A duel between skills

"You need to get up from that bed! Wake up...

No ... I can't ...

He will come back. Go back and discover the whole truth. You need to stay away from him.

So ... so tired ...

He won't forgive you when finds out ...

Can not tell?

Not!!!!

I am under arrest for your whims in denying what we are. I am thirsty! I am not a witch. Know this! Do you know who I am?

No ... it's not true!

Damn it, girl! I am hungry and thirsty. Listen! Just listen to the melody ...

Not!

You can feel it, can't you? Hear heart beating...Please...

You won't be able to fight me for long. I am stronger than you ..., my dear and beloved Cassie. I can take care of both of us. I always did. Everyone knows me. Kassuim ... I'm a wolf and I'm thirsty, damn it.

I'm not...

It's more than a wolf, girl. I'm coming back ... Ah, Philip Morgan! I'll make sure he remembers ... he will ... It was all ... all his fault ...

Not!

Sooner or later you're going to give in to the impulses of our nature, girl. It is a losing battle. You don't want this to happen around humans ..."

Cassie was still sleeping soundly lost in nightmares.

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- Can you tell me what disturbs you? What animal did you bite, man?

Morgan looked at his brother without words. had arranged how the entire clan expected a wife and the woman was a witch. The pack was not going to tolerate that. Several times he thought about it while personally checking the ship's crew list.

A coat of arms had been found among the wreckage of the schooner which he had learned to know more than would like. James de Macgrover was not a man to be underestimated. That ambush did not seem so innocent anymore. If that man had discovered that Kassuim was his wife, would easily explain why Corner would have disobeyed orders. The girl had been left there. He didn't use to believe in coincidences.

- Damn it, Morgan! Michael was impatient. -What are you waiting for? Traitors aboard the Coral?

The captain sighed helplessly. Michael had looked at the coat of arms without paying much attention. He had no idea.

-Have you checked the cellars? And the longboats? Someone can easily hide. - His answer was evasive. Adam was already doing that. Perhaps for the third time. Michael grabbed his brother's arm, forcing him to face him.

-What are you not telling me? Since this boy arrived your moodiness is intolerable. The crew is commenting. If I know what to look for ... God! Not even on the border ...

Morgan thundered a whole rosary of plagues and lacked the courage to ask for comments. After that ICHICHO, he had been ordering detailed searches. ICHICHOS was attracted to magic. And if Cassie was unconscious, someone else had sparked the interest in those things intentionally. Or the conspirators.

Perhaps a cursed object? He swore again. They needed to get to the border fast.

-Someone- Ah, God, they were not someone. - Well, they tried to kill the boy. - He began to probe the territory.

still didn't want to explain further. Or explain who Kassuim was, let alone reveal that the girl was a witch. Nor does it alarm the crew. Someone angry enough could have conjured up that thing.

- tried to kill !? Are you sure? - Michael's scepticism shot him.

Ah, he was going to have to explain more. Explain about those creatures. The guard on standby was watching at

the door of his cockpit armed and blocking the passage down the hall. Still, Morgan shook his head despondently.

-Mike ...The boy raised his arms in the air.

- Pieces of four?

The captain shook his head.

-You used to trust me. - Michael continued. - I can help better if I know what was going on.

It was a curse. The brother was covered in reason and motives.

-I'll tell. You have my word. Someone on the ship knows and practices magic. Perhaps we can expect unwanted visits.

Michael looked at him seriously, scratching his chin. Magic? He detested sorcerers. False, traitors and murderers.

-I or even Adam would have smelled the damn smell. Even so, I will personally do another search for the ship. - He sighed ruefully.

The rest would have to wait.

- I don't think it's good for the boy to be alone in the meantime.

Morgan nodded. There was just another bath. Lately, he had been enjoying the cold baths a lot. And then look for something to eat. Maybe the girl could feed herself too.

I just hoped that night he would be able to get some rest.