Werewolf's obsession

 

Martha exclaimed, "Oh, really Andrew! How sweet of you."

 

Andrew asked, "So, are you coming right?"

 

 Martha replied, "Of course, why shouldn't I? We'll be there with Cynthia too."

 

Andrew said, "Well, then I'll wait for the Charles family, remember at Hotel Mark-Brown."

 

Martha said, "Okay, Andrew, and let me know if your guy finds him, bye."

 

Andrew replied, "Bye."

 

Andrew smoked his cigar as he was looking out of the window.

 

Then, two women on the bed woke up. "You really want to add her to your pack? You think she'll accept?" the woman with black hair spoke.

 

Andrew turned towards her, "She is in my heart from the moment I saw her at that time. I waited for her to grow up, and now that I'm back, I'll make her my woman."

 

Another woman, with grey hair and a mole on her chin, spoke in his favour, "You are our husband; whatever decision you have taken, we'll support you in that."

 

The woman with black hair spoke as she got up from the bed, "To add her to your pack, first you have to transform her to our kind; otherwise, she won't be accepted."

 

The two women were Andrew's wives, part of his pack.

Andrew, being an Alpha, had the right to have his own harem, although he was not the real leader, which was his father.

Being the son of the Supreme Alpha, Andrew was born an Alpha, one of the strongest among his eleven brothers.

 

He remembered the day when he first met Cynthia, a little twelve-year-old girl playing in the park. That day, Andrew was injured after fighting with one of the supernatural beings.

 

He transformed back to his wolf form and shrunk it to the size of a normal dog. Injured, he stopped at the park to rest, but that day Cynthia found him.

 

Seeing him injured, she tried to help him. Although she couldn't clearly help the dog, she cleared his wounds and applied local injury healing ointment on him.

 

Andrew wanted to thank her, but he couldn't do that in his werewolf form, so he transformed into a boy the same age as her and met her in the park.

 

 

That day, he introduced himself as the dog's owner and thanked her for helping him. Soon, he began meeting her daily at the park to play, and before long, he found himself infatuated with her.

 

He created a fake rich family, fake parents, fake background, and whatnot, just to meet little Cynthia daily. But one day, he suddenly left, saying that he would come back in a few years.

 

Cynthia was sixteen when he left, and now she is twenty-two.

 

She had forgotten about him, treating him as nothing more than a friend. Nonetheless, due to Andrew's wealth, their families formed a close bond, particularly between Cynthia's mother and Andrew's fake mother.

 

Werewolves are very sensitive to emotions and care. That's why they can easily get frustrated and angry.

 

While, if they have a good impression of you, then they'll think of you as their own. But it rarely occurs, as they are predators filled with bloodlust. So, there are hardly any cases where a werewolf treats someone not from their pack or race as their own.

 

Andrew's black-haired wife harboured a deep resentment towards Cynthia for two reasons. First, she detested that Andrew had become infatuated with a human woman, and second, because she was human.

 

She demanded that Andrew transform Cynthia into a werewolf if he wanted her to join his pack. As his first wife, she held authority over the pack in Andrew's absence. By transforming Cynthia, she would gain leverage to control the human-turned-werewolf.

 

 

Andrew didn't deny the fact of turning Cynthia into a werewolf, as humans were mostly hated by werewolves. He then held the black-haired woman's waist and kissed her while his second wife joined them, and they started making love.

 

Inside Sameera's mansion, Noel rested for a few hours and felt better. Sameera came to him, "Want to go out?" she asked.

 

Noel replied, "Where?"

 

Sameera suggested, "Anywhere you want. How about lunch?"

 

Noel nodded, "Why not? I haven't seen outside since I came to this world. I'm feeling homesick without seeing the outside world."

 

Sameera laughed, "Don't talk like an old man; you just arrived yesterday and you're already feeling homesick."

 

Noel spoke in a frustrated tone, "Well, many things happened to me in just one day, and I'm still clueless about many things."

 

Sameera understood, "I know that's why I'm offering to have lunch outside this afternoon."

 

Noel agreed, "Let's go then."

 

Sameera smiled, looking happy, then asked, "Can I ask you something?"

 

Noel nodded.

 

Sameera asked, "Why do you get frustrated by every small problem?"

 

Noel squinted, "Well, I can't control my emotions..." He acknowledged his bad habit.

 

Sameera advised, "Hope you stop doing that; otherwise, you'll resemble those shapeshifter dogs." She laughed.

 

Noel seemed confused, "Shapeshifter dogs?" His first thought was, "Wait, there are dogs that can shape-shift?"

 

Mona, who was listening to their conversation, corrected Sameera's mistake upon seeing Noel's surprised face, "She meant werewolves, not actual dogs." She also laughed at Noel's expression.

 

Noel laughed as he understood the meaning, but then he stopped laughing as he remembered Sameera calling him a shapeshifting dog. He looked at Sameera, "Do I look like a werewolf to you?"

 

Sameera reassured, "No, no," then continued, "But they also get frustrated by small things, and it annoys me whenever I see them."

 

Noel smiled, "Well, I'm not expecting a vampire to have a good impression of werewolves, but calling them dogs is a bit..." They started laughing together until the butler arrived.

 

"Miss, the car is ready," the butler announced.

 

Sameera took Noel's hand, "Let's go then." They headed towards the car; Sameera wore a black gothic dress and gave one to Mona to match Noel's suit.

As they arrived at the expansive garage, housing an impressive collection of 20 cars, Noel's eyes widened in awe. Amidst the diverse array of vehicles, representing various brands, he spotted some familiar car designs. However, the logos and emblems were unfamiliar, bearing different names.