2 -Werewolf
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It took Melina a few seconds to take in what the stranger had said. At the time, it seemed bizarre that a complete stranger would mention that he was the father of her child.
Even though she had been inseminated and had not slept with him. She would have remembered if she had. It was obvious.
"I don't know who you are, Joice. But you're not the father of my child."
Joice leaned in, with a serious, rigid posture towards her.
"I bet I am. I'm here and I'm not leaving until I've sorted this out with you. So don't try to shut the door in my face, I'm not in the mood. I had to scour every corner of the city to find your name."
"I'll go to the police if you insist on it." Joice pushed the door of Melina's apartment firmly, entering without hesitation. "You can't come in here! Hey?!"
"I'm already here."
A feeling of dread invaded every inch of her. While Melina watched an unknown man, standing in her apartment. Analyzing his surroundings with a discerning eye.
Melina took a few steps back, away from the scene. Her fear increased at the sight of the man, whose intentions were completely foreign to her. The question echoed in her mind: "What was that crazy thing?"
Her eyes fixed on the man, who seemed calm and self-assured.
Melina tried to weigh up her options. But the feeling of vulnerability prevented her from acting immediately.
Melina found herself struggling to stay calm. She mustered all her courage to face the situation head-on. Looking for a solution to that disconcerting intrusion.
"Joice, right? Look, I don't know who you are or where you came from. You have to leave. You're making a terrible mistake."
"No, I'm not."
Joice then walked towards her, stopped in front of her and faced the current situation.
Melina kept her anxious gaze on the unknown man in front of her.
Joice felt the tension in the air and knew it was time to reveal the truth to Melina, even if it might shock her to the core.
"I don't know you. I had an insemination a few months ago, two to be exact. So no, you can't be the father of my baby."
Her voice was calm. She didn't want to alarm the situation.
Not even the origin of her nature.
Joice stared at the two-month-old womb and could feel the pulsating energy of her heir in that woman.
It was as if the moon was confirming that Joice wasn't wrong, her son was about to be born just as the moon had said.
A subtle smile formed on her lips.
As if he could connect with the little being growing there.
Joice knew that her lineage would continue and that her legacy would be passed on to the next generation.
The alpha had a new mission: to protect and care for this little werewolf that was to come. Joice had to make sure that he grew up strong and fearless, just like his father or all those who came before him.
When he looked at the woman, he knew that she would be the problem. He couldn't talk to her without first explaining who he was.
"Years ago, I made a mistake. I was young and fighting at home. I went to a bank in town and made a donation. I don't know how they only used it now, but that son is really mine, Melina."
Melina laughed nervously.
"Who sent you here? I think I'd better go. I don't like this."
Melina," Joice began, her voice sounding firm but with a touch of softness. "I know this is going to sound crazy, but I need you to listen to me. I'm not exactly a normal man."
Joice moved to close the front door. He saw the woman run to the telephone near the kitchen. Nimble and quick, he took her hand when she reached him, avoiding any nonsense.
"You need a doctor. This is crazy. I don't know who you are, but you're getting out of here."
"You're going to sit on this sofa and listen to me, understand?"
Her eyes filled with water, she felt her body freeze and a frightening sensation run through her.
"Stop, go away."
Alpha Joice's eyes transformed, revealing her true self in front of her. Melina stared into those intense eyes, which glowed with a wild and powerful aura.
Joice's pupils dilated and became clearer, taking on an intense red hue.
Melina froze, her racing heart echoing in her ears.
"I'm here because of my mistake. You're carrying my child. I'm not just a man."
Fear gripped Melina, almost causing her to scream, but she held back.
"Who are you, then?"
"I'm a werewolf."
Joice's words hung in the air, creating a moment of tense silence. Melina frowned. Confused and not fully understanding what she was hearing.
The shock was evident on her face, and she found herself trying to process a revelation she didn't even know the meaning of.
"A werewolf?" Melina repeated in a whisper, her voice full of disbelief. "That can't be real. Werewolves don't exist. Do you need a doctor? I can call and you can leave."
Joice took a deep breath, preparing to face Melina's incredulity.
He knew the information was difficult to accept. Especially for someone who had lived an ordinary life. Without encountering the supernatural.
"I understand that's impossible," replied Joice serenely. "But it's true, Melina. There is a world beyond what you know, full of supernatural beings, like werewolves. I'm one of them. I'm an alpha."
Melina shook her head, her gaze showing a mixture of total shock.
It was as if her world had been turned upside down in a matter of seconds and someone was trying to shove some crazy idea into it.
"There's no such thing. That's a legend!"
"It was the baby that brought me here. You're carrying my child."
The tone was loud and serious. It didn't sound crazy or like a joke.
"What?!"
The idea of supernatural creatures and a baby with werewolf blood seemed unrealistic.
"You need to know about this as soon as possible. That's why I'm talking to you."
"Are you saying... that the baby I'm carrying has werewolf blood? Your blood. From your sperm that you donated years ago?" asked Melina, her voice trembling, almost laughing with nervousness.
Joice nodded seriously.
"Yes, Melina. Your baby is special. He's Luna's chosen one, a unique being who carries on the werewolf legacy. That's why this situation is so complicated and dangerous. That's why I'm here to take the child".
Melina felt a mixture of fear and fascination welling up inside her. It was difficult to take in all this information at once.
She took a step back, looked at the closed door and felt short of breath.
Melina stared at Joice, unable to believe what she was seeing and hearing.
"You're a werewolf and you're going to take my baby?"
Thoughts of her jumbled together in her mind. She tried to process the shocking revelation in front of her.
The man in front of her, elegantly dressed in an impeccable suit, was now revealed to be a werewolf.
"I don't want you to scream."
"Why would I do that?"
A shiver ran down her spine as she watched the man's features gradually transform.
Her face took on a fierce expression, her red eyes glowing with a frightening intensity. Her features became more angular, as if her true nature was emerging.
She couldn't deny the evidence before her eyes, the existence of a supernatural world that was now revealing itself in her life.
Part of Joice's human features gave way to wolf features, with the appearance of pointed ears and sharp fangs. Hair began to cover her skin, becoming a dense, dark coat.
Melina felt her back slam into a wall. Melina's heart raced in her chest, unable to fully process what she was witnessing. The sight of that astounding transformation was so overwhelming that she couldn't handle the intensity of the moment.
"See, what I'm saying is true."
"You are a..."
She couldn't finish speaking.
A feeling of dizziness and disorientation washed over her, and before she knew it, her senses failed her and she passed out.
Quickly, Joyce realized Melina's state and acted quickly to prevent her from falling to the ground. He held her, shielding her from the impact. Feeling the young woman's weight against her chest.
He watched the delicate face. The blonde hair and the shape of her face have such delicate features. She was a beautiful woman.
"I hope it's strong."
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