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.He didn’t hear anything, but then he smelled it.”“Smelled what?” one of the younger cubs chirped.“The smell… of death,” Blaise whispered.Next to me on the log, Ana shivered.I pulled her close.“He knew that something was coming.Something bad.Something dangerous.He went back to the camp, but again, nobody would believe him.They didn’t smell the scent.They told him to go back to sleep.They told him that he was imagining things.”Blaise peered around the campfire, making eye contact with the younger cubs to see if they were buying into the scary story.Watching, I couldn’t help but be impressed by the way Blaise told his tale.He had a knack for getting everyone’s attention and keeping it.Now, he breathed in deeply, as though smelling the scent of death.I noticed quite a few of the little cubs mimicked him.“He whined and whimpered, but nobody would listen to him.THEN!”Blaise threw another log into the fire, and it leapt up, the flames licking upward in the darkness.Despite myself, I looked around the clearing to make sure nothing was there.Ana squeezed my hand and I squeezed it back, pretending like I wasn’t scared at all.The warmth of the campfire kept the chill of the air away, but I shivered nevertheless.“What happened, Blaise?”“Yeah, what happened?”“Then,” Blaise continued, “the campfire roared up, even though there was nothing there but embers before.All of the cubs clung to each other as a howling wind blew above them in the trees.”Above us, the wind whistled.It wasn’t quite a howling wind, but it was enough to make the cubs scared.Ana whimpered and I hugged her close.“And then the first cub saw him.”“Saw who?”“Who?”“Tell us!”Blaise paused for dramatic effect, his hands wide.“The Scarred Prince.”One of the cubs yipped in fear, and the others shushed him.“He was as tall as the tallest fir tree in the forest.His breath was as hot as the fires of Hell.And he wore only a strip of loincloth.The rest of his body was naked, and you could see the scars on his body.Lines and lines, crisscrossing like tree branches all over his chest and back.”I’d heard the stories before.We all had.But Blaise had a way of making it seem like this was the first time you had ever heard the story.His eyes were brightly animated as he drew the picture in the air of the Scarred Prince.“And there was one awful, deep scar.It started at his ankle and curled up around his leg, around his waist, around his chest, and up to his neck.He was more scar than skin, by the look of it.”Nobody breathed.Then the same cub chirped up again.“Then what happened?”“Hush!”“Shut up, Blaise is telling the story!”Blaise took a deep breath and pulled his body up to its full height.My brother was tall—he’d gotten that side of it from my dad—and when he loomed over the fire he let his wolf out, just a bit.His eyes flashed with a raw animal fury and his teeth were bared and sharp.When he spoke, it was between a growl and a rumble.“The Scarred Prince took one step forward—BOOM!—and the earth trembled.”A scent caught my attention, something familiar.I sniffed the air.You could barely smell through the campfire smoke, but I could tell that there was somebody outside of the ring of the campfire.My heart pounded as my eyes darted around the clearing.Then I saw him.He was wearing dark robes and something over his hair, but I had been practicing figuring out scents, and I knew this one.It was Blaise’s friend, Francis.I turned my head slightly and saw him creeping up through the trees toward the group.He put his finger to his lips when he saw me look back.I turned my head back to the fire, smiling.My heart began to calm down.It was only Francis.All of the children leaned forward as Blaise lowered his voice.“And then… the Scarred Prince reached out his hands, and…”“BOO!”Francis leapt out from the darkness, his robes flying out to make him seem huge.All of the young cubs screamed, jumping away from the fire and scattering.Ana shrieked and buried herself into my embrace, nearly knocking me off of the log.The children ran into each other in fright, falling down and screaming, even when they realized it was Francis and not the Scarred Prince at all.“It’s alright,” I said to Ana.“It’s okay.See? It’s just Francis.”But Ana was whimpering, terrified.Even when most of the cubs came bounding back to the fire for more, she trembled in my arms.Blaise and Francis were laughing with the other older shifters.The cubs gathered around back onto their logs.“Wow, that was a scary story!”“Super awesome! I’m going to do that next time! Boo!”“How did he get the scars?” one cub asked Blaise.“That’s another story,” Blaise said.“Is it true?” Ana asked.“I don’t know,” Blaise said, in his creepy voice.“Do you think it’s true?”“Of course not,” I said.“Shame on the both of you for scaring them so much.” One of the other little girls was still crying, and the youngest cub—a little boy named Donny—had piddled his pants.I stood up and took their hands.“Aw, you’re such a spoilsport,” Francis said, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes.“It’s not true.None of this is true,” I said firmly.“Now come on.Let’s get you to bed.”“But then the Scarred Prince will come and eat me!” Donny moaned.The little girl began a fresh set of sobs.My chest clenched.Blaise should have warned them.He should have told them that they were too young to hear these stories.But of course he didn’t care at all.“You’ll be fine.It’s just a story.Right, Blaise?”I eyed my brother.He rolled his eyes.“Right?” I couldn’t control the rising anger inside of me.“Right, right, okay.What’s your problem? Jeez.”“My problem?” I seethed.“My problem is that I have to deal with all of your problems.”“Well, don’t deal with them, then,” Blaise spat back.“You know what?” My irritation burst through.“When you’re alpha, I won’t ever clean up any of your messes again! And you’ll have to deal with the consequences!”“Fine! Maybe I’ll just kick you out of the pack, then!”My eyes burned with tears at that, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of crying in front of him and his friends.I wasn’t a little girl anymore, even if he was anything but grown up.I channeled my tears into fury instead.“Argh! You are so immature!” I yelled.Spinning around, I grabbed the hands of the crying cubs.“Come on,” I said.“Let’s go.”“Good! Stay gone, why don’t you?” Blaise yelled after me.I strode back through the forest with the two young cubs clinging to my arms and Ana close behind us.At every creak of a branch they jumped in fright.I bit my lip as a tear escaped my eye and slid down my cheek.My brother was the fun one, the popular one.And here I was again, dealing with his problems.“Maybe I will leave the pack,” I whispered to myself.“See how he likes it then.”I hated him.I hated all of them.Right then and there, I swore that I’d leave the pack.Then they’d be grateful for everything I did around here, when I was gone.My mom had made me apply to a few colleges, and I had gotten into some of them.I still didn’t know what I wanted to study, but I guess that didn’t matter too much.After all, I would be out of here.Away from all this, able to make new friends.I will leave the pack.I will leave.I will [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]