My Pet Mate

Chapter 10

*Annabelle's POV*

I've quickly come to learn that life can change in just a few days. Last week, I lived alone and I didn't know about werewolves. Last week I was thinking of getting a dog to combat loneliness. Last week, I had not yet met Adam, an Alpha werewolf, whose pack I was now part of.

As strange and chaotic as it all sounded, I didn't mind it one bit. Sure, seeing your pet dog come home with a rabbit that his human side then skinned and prepared for you was not what I expected to happen in life, but it has been an exciting change. The rabbit was surprisingly delicious. It tasted close to chicken, but Adam managed to prepare it with certain spices in a way that it was mind blowing.

I could see that Adam was nervous the entire time during the meal. Him being the human conscious, he probably thought I'd be revolted by Cade and his antics. It definitely wasn't my favorite memory, seeing him walk up with that rabbit in his mouth, but I also knew that Cade is an animal, and that he tried to provide for his pack.

Working as a teacher taught me that everyone is different in their own way and that finding out what makes someone special is one of the best things in life, so I was determined to stick by Cade and Adam and find out just how crazy the life of a werewolf can be.

It was now Monday, and I was having lunch in the teachers' lounge, talking to my colleagues. "So, how's that dog of yours doing?" Maria, a Spanish teacher asked.

"He's great. Loves it when I pet him. The only problem is that he doesn't like anyone but me." I told her. I must admit, it's kind of weird talking about Adam and Cade like they are really just my pet dog, but it was necessary to avoid suspicion.

Marcel, a fellow geography teacher, spoke up, "I had a dog like that once. They get attached to a single person and never let anyone close."

I smiled at him, "He isn't like that. He's fine with having people over. He just doesn't like to be touched. He isn't aggressive either, he'll just shy away and growl until the person leaves again."

"Hmmm," Maria started, "Dogs are interesting creatures."

I nodded, "for sure, but he's a sweetheart really! This Saturday I was having a lazy day and he cuddled up next to me. We just laid together in bed for hours, keeping each other company."

"The exact reason I'm a dog person. A dog will die for you if they need to." Marcel spoke up.

"I hope that won't be necessary any time soon." I said with a chuckle.

The door of the teacher's lounge opened and Nancy, an English teacher walked in looking at her phone in panic. She spotted us and approached, "Hey, I just got a call that my kid is sick and that I need to pick him up, can any of you substitute my English class at 2? It's the sophomores and they're just going to be reading."

"I'll do it!" I suggested.

"Really? You're a lifesaver!" Nancy looked through her bag, "I'm going to have to pick up my son, then take him to the doctor. Man who knew having kids was such a mess?" Nancy is a single mother, and her kid is currently 3 years old.

"Just take a deep breath Nancy. He'll be ok. The last thing he needs is seeing you panicked." Maria, who is already in her sixties and thus more experienced in life, spoke up.

Nancy managed to fish her car keys from her bag and nodded, "You're right. Thanks for filling in Anna!" she said as she started walking away from us.

"Anytime!" I responded as Nancy disappeared through the door.

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Substituting for the sophomores was fine. I gave the same class geography so I knew the names and they were reading like Nancy had said. The only problem was the fact that it was so silent. It was better for the concentration of course, but I'm a talker. I always have a chat with my students when they're working. I had already decided that the final 10 minutes of class time would be some time to talk, because I was going crazy.