The Pet🐾 (Completed)

Chapter 5

In the morning, I leaned over with my eyes still closed to feel Wolf—but instead of fur, I felt bare skin.

My eyes shot open when I saw a big, muscular man lying next to me with his arms around me. I immediately started screaming and fell off the back of my bed.

The man's eyes shot open when he saw me, fear in them.

"Who the fu—ck are you?!" I screamed, pointing at him while grabbing anything I could throw.

I reached for one of the books on the table and threw it at him, but it barely affected him. He stood up—but he was naked.

"Oh my God, cover yourself, you pervert! And who are you?!" I asked again, throwing another book.

"Shhh, no—shh. I can explain," he said, wrapping himself in a blanket. "I—I'm Wolf. Your, um... dog," he said, pointing at the collar still around his neck.

I had to see this crazy man's face—but when I looked up, all I could see were Wolf's chocolate brown eyes staring at me.

"That's impossible," I said, trying not to look at his abs.

He knelt down next to me. "But it is." He held out his hand. "I can show you." He reached further toward me. "Let me help you up."

For some reason, I took his hand, and he helped me up.

"How can you prove it?" I asked, looking straight into his eyes.

"Well..." he started and sat down on my bed. "You might want to sit down." He patted the spot next to him.

I reluctantly sat, trying not to look at the blanket around his waist.

He continued, "You know about stories, right?"

I only nodded.

"You know about magical creatures, right?" he asked, looking at me seriously.

"Yeah... where are you going with this?" I questioned.

He looked down at his folded hands.

"Well... I'm a werewolf," he said flatly.

I burst out laughing—but when I realized he wasn't laughing, I stopped.

"Holy $hit. You're not kidding, are you?"

He shook his head no and stood up. He dropped the blanket, but I quickly looked away.

"Please don't look away," he said seriously.

I looked back—only to see something straight out of a movie. A man turning into a wolf.

"Jesus," I whispered as I watched fur push through his skin and heard his bones crack into place.

I just stared at Wolf, dumbfounded—until I realized something.

"You watched me change, you pervert!" I said.

He started changing back when I ran into my closet and grabbed the biggest pair of sweatpants I owned. I came back just in time to see him naked again, but I threw him the pants, and he said thanks.

I waited, covering my eyes, until he told me it was okay.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it. But in my defense, you did watch me pee," he said, chuckling.

I started to blush.

"Well, I didn't know any better," I said as I stomped out of my room and into the kitchen.

I could hear his footsteps behind me.

"Is this the biggest thing you have?" he asked.

"Yes, it is."

Suddenly, I heard his stomach growl.

He tried to laugh it off, but I knew he wanted food.

"Lucky Charms or Frosted Flakes?" I asked while taking out a bowl and spoon.

He caught on fast. "Lucky Charms," he said, sitting on one of the stools.

"Correct answer—you get food. But to continue getting food, you must answer my questions. Got it?" I said, shaking the box of Lucky Charms.

"Got it," he replied, grabbing the spoon.

I handed him the bowl and filled it halfway with Lucky Charms. He looked at me, then the bowl, then back at me.

"Come on, I haven't had a proper meal in over a month," he said.

I held up my finger. "Tisk, tisk." I shook it side to side. "You get food when you answer my questions."

I grabbed the milk from the fridge and poured an oversized amount into his bowl.

"Now, first question—how did you end up in the dog shelter?"

He scooped a huge spoonful into his mouth and chewed before answering.

"I was captured by dog catchers. Like that man you met—Ralph was his name." He shoved another spoonful into his mouth.

"So why were you mean to everyone else but me?" I asked.

He looked at me, then at the Lucky Charms, then back at me.

"You smelled like someone I should know."

He looked down at his now-empty bowl.

Wow. I didn't even know the guy's name. Oh well—not important.

"Okay, so what's your name? Or am I going to have to call you Wolf forever?" I giggled.

"My name is Jasper Chaton. And yours is Ashley," he said, looking up at me with those chocolate eyes.

I blushed.

No, Ashley. Stop it. You can't fall in love with your dog. That is a werewolf... and really cute. Damn it.

"Yes, that is. But I still paid for you, so you're mine."

WHY DID I SAY THAT?

He laughed out loud, and his chest muscles relaxed.

I filled his bowl with more Lucky Charms and went to put the milk away. Just as I did, I heard a knock at the door.

Jasper instantly went on edge.

Then I remembered—Sophia was coming over with Coco.

"Damn it," I muttered.

Jasper looked at me and then at the door, ready to attack whoever was behind it.

I quickly pushed him into my bedroom while yelling, "Be right there!" toward the door.

"Who is that?" he asked.

"It's my friend. She's here to meet Wolf, so make the change and get friendly, okay? She brought her dog, so you have to behave."

I looked sternly at him.

He nodded and started taking off the pants I gave him that hugged his—

No. Stop it. Just walk away.

And that's exactly what I did.

I walked to the kitchen, threw the cereal bowl in the sink, and shoved the cereal back into the cabinet. I ran to the door in my pajamas and opened it—

But it wasn't my friend.

It was some huge guy in a sweatshirt.

"I'm guessing you're not Coco—?" I started to say.

Before I could finish, he shoved a cloth over my mouth. Everything became hazy as he grabbed me and threw me into a huge black SUV.

After that... everything went dark.