TAMING THE ZOOKEEPER - Werewolf

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Chapter 35

Conner

I walked into the bedroom and found my mate already in bed, half-asleep. She looked angelic and all I wanted to do was pull my fingers through her soft hair and promise her that everything was going to be okay. But I didn’t know that. I didn't know whether it was going to be alright. How could I ever promise her something like that if she was in such a dangerous line of work?

After locking the front door and switching off all the lights, I slid into bed next to her and relished in the feeling of a warm body pressed up against mine. A feeling I wasn’t familiar with but found that I enjoyed very much. She smelled wonderful and the smoothness of her silky legs against my rough, hairy skin, made me smile even in the dark of night where no one could see it.

She made me happy, and I’ll be damned if anything should ever happen to her. I'd protect her with everything even if it kills me.

Melena

I slept like a baby. The presence of my new mate brought a calmness over me that lulled me into a deep slumber, knowing that I was safely wrapped in his arms. My wolf was also content and enjoyed the scent of her mate on our skin.

Conner must have left very early because, by the time I woke up, his side of the bed was already cold and empty, yet the sun was just starting to rise and began to shine through his bedroom curtains. I peered around the room and loved the fact that I could just turn around and bury my face into his pillow to draw his scent deep into my lungs. It relaxed me and filled me with pride to have finally found my mate, and damn, was he gorgeous.

Just then, I heard the front door being unlocked and open up. Instantly, a smile formed on my face and I jumped out of bed to go and greet the love of my life. I quickly did a self-check in the mirror and pulled my fingers through my slightly messy hair a few times.

The moment I stepped into the open plan living room that flowed into a grand but smallish kitchen, my blood ran cold and everything around me came to an abrupt halt. The person I expected to find was not there, and in his place, was an elderly woman who looked just as shocked as I did. A second later, the obnoxiously loud sound of glass breaking pulled me back to reality.

A large plate that had been in the women’s hand just moments ago had crashed onto to hard surface of the kitchen floor, scattering shards of glass everywhere.

“I uh-?” the woman started to say but all I could do was stare back at her in bewilderment. She had similar features to Conner's and her eyes looked exactly like his.

The gears in my head started turning and when I looked down, I realized in horror that I was still dressed in Conner’s t-shirt, which barely covered the top of my thighs.

“Oh, shit,” I mumbled under my breath and awkwardly started tugging on the hem of his shirt like a fool.

“I beg your pardon?” the women asked still looking confused.

My face was burning up with embarrassment, and I was fairly sure I had turned the colour of a bright-red tomato.

“P-p-please excuse me,” I stuttered and practically ran back into his room, shutting the door behind me.

No, no, this cannot be happening!

Just then, my eyes landed on a bright yellow note taped to the doorframe. I must have missed it when I ran out of the room earlier thinking that Conner was home.

Had to go to work, didn’t want to wake you.

Stay as long as you like.

C

xx

I sighed and leaned back against the door, clutching the note tightly to my chest. What was I supposed to do now? I had no doubt that the person in the next room, was Conner’s mother, my future mother-in-law and the very first impression she had gotten of me was a semi-naked girl in her son’s flat.

Even though nothing had happened between me and Conner, sexually I mean, there was no way she was going to believe me after what she had just witnessed. And to make matters worse, I didn’t have any other clothes to put on. My dress was ruined in the fight from last night and I had nothing else with me.

Groaning to myself, I went into the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face and found Conner’s bathrobe hanging behind the door, perfect. I pulled it on, glanced myself over one last time and reluctantly opened his bedroom door to face his mom.

In the time it took me to gather myself, she had already cleaned the floor and was busy brewing a fresh pot of coffee.

“Coffee is almost ready,” she said as soon as she saw me.

She didn’t look shocked at all anymore but rather acted quite casually.

“I’m sorry about earlier, I just didn’t expect to find anyone home,” she explained as soon as I sat down.

“You and me both,” I found myself answering earning a slight smile from her.

“As you might have guessed, I am Conner’s mother, Julie, and you are?” she asked while holding her hand out for me to shake.

“Uh-Melena, Mam,” I replied awkwardly and shook her hand.

“Are you one of Conner’s colleagues?”

“What? NO!” I answered without thinking, “does he normally bring his colleagues home?”

She smiled warmly and shook her head, “to be honest, I don’t think he ever brings anyone home.”

Julie turned and pulled two large mugs from one of the cupboards, “you must be a real special lady,” she said as she poured the hot coffee into the mugs.

“Milk?”

“Yes, please.”

“I-uh, I know what this might look like, but it's not what it seems,” I began explaining as she fetched a carton of milk from the fridge.

“Well, that depends, what do you think it looks like?” She asked sounding a bit too amused with the situation.

I didn’t know what to say, “that I, I mean, we,” I tried to speak but kept falling clumsily over my words and she saw right through it.

“Do you care about my son, Melena?”

A pregnant silence fell between us and I stared at her, looking for any signs of a trap.

“I do,” I answered after a while, “very much.”

“Then you already have brownie points in my books,” she simply replied and took a sip of her steaming hot coffee.

I felt relief wash over me and the corners of my lips tugged upwards.

“So, dear, tell me about yourself,” she said as she moved her chair a bit closer to mine and leaned onto the table with her elbows.

She had the same mischievous glint in her eyes that I had seen in Conner’s many times before and I instantly felt my heart warming up with love.

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