𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟 n' 𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟

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                                  Or else, everything falls apart.

                                Before leaving the store, he sighs as watching the rain falling from the sky., only to catch a familiar scent with that powerful nose of his. He turns his back, only to take a look on a certain figure, which he believed that stayed behind decades, bringing back memories of the homelands and of another certain someone who changed at least a bit of his monstrous soul. If he ever had one.  ❝ These top-shelf shit liquors costs an arm and a leg.    ❞ He approached, slowly, a bit suspicious even. 

                                Por sua vez, estando no mesmo ambiente que a mercenária, seus sentidos lupinos colocavam-na zona cinza, até o momento. Tanto pelo fato da mulher ser desconhecida, pela imprevisibilidade de suas ações.  ❝ A sua sutileza pode ser perfeita aos demais, mas, não o suficiente para enganar meus sentidos.  ❞ O xerife não tinha certeza se ela estava fugindo, ou se estava o atraindo para algum lugar de propósito.  ❝ É melhor parar de correr agora e me explicar o seu envolvimento nessa situação.  ❞ Por mais que acabe mentindo. 

𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

（   𝐁𝐖.   )          A long breath is took by the wolf, who’s holding the red-haired girl’s arm, as if she’s a suspect of a crime, to lead her straight to his office at the police station.  ❝ And I will.  ❞ The sound of his voice is as serious as his facial expression.  ❝  But first you’ll come with me to the police station, and you’ll tell me what happened and how you’re involved in this situation. Now, don’t make it more difficult than it has to be.   ❞

𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 "𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏"

（   𝐁𝐖.   )          There is an honest tired look on the detective’s face, as he listens to Frank’s words.  ❝ There’s no need for that, Castle.  ❞ He looks for his lighter, inside the pocket of his coat, as long as the pack of cigarettes he bought earlier. The wolf takes one of his cigars and puts it inside his mouth, before lightining it and taking a long huff of smoke inside his lungs.  ❝ I need them alive to further investigate this case. If you want to go to the bottom of it, you’ll stay out of my way and let me do my job. ❞ As calm as he looks, he understands the rage that burns in the other man’s eyes. He feels the same, but at that point, he needs those guys alive to lead him to the head of those criminal operations.  

𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

（   𝐁𝐖.   )          Instead of the usual predatory gaze he looks at everyone else, those wolfish eyes stares at snow with deep care and concern. He worries about her, more than he worried about anything or anyone in that damned city. He didn’t necessary needed to hear or look at her to feel that she was in the verge of falling apart: her scent was all that took him to deceive her suffering. And it was always like that with snow, he knew her scent so well that every little change on it, he would immediately perceive.  ❝ And how you could possibly know that?   ❞ His voice is low, calm. At the same time he doesn’t want to push her, he wishes that she could trust him enough, to speak about what desesperately shaked her.  ❝ Try me. ❞