POV Andrew
I definitely like the girl. Cute and naive. We are sitting in her apartment and have been staring at each other for an hour. I accepted her rules of the game. How can she know that many werewolves test the strength of their opponents in such a way that whoever takes the first look is weaker? No, dear. Let me be the master of our house!
To be honest, I almost stammed when she decided to check my sex. Well, it's okay, honey, I still have time to prove I'm a real dog. When I cover you up... mm-hmm...
NO, GIRL, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I'm a wolf, actually, a predator, and you make me eat dog food? You have to take everything into your own hands...
She came out of the bathroom in one little towel. Is she kidding?
Hey, what are you doing? Put it back on (I mean the towel). Oh, right now, I'm going to stretch out a huge black puddle (I have blue-black hair). My baby has an awesome figure. I would have eaten it that way.
What rug, what are you talking about, sweetheart? I jumped on her tachtoo with a calm look. Alexandra wrinkled, but settled down next to me, or rather, underneath me. OH, YEAH, THANK YOU, DAD!
At night, however, she tried to shove me down. And who will give it to her?
POV Alexandra.
We lived in harmony for two days. Bobby ate with me, categorically refusing to feed. He especially liked the unfriend steaks. When I sat down to watch TV, he'd sit next to me and put his huge head on my lap. I scratched him behind my ear. And the dog was rumbling pretty badly. I wonder what breed he was? Neither I nor the Internet could guess.
It was a weekend and it was a working day. I punished the dog to behave well and left, closing him in the apartment.
The end of the day.
- Sasha, we need to finish the project," he whispered quietly in my ear.
We worked as designers together. And now we were working on one of the customer's projects in pairs.
- Okay, Tolik, let's just go to my office, I can't be in the office anymore," I said.
We drove a friend's car to my house.
- Tolik, I'm not living alone right now, so don't be afraid," I warned.
- And who do you have? - Tolik's jealous, surprised face made me happy.
To be honest, we like each other, but because of the natural constraints, neither of us can take the first step towards it.
After opening the door, we went to the apartment.
And there... chaos and scenery to such a good chorus. There was down from pillows everywhere. All my shoes, two pairs of them, were gnawed away. The blanket from the bed is lying on the floor. And in the middle of this chaos sits Bob and looks smart on TV! Under his right paw lies the remote control. A-A-A, what a mess is this?
- Bobby," I say in a quiet frenzy. - What have you done to the bastard?
The dog paid his attention to me, but when he saw Tolik behind my back, he looked at him and growled deaf, falling to the ground like a real predator, and, not taking his eyes away from him, went to him, every moment louder and louder than a lever.
Tolik did not wait for the end of the events and simply ran away.
I sat on the couch and covered my face with my hands and sobbed.
- The bastard who made you my shoes. I don't have any money to buy new ones. You soulless bastard. Now I see why your master got rid of you.
The dog came up to me to blame and poked his face in the face, gently licking.
Why me? He's just an unreasonable animal, it's his own fault, I had to clean up the things I needed. I knew the peculiarities of dogs. Oh, come on, what do you want? Having cleaned up the mess, everything that had already been in the huge mouth of Bobby, took out to the dumpster, walked with him, finished the project, had dinner and fell asleep in the arms.
POV Andrew.
The case was in the evening, there was nothing to do. I decided to have a good time. I froliched. Shoes, ugh.... leathers didn't taste good at all. Feathers from the pillow were clogged and between the fangs, had to spit out and spit out for a long time. I pulled the blanket and decided to watch TV.
Sasha came from work. AND WHAT WAS THAT SMELL? Behind her back was a poor-hearted young man. I don't offend old people, women and children, but I have to show that this is my territory and the girl is mine too, so don't hang around here. YES, I am a jealous owner by nature, and no matter how much I struggled with it, nothing helps. The guy ran away.
"Sasha, my girl, don't cry. Shoes? What shoes? Ah, that's a big deal, isn't it? Don't you have any money for new shoes? And what do I do for you? It won't be a problem for you anymore. Whatever, and I have enough money. Don't cry, I'll buy you 30 pairs.
I calmed down some things.
So, anyway....I'm sick of this circus, I need to let her know that I need to take my collar off.
To be continued in the next part
