel sorry for their partners, who are probably sitting on their laps or pressed against their bodies as they listen to them repeat previous arguments in painful detail for the umpteenth time. time.
As Fenris' speech echoed in the wide hall, I focused on my mission and pushed to the limit. On the dais, on a temporary throne, Fenris sat.
Shortened to "George. He pointed at the floor with a snap of his finger. George's crew had gone completely nuts. The screams shook the ceiling beams. Before continuing, Fenris paused for effect: "And—" "Evo. His crying grew into a full-fledged howl. Footsteps may be heard.
Our current beta is Evo. George had the right to pursue his rank if he won, and Fenris would be out of line if he refused. If Evo wins, George will have to step down. At least for now. I have stomach ache. I spent a lot of time thinking about what would happen if George and his supporters gained power.
Even though Fenris is a jerk, George returns to simpler times. You've probably heard the urban legend that bitches used to do choreographed dances "in the old days. I'm not interested in that "lifelong mate commitment" bullshit. Back in the day, the alpha's job was to eliminate unnatural wolf packs. It was in their interests. This is of course something I always hear in my head every time I direct my gaze in that direction.
The rest of the group trying to hide their thoughts scared me more than George himself. The thought that they could have more men than Fenris' crew and that I might not notice their arrival in time to escape filled me with dread.
I can live with the level of barbarism that exists in our society today, but I refuse to bend the knee because there are people in power who have an itch that needs to be scratched. Oh well, screw it. My savings are in a jar hidden behind the hut. Yes, I can choose.
Fenris propped his forearms on his muscular thighs as Evo and George went to the center of the room and started fighting each other. Even though it looks like a throne, it's actually not. Due to the rocks around him and the fire from the large fireplace behind him, no one dared to approach him until he gave the signal.
They had blocked off the direct route I was planning to use, but I was still able to get to the obligatory drinks table. Evo and George both crouched and clenched their fists in preparation for their next wrestling match. My proximity to the wall increases. They were blocking my planned direct route, but I was still able to reach my destination.
One of the grunts made physical contact with the man.
Perhaps mistaken for a grin, Fenris' rough lines on his lips began to soften into an expression more like that of a snake after devouring a mouse.
Why I took the time to watch Fenris, I don't know. I try to avoid direct eye contact with people in positions of authority. The chances of them asking me to go shopping decreases drastically because of this.
There is currently no clear leader; instead, the field resembles a group of female rugby players. But Fenris didn't seem to hear me. It seemed like he was mentally prepared for the fight.
The room was much hotter than the kitchen, and my arms were starting to get tired from all the beating I was doing. My forehead and temples were dripping with sweat, but I couldn't seem to get rid of it.
I approached the front desk, but the fighters scattered onto the open floor in front of me when I got there. There was a crackling sound in the air, as if the Evo was about to shift as it engaged in a struggle for dominance.
I'm missing the action. They were going to eat me if I came any closer and they changed their minds. If they find out I'm in their way, they'll run over me. My mind is blank.
Now I'm starting to sweat, my back is soaking wet. My thigh muscles started to hurt because standing put more pressure on them than walking. That's a terrible situation. Someone should break a window if Sweet Fate is reading this. Currently, my back was soaked with sweat.
Wearing flannel is a bad idea; I don't know why I ever considered it. It was so disgusting and stuck to me like glue.
The time has come for me to put this tray down and go outside for a while. What if I ignore it and move on? When George slammed the Evo to the floor, my feet almost got crushed. Well, I guess you should wait here until I come back.
Ultimately, the Evo won after a protracted series of grunts and growls. Some people in the audience screamed. When the other half of the gang goes crazy, the scenario takes a bizarre turn when George tries to put Evo in a headlock.
Fenris stood back, fingers interlocked, and scanned the room, looking at each man in turn. Our reigning king He wore faded pants, a white tank top, and a simple pair of brown work boots. The majority of these groups dress similarly. Fenris stood with fingers intertwined, watching everyone around him.
However, Fenris doesn't seem to be as clear as he should be.
Like the giant wolf he was, he towered over everyone else in the room, and his clothes seemed to cling to every muscle. This was the exact cause of her clothing being tighter and more supportive around her thighs. His once narrow shoulders had now become broader and more proud, and his dark blue eyes had now become deeper and sharper.
He had a wide gap between his lips and a prominent Adam's apple. His nose was aquiline, and his smile rarely made the corners of his lips lift upwards. His expression showed harsh disapproval.
I need to get some water now because my dry mouth is making it hard for me to swallow.
I don't know why, but my eyes kept staring at Fenris Gonzalo's lips.
The room was scorching hot, and it was making it difficult for me to understand my thoughts. I looked away as the color faded from my cheeks.
We are only two years apart in age. Even though I've known her before I can even remember, I've never had the same desires for her as other women. I'm not here to act like a helpless fangirl. Fenris Gonzalo is a strong fighter even though his appearance is less attractive. He had always presented himself in a frightening manner, and this had not changed.
While juggling the full tray over my shoulder, I swayed myself slightly. Both Evo and George kept getting in my way. It took a lot for me to walk back and circle the table from the back. As the air became more suffocating and humid, my clothes stuck to me like glue.
There was no way he would be the last. Fenris wouldn't have given him the order to fight if he didn't think he could win, and Fenris always got what he wanted from this group. The bond between Fenris and Evo is more than just a sibling bond.