TAMING THE ZOOKEEPER - Werewolf

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Chapter 24

Melena

When Conner stepped into Alpha Julian’s office, I felt nervous. He had a wild look on his face, and I couldn’t quite tell whether he was angry, frustrated or disappointed.

I had so many things I wanted to say to him but now was not the time to do it. At least not in front of everyone.

“So, Conner, what has Melena told you about us?” Alpha Julian asked as soon as Conner sat down.

My mate did not turn to face me, but I was watching him intently, trying to figure out what was going on inside of him.

Had I broken his trust completely? Would he ever be able to accept me?

“Apparently, she hasn’t told me anything,” he bit out with a little more hostility than I would have liked.

Alpha looked strangely satisfied with Conner’s answer and nodded while he walked around his desk and sat down, folding his hands on top of his stomach. He leaned back into his comfortable chair and pulled his eyes into thin lines as he studied us.

No one said a word.

Otis and Marcus were still in the office with us, leaning with their backs against the wall near the exit.

Conner was clearly summing our Alpha up and didn’t look away from him for a second. This was something none of the wolves would ever try, but since Conner was not a wolf, he wasn’t affected by Alpha’s dominance at all.

“Melena, shift,” Alpha suddenly said, breaking the awkward silence.

My mouth fell open unwillingly and I stared at my Alpha in disbelief.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Conner’s demeanour change and he turned his head towards me. I quickly clamped my mouth shut again but couldn’t have enough courage to face him.

“Alpha, with all due respect,” I started to say, but Alpha Julian held his hand up in the air, signalling me to stop talking.

“I said shift,” he instructed again calmly.

I blushed violently and avoided making eye contact with Conner. Things were really not going as planned. Not that I ever had a plan, to begin with.

“Can I at least just,” I was gesturing towards the door, hoping that Alpha would allow me to change my clothes first, but he was growing tired and impatient.

“I said, SHIFT!” He hollered out in his Alpha command and my wolf came forward, obeying her Alpha’s demand immediately.

Without any self-control, I fell forward onto my hands and knees and within seconds, shredded through my clothing as my beast took over.

Once I was fully changed, Mocha, my wolf, shook her fur out and turned slightly to face her mate for the first time in her own form.

Conner didn’t look scared at all, but he was gripping the armrests of the chair he was sitting on so tightly that his fingers were turning white.

It was unnaturally quiet in the room. So quiet, you could hear a pin drop.

Conner moved a bit forward until he was sitting on the edge of his seat. My wolf’s golden, slightly brown eyes were burning holes into him as he stared back at her in awe.

There was something in that moment I couldn’t explain. Something in the way he looked at me.

“As you can see, she is a werewolf,” Alpha said still lying back in his seat.

Conner kept his eyes locked onto mine, and Mocha whined slightly as she begged for him to reach out to her. She needed reassurance and to be honest, so did I.

“We all are,” Otis said as he pushed off the wall and left the room to give us some privacy. Marcus left soon after, leaving only the two of us with Alpha Julian.

My wolf lowered her torso until her elbows were touching the ground and placed her head in between her front paws. She was submitting and offering herself to him, but I wasn’t sure he knew what that meant.

Mocha looked up at him with her big, sad eyes while whining lowly.

“Is that why you brought me here?” He asked me in his deep, husky voice.

Mocha whined louder in response to his question, as I couldn’t answer him in my wolf form.

“We are sworn to secrecy,” Alpha replied on my behalf, “humans do not know of our existence.”

Conner’s eyes softened slightly as he listened to Alpha Julian's explanation.

“It is very rare for wolves to be paired with a human mate, and if they are, it is always a female human paired with a male wolf. This way, the wolf gene is transferred onto his offspring and the woman is accepted into the pack as one of the wolves. In your case, it is the other way around.”

Alpha sighed deeply and leaned forward, resting his hands on his desk.

“You were not supposed to find out about her, or us, this soon. Melena didn’t tell you who she really was, because she needed more time to gain your trust and make you fall in love with her first.”

“Why?” Conner asked, finally meeting the Alpha’s gaze.

“Because she cannot afford you rejecting her,” Alpha replied truthfully, and I felt my heart clenching in agony.

Since Conner is a human, he probably doesn’t feel the mate bond as strongly as I do, which means that he could reject me and still carry on with his normal life. For me, however, it would be the end. My wolf would never stop yearning for him and it will drive her insane. She would start deteriorating slowly because she would stop eating, won’t be able to sleep and eventually, she will die. It is a slow and agonizing process that only wolves could understand.

Werewolves were created by the Moon Goddess to share similar traits with real wolves, one of them being mated to only one mate for your entire lifespan.

If one of the mates ends up dying, the other usually die too from a broken heart.

“What does that mean exactly?” Conner asked with seriousness, waiting anxiously for Alpha to continue.

“It means that if you do not accept Melena as your mate, she will be euthanized.”

An eerie silence fell over us and Conner flicked his eyes towards mine to see if this was some sort of sick joke.

He didn’t find any signs of dishonesty and his mouth parted, but no words came out.

“You cannot be serious?” He almost yelled out in utter disbelief.

“In our world, it is considered as an act of mercy. She would be dying of sorrow anyway,” Alpha explained in a grave tone while looking at me with sadness in his eyes.

Conner looked bewildered.

He obviously didn’t know what to say or what to believe. Something I couldn’t blame him for.

I watched as he shook his head, stood up and left without saying another word.

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