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Let me tell you, being here during, "the greatest street party in the history of the world." Came with consequences. Jobs still weren't easier to find and to top off The cold weather didn't make it easier. Staying with Dia the past couple weeks sucks. You're probably wondering why haven't ran back to American, well let me tell you what happened.
After a long of walk with Dia, we return to ripped apart apartment. Not that you can really tell but how messy it looked day in and out but Torn up papers filled the floor like white confetti. Not to far from white confetti was my blue passport Shredded into pieces as if a wild animal broken and torn everything apart. Rain and I couldn't tell if it a rogue or wild animal but the smell of wet dog just linger in the air. But this broken down place constantly smelled of feces and urine masking any real scents. Applying for new one at the U.S embassy will take months or years and this war is going mess up all of the process to regain entrance to States.
So, here I was. Dress in a grey cardigan sweater with plaid pants working at the local campus helping with translation. Día always made fun of the way I dress and then plead to change my outfits because I was begging to get rob. She said I look like a church mouse. It made me laugh, I mean Com'on. I can do was picture a little mouse in tiny sweater, it made my wolf scuff her nose, which meant she laugh with me too.Día was different, she wore torn up pantyhose with rip shirts and had spike hair. She smile only for photos but for rare smile any other time.
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She was born in Germany but her father was American, and knew very little of him. All she knew he was an American soldier during one of the wars as her mother was hooker. She had no issue opening up her life to me as I did the same. We were two peas in pod, we had very similar back ground. I didn't know my parents and moved from home to home until I end up in the streets. "Bella." Yelled my supervisor Mrs. Fischer While I translated a letter from German to English in my broken ass typewriter. "Ma'am." I look up to see elder lady with pinup bun walking my way "I wanted to see if you can go to a Dinner at six with colleagues to help with some translations in my behalf?"
I had no where else to be "sure. What should I wear?" She looked at me with judgmental eyes, "I highly doubt you have anything more presentable to wear...." while mumbling something in German as she walked away. I let go a sigh, I was getting tired of coldness and rudeness at this moment, what I originally what to come here was a nothing how I imagine it would be. My wolf and I agree, it was time go back to states, now find away to get there without my passport. "We can all Always ship out in our wolf form." Rain said 'nope and be lock in cage for months, no thank you.' My sensitive wolf, she wasn't the same like others. She hurt more than any one I knew all she wanted was to be free, safe but mostly to belong. Me, I was wanted adventure. I looked at my clock it was six pm, my human body was tired but my wolf felt worse. She hadn't had red meat or even had a run since weeks. I wasn't willing to let her lose in a place we knew nothing about. And we hadn't sense a wolf since we first landed, maybe because it was too cold. Humans were at war with each other something we didn't interfere. They blame Hilter on us, since our birth place is German and Russia but he wasn't a wolf just a lousy scummy human. Wolves and humans have lived side by side for years but only some know of our existence. We try extremely hard to keep under wraps, humans are uncomfortable with unknown and capable of doing anything for quick buck. We know the rules, we followed the human rules also our own. We had serious consequences if we broken our own rules. I shake my head as star just goes back to corner of my mind with sadness in her eyes. "Isabella?" Spoke a man a tall Brody man from the office door. "Ja, yes." "Ich bin hier, um dich zum Abendessen zu bringen."
He was my ride to take me to the dinner, I let go breath I was holding in when I smell him. Wolf I was now nervous but I followed acted as if I didn't know, maybe he won't mention a word. "Wölfin." He said as my eyes quickly looked down submitting to him, as I realize his higher rank. "Ja."
"Folgen Sie mir bitte." I did what was the told, I follow him to a black car waiting outside the campus. He open the door as I enter, his eyes stayed focus on me as he drove. His eyes flash back and front between wolf and human as I look at him rear mirror. I don't have a normal scented, I didn't smell like rogue or human. Which made easy for me hidden as runaway teen. My wolf and I often slept at New York park and sometimes as a wolf form we stayed at Bronx zoo to eat meat. We didn't haunt we survive. I let of other sigh, too many to count now that I think about it. A white stone castle appears as my wolf leaps out of her hiding corner. Her nostrils lift up to air taking snuff of her surroundings while I awkwardly stare at the huge building before me.
He tall man opened my door but the dominant home was too much, I was scared and my body couldn't move. The man let go of growl out of frustration while my wolf growled back. Something she wasn't one to do but he calm down and extend his hand out in soft gesture. I let my clammy hands reach out as he let go of smile, almost too Erie coming for a man bigger than life. I follow him to big doors as they open up before we even got close to doors. The maid stood by the doors as her arms extend out for our coats. Just as I was starting remove my coat, the driver help me with my last sleeve causing a loud growl to echo through out the castle making the maid and driver tremble as they stood there. My instincts took completely over placing both my arms on their shoulders. "entspannen"
Relax my dears,was what my wolf said, I found it completely odd of her behavior and mine. They both smile and nod while walking away. I had no one to guild me where to go but I keep walking along the long entrance. Amazing painting of precious kings and queens filled the long hall. The feeling of home filled me up like homemade soup. My wolf wave her tail of finally feeling like she belong. But confusion eat me whole. Why was this feeling overwhelming my wolf and I. There right in the end was one picture wasn't like the rest. A king without a Queen. He absolutely gorgeous, long wavy blonde hair as fur coat cover his body but his eyes were haunting pitch black. I stood in front of picture staring at every itch of him, the need to run my fingers on the golden frame moved me to get closer. But then eyes I felt on my back stop me. I quickly looked behind me but no one was there. I can't stop exhaling deeply and my wolf wasn't helping my anxiety. She paced around in my mind purr like I've never heard before. "Madame." Someone said as the open the wooden doors, "Please come this way in the corner of the room the person who translating for will be in shorty." Said talk flaky man, heavy broken English with strong German accent. Point at me the direction I was wait.
It was going to be hard task but I was up for the challenge. Within minutes group of people walked wearing gowns and tuxedos. I now I understood Mrs. Fischer statement. They sat in long wooden table they begin to talk among each other, some in English, German and Russian. Translators sat behind the ones who needed it as help by speaking closely in their ears it made me wonder who I was I translating for ?
