I'm Alex, I'm 25 years old, I feel like life passed me by without warning, always focused on my career, to be a veterinarian, a lover of animals, helping the dogs I found in the street, giving them a foster home, or forming homes for those who preferred to be on the street.

I met my fiance at a meeting of friends from college, he wasn't from the same circle, but he was there with one of my classmates, being his childhood friend who came for the holidays.

We connected immediately, he liked my quiet and reserved way of being, he liked that I wasn't like the others who only sought to stand out.

I don't know if it was because he approached me first, or because I wasn't in the mood to look for a partner, being more interested in my training, I accepted him, starting a long-distance relationship, because he lived somewhere else, but we still made it work, then he came to live in the same city when he graduated, to be able to be a little more together, but his work demanded that we barely see each other, without counting my occupation of caring for and healing animals.

Now that I think about it, I was only convenient for him, as I went out of my way to make things easier for him, I picked up his clothes from the dry cleaner, brought him his lunch, and taking care of my chores, I strived to be a girlfriend worthy of him.

We almost never saw each other, I only kept the illusion of having him, and believing that in the end we would make our lives together.

He wasn't going to be there for my birthday because of his work. "When I get back we'll celebrate, you understand that it's for work, and it's hard to get if it's lost" were his words, when I found out he was coming back earlier than expected, I was overcome with anxiety to see him, that I didn't go home to change, I came straight from my work to see him where he had a meeting with his colleagues or so I thought.

Seeing him so affectionate and close to a woman hurts my stomach, I came excited to this place knowing that he was coming back and would be present, always busy with his work, traveling from one place to another, I always justified it, understood, and trusted that we were going in the same direction, I felt happy that he wanted to grow to build a future together.

But seeing him with my own eyes, my chest hurts, my heart beats fast, the air escapes from my lungs. I sense the inevitable when I look more closely, that woman looks very attractive and elegant, her long silky hair, in a golden blonde tone, her makeup that delicately outlines her features, her long and firm legs under that short skirt, those red heels that give her more elegance, is my younger half-sister, the daughter of my father's second marriage. A bitter taste runs through my throat, I feel some envy, and at the same time sadness.

She always wanted everything that I liked, it was like that since she was very little, and if I didn't give it to her she would throw a huge tantrum, she always got everything for being like that, she wanted to be the first to eat the sweets, to be the first chosen to open the Christmas presents, I kept quiet and conformed so that my father wouldn't suffer, so as not to make dramas, he already had a lot to think about to cover all the expenses, and the demands of his wife who wanted to live like a queen, I always showed myself compliant and when I finally had something that I thought was only mine, she appears to take it away from me, but I didn't understand how she knew, I kept it a secret so that this wouldn't happen, so that she wouldn't take away something that makes me happy, because she hated to see me happy, only she wanted to be happy and pampered.

My fiance had told me that he didn't care about the image, that he liked how authentic and unique I was, that he liked my relaxed style, and that I wasn't superficial when it came to putting on makeup. I look at my hands with short nails, my style of leggings and sneakers, with a tight shirt and a jacket, my long hair, loose, wind-swept in a dark tone. I tremble with impotence, my blood boils when I see him whispering something in her ear, holding her by the waist and she smiles with those white and perfect teeth.

I squeeze my cell phone tightly and call him, to talk and not yell at him in front of everyone present, but I see that he only turns off his cell phone and I hear the voice on the other side saying that "the number you are trying to reach is not available", immediately because of the pain I feel I walk without looking, colliding with a waiter who spills all the drink he was carrying on a tray, the collision was so strong that I fall backwards, I imagine myself sprawled on the floor as I fall in slow motion, but something stopped my fall, a strong arm wraps around my waist, taking me against his body and my ear was stuck to his chest listening to a strong and throbbing heart.

"You should be more careful" I heard a deep and penetrating voice in my ear, a thick beard that caressed my neck as it brushed against me.

"I- I'm sorry" I say embarrassed and let go.

Looking up, I realize that the loud noise caught the attention of my half-sister and my fiance.

"HA, HA, WOW, WOW" she commented amused.

I wanted to run away from there, but my feet seemed nailed to the ground, the shock I had from the revelation of being cheated on was strong.

"ALEX" I heard Manuel say in a whisper and saw that he wanted to let go of my half-sister, but she clung to his hand more tightly.

"THERE'S NO NEED TO HIDE IT ANYMORE" she said bluntly.

"It's not the place or the time" Manuel says nervously, sweat running down his temple.

"How did you meet?" I asked with tears stuck in my throat.

She looked at me haughtily, smacked her tongue and moved her left hand that she had free as a sign of importance.

"A WHILE AGO I PASSED BY YOUR WORK, TO SAY HELLO AND IMAGINE MY SURPRISE, I SAW HIM, AND WHEN I SAW HIM I SAID TO MYSELF, I WANT HIM, AND WHAT I WANT I GET" She answered me in a serious tone, in that phrase I read between the lines what she wanted to say, "I and only I deserve the best, you deserve nothing".

It seems that she went through the veterinary clinic where I do my practices, I'm not an official there yet.

"You talk like you're buying an object" I replied, I never said anything to her statements, but the occasion called for it, she was taking my boyfriend away and that bothered me a lot.

"OH, NO SILLY, HOW DO YOU THINK, MANU IS THE GRAND PRIZE, A TEN OUT OF TEN" She says caressing his chest, who looks quite nervous.

It hurt a lot, I felt like I was falling apart inside, my heart was beating frantically, I wanted to tear all the hair out of that damn boyfriend stealer.

"He bought me everything I'm wearing and more, he wants me to look radiant in front of his parents who are coming this weekend" She said in a tone of embarrassment as if that embarrassed her, and fans herself with her hand.

How is it that he bought her everything?, don't tell me that he used the savings we had for the wedding, I think nervously.

I walk away from them towards the bathroom, I enter stopping me by the sink, my stomach hurts because of what I feel and I check the account that we share with Manuel, that we opened to save and have for our wedding.

Seeing the account at zero I scream frustrated and cry with impotence clinging to the sink.

I hear someone enter and I dry my tears to hide it.

"Alexandra... Do you think you can have something better than me... But it's not like that, I always win. I hear my half-sister say."

I straighten up to look her in the face.

"What? I ask incredulously."

"I went to see where you worked, I thought about becoming a manager, but I don't like animals and I saw you with him... I couldn't believe that you had a boyfriend, I never saw you capable. She laughs mockingly looking at me with contempt."

So she knew that he was my boyfriend and because she was so selfish she wanted him for herself.

"Why couldn't I?" I asked annoyed closing my hands in a fist.

"Just look at you. She tells me pointing with contempt."

I look at my attire, for me it's fine, but apparently it's not good for others.

"Your hair is all standing up, your second-hand clothes... Of course it was mine before, always using what I left... When I get bored of Manuel I'll give him back to you... Since you never bothered what I didn't like anymore. She tells me boasting about it."

"At least I'm authentic, you're just appearance." I said annoyed.

"Ha, ha, ha... Only you believe that... But in the end they prefer me first... They don't even notice you. She tells me splashing me with water."

I cover my face so it doesn't get wet.

"Did you get angry?... Does that bother you?. She asks with clenched teeth and loads more water in her hands throwing it on me wetting me completely."

"But what? I ask offended by her attitude."

"I'm just helping you clean yourself, it's just water, you're not going to despise my help. She tells me mockingly."

I raise my hand wanting to slap her.

"AHAAAA, DON'T HURT ME" she shouts sadly and I didn't hit her or do anything to her.

Manuel enters abruptly, slamming the door against the wall when opening it wide.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" He shouts at me with contempt and she hugs him sobbing.

"She attacked me out of nowhere, I don't know why, I was just worried about helping her" lied the very cynical one, as always victimizing herself to get attention from others.

I look full of contained anger, he never showed himself so protective with me, on the contrary he was capable of putting me ahead before something hurt him, he would use me as a shield against anything that threatens his physical health, but now he was protecting my half-sister, he hugged her hiding her from my sight.

I released the air that was pressing on my chest, I look with pain at that scene and left that bathroom bumping her shoulder.

"AHAAAA SHE HURT ME" complained the very hypocritical one.

As always she gets the attention before everyone with false crying, she wants to be the only one who is given attention, she is selfish, envious, vengeful to the max, when she didn't get her way and they told her that it was my turn to receive something first she would pretend that she accepted it and ended up ruining it for me, like that time in the games, when I was ten years old I wanted to go on the carousel, ride the unicorn and she on the roller coaster, but my father considered my suggestion more when seeing dangerous what she chose and my half-sister threw my bear into the mud with a jerk, then she apologized pretending to feel ashamed and sorry, but she looked at me with hatred.

Before leaving the restaurant I feel that I am pulled and I turn seeing Manuel.

"I'm sorry that things come up like this, but I didn't know how to tell you the truth" he confesses to me.

"How long have you been going out?" I ask looking him in the face.

"It's recent" he tells me.

"Three months ago" I hear my half-sister who appears.

"How?" I ask looking at him.

"I'm sorry" he says very idiot.

"I'm sorry? Is that all you can think to say?" I let go with contained anger, I couldn't believe the level of cynicism he had, he was with my half-sister for three months and he kept me hoping for the wedding.

"What do you expect me to say?" Manuel asks me.

I sigh swallowing my tears.

"Why did you keep holding me back? Did you need a maid? Someone to take care of your errands while you were rolling around with this slut?" I ask him annoyed.

"WAIT A MINUTE, DON'T CALL ME THAT" My half-sister jumps angry.

"DON'T MEDDLE STUPID" I shout furiously taking a step forward to slap her, but Manuel intervenes.

"DON'T TALK TO HER LIKE THAT, I NEVER THOUGHT YOU WERE SO VULGAR, GOOD THING I REALIZED IT BEFORE" Manuel tells me pushing me by the shoulders to get me away from her and not hurt her.

With tears in my eyes and my heart broken I run away from before them without direction to cross the street, a deafening sound of a horn stuns me I turn seeing some headlights that blind me I cover my face with my arms seeing myself run over in any second.

Alex

I ran blindly from the pain, unable to hold back the tears, the lights of a vehicle paralyzed me and I felt myself pulled back again, saving me from being hit by a car.

"You must calm down, you can't go around like that," he said, and I couldn't understand how he was so fast, but I didn't have the head for it at that moment.

Memories with my fiance invaded my memory and I only felt my heart, wounded by the betrayal, being squeezed.

"You don't look very good, come and have something hot," he proposed as he took off my wet coat and put his on me, which had an intoxicating and warm masculine scent.

Before I could answer him, he took me by the waist and we sat in a bar next to the restaurant where my fiance was being unfaithful to me. He ordered a coffee and some cheese pastries, they were my favorites, I didn't know how he could have guessed, but he ordered the waiter to bring me that.

It wasn't long before they placed that steaming cup before me, with foam on the surface where a leaf was drawn.

"Thank you," barely came out of my lips.

"Drink it before it gets cold," he indicated.

His deep tone was attractive, as well as bossy, but it didn't bother me, I was always like a sheep that only obeyed orders.

As I drank the coffee, I felt it embrace me in a cozy warmth, consoling the cold I felt from my fiance's betrayal, I looked suspiciously at that ring on my finger and took it off angrily, it had no value, but since he gave it to me from a machine that released surprises, as he confessed to me with shame, I appreciated and cared for it, he promised me that when we got married he would give me a real one.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" I hear him say.

I look up, meeting clear, piercing eyes with a thick eyebrow, a very neatly groomed beard, barely visible cheeks in a light tone, his thin lips. His hair tousled, long in the center and short on the sides, dressed casually, with a light blue shirt, a vest and the coat he gave me, he was wearing dark jeans and a pair of ankle boots. He looked very light in his clothing, the night was very cold outside, but he didn't seem to mind.

I was mesmerized, contemplating his eyes that attracted me as if I had seen them before.

"Do you see something you like?" I hear him ask, clearing his throat.

"I find you familiar," I say in a whisper

The truth is that he was very attractive, for some strange reason I had no intention of running away.

"Do I look that common?" he asked seriously.

He maintained a firm pose with his hands on the table, clasped together.

"I didn't say that," I replied thoughtfully

He stretched out his hand, taking mine, I felt it warm, my hand was freezing, his touch didn't bother me, I didn't like having contact with others, but with him it was different.

"Will you tell me what's wrong?" he insists, looking me in the eyes.

"Don't worry, I appreciate your kindness, and for saving me, but I must go now," I replied with a trembling voice, I wanted to cry, scream my pain to the four winds, but I didn't want to do it in front of him.

"I'm not so old that you talk to me like that," he replied, I smiled nervously, not knowing what to say.

I drank all the coffee, sighed deeply, "Thank you," I said.

"Promise me to be more careful," he says seriously. I nodded, got up, turning to go far away and I see my fiance coming out with my half-sister clinging to his arm, smiling, he didn't notice my presence, he had all his attention on her, they stopped a taxi. My fiance opened the door for her, who went up first, followed by him and I saw them kiss just as the taxi left, I realized that she looked towards me and did it on purpose.

"I can take you home," I heard the man who saved me twice from getting hurt say.

I felt a strong pain in my head, my emotions were accelerated.

I wiped my tears with my hand, turned to refuse, but only nodded, I had no control over my gestures.

Why did I say yes?

"I wanted to refuse"

I think confused.

He guided me to his car, I wasn't going to get in, but I do anyway. I was feeling down, I had to get home, it was the only place I could think of, since I had nowhere else to go.

"Manuel was bothered by the smell of dog that I always brought home, I had to bathe constantly because he said it was annoying, although it never bothered me, and the dogs I rescued bathed so they didn't have a bad smell" I tell him without thinking, for some reason I feel that confidence to talk to him like that.

"You like dogs" I hear him say.

"I love all animals, I studied to be a veterinarian" I tell him

"You have your own clinic" he says to me

"No, I'm just an apprentice" I sigh frustrated.

"Don't be discouraged, you'll make it someday," he affirmed.

"Where is your house?" he asks me

I sighed, remembering my father's house and without thinking I show him the location of his house.

He nodded as he looked at my cell phone where I showed him.

"Look out the window, the night looks nice," he advised.

I contemplated the crescent moon reflected in the water of the river, the lights that border the bridge, everything looked so calm.

We arrived at my father's house, he came out when he saw a car at his entrance, it must have seemed strange to him, I don't usually show up without warning, and I hardly communicate with him. The truth is that as soon as I could leave I did, I couldn't stand living in this house any longer with my stepmother who always put her daughter first and left me behind for everything, I didn't forgive him for not putting an end to that situation, he was the only one I had left as family after my mother died, we have a good relationship. For my part, I was aware that he needed to have a partner, because sooner or later he would form his own family and he would be left alone, he never liked to bother and he knew that he would not leave his house easily, this place was his life.

When I got out, he embraced me, surprised by my sudden affection.

"Good night" I hear him greet my father.

"Good night, I'm Amado Eskala" my father said, shaking his hand.

"Hector Antunez" I hear him reply.

"I'll leave you" he said seriously.

"He saved me from being hit by a car," I told my father to stop him.

"Mr. Jose, please allow me to thank you," my father said.

"I'm Hector... It's not necessary," he replied seriously

My father was trying to be funny by changing his name, but he didn't seem to understand.

"Sorry, the habit that the previous one was Jose" my father replied, I turned red with embarrassment, that was a lie, my father was just testing him.

I nervously went ahead so he wouldn't continue.

"Thank you for everything, I'm Alex... Alexandra, by the way" I said as I said goodbye.

He just nodded, withdrawing.

"IT'S MY DAUGHTER'S BIRTHDAY THIS WEEKEND, YOU'RE INVITED" My father said to him.

"I will be present," Hector replied.

"What brings you here?" my father asked, putting his arm around my shoulder into the house.

"I wanted to come," I replied.

I never confessed to him about my relationship with Manuel, I didn't want to introduce him until I was sure we would get married, and when I started with the plans to have our wedding, I thought about doing it on my birthday, all so that my half-sister wouldn't take him away from me, for some strange reason I was afraid that it would be like that.

So many years made me feel less than I believed that, but I'm tired of that situation, that she took my boyfriend was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"You can stay if you prefer" my father said without much inquiry, I nodded, hugging him, I was looking to be comforted in some way.

His house occupied the entire land, he barely had a porch in the back with a hammock where my mother liked to sit in the afternoon to have a snack. Returning to that house brought back memories and more when I saw the photos that covered the wall of the main room, my father despite the time keeps her memory alive and I knew that my stepmother was bothered by that, but she accepted it because he was the one who put everything, and she always took advantage of it.

I took a bath and threw myself on my old bed, my father always had it ready for when I wanted to come, he made me feel comforted, he always had a place for me.

My phone was ringing with messages from Manuel, a cynic, he was with another and he was messaging me as if nothing had happened.

"I'm sorry for what happened"

"We must talk"

"Let's not end like this"

I saw the messages appear one after another, before I waited for them anxiously and I was happy for a simple hello, now I just felt repulsion.

I canceled the accounts I had in the banks, closed everything, I didn't want to share anything anymore, he knew about my accounts and the passwords, it hurt me that he spent everything we saved for our wedding on my half-sister, she was materialistic, she didn't care about the person, only how much she could get from them and she would soon ask him for more, and surely he, in order to win her admiration, would spend even what was mine to get it, and I wouldn't allow that.

I didn't answer any message. After a while he called me, I knew that if I didn't answer the messages his next move was to call and surely because he had received the message that the accounts were closed, if he wanted to spend something.

I directly turned off my cell phone, I had no desire to know anything about him.

After a while my father knocks on the door.

"A certain Manuel is calling, he says your cell phone doesn't work" I hear my father say.

I go out to answer him.

"Don't tell him I'm here, I don't want to talk to him" I asked in a whisper.

My father nodded "She is not here" he said and hung up.

"Who is Manuel?" He inquired with narrowed eyes.

"Nobody important, if he calls again just cut him off, don't even answer him"

"If he's a stalker, we have to report him" he said seriously

"They don't take those complaints seriously" I reply, closing the door.

I lay down without encouragement, tears flowed, I dedicated my time, my best moments, I endured his horrible habits, he left everything thrown, he didn't wash the cutlery he used, he burped and farted loudly, the bathroom door he left open letting the smell invade the apartment, he wasn't that attractive, he was short, his personal hygiene was terrible and he demanded that I always be clean.

After a while I heard a car arrive, my stepmother got out.

This is not true, I think annoyed.

"Alexandra, your mother has arrived" my father tells me

I changed, I had no desire to put up with her, I packed my backpack to leave, not even in my father's house could I be calm, I thought I was in one of her supposed spiritual retreats.

"Oh, Alex you were" said my stepmother when she saw me.

"It's a pleasure to see you, an emergency has come up, I must leave" I lied to her.

"We will have a meal to celebrate Reina" she warns me

"Sure" I replied, playing down the importance.

"Your little sister is getting married" I heard her say, I stopped in the air.

I turned with a fake smile.

"She, being the youngest, gets married before you, you must hurry to find a partner, the clock of life doesn't wait and the train passes you by" she comments with contempt.

I see, that's why she was calling me, surely to get money from me, the very unfortunate one. I think annoyed.

"Who is she going to marry? I ask imagining that it is Manuel.

"A multimillionaire, very renowned businessman, maybe you don't know him" she says making a gesture with her hand.

"Does he have a name?" I ask insistently.

"You will know him, he will be formally presented at a dinner, we will let you know" she says to me.

"Great" I reply with a fake smile.

"As the older sister you must collaborate for her party" she tells me.

"Why?"

"For being the older sister and for having a job, you earn very well it won't cost you to give a few thousand"

"If she marries a millionaire, let him pay for it" I told her

"I'm not talking about her engagement, but about her graduation party, of course the fiance pays for the wedding, you will never know about that because you never had one, how slow you are" she tells me.

"Ha" I said offended and I left like a cannonball before tearing out her extensions.

HECTOR JOSE ANTUNEZ

From a very young age, my destiny has been marked by the bloodline, it is my turn to be the next Alpha, I was always the strongest, the best in everything, the first to have my metamorphosis, my younger brother consumed by envy, when I had my change, he attacked me, left me mortally wounded and abandoned, hoping that I would die and only he would be the one to take the position. To make sure of that, he left me near humans, as they live in a small community, they are fearful by nature and destroy any species they consider a threat to them, and a wolf is something they look upon with bad eyes. He never imagined that a young woman with a pure soul felt sorry for a wounded wolf, she took care of all the animals, took me to her house, healed my wounds, slept by my side worried for me to get better, treated me with immense tenderness, her father did not agree very much, but he agreed to her imploration to have me until I improved and on the condition of setting me free when my wounds healed, he accepted.

Memory

She spoke to me as if she were talking to an equal

"I am Alexandra"

"I have always liked animals since I was little, if I find a wounded bird, I heal it, my house looks like a zoo, because I have all kinds of animals, such as cats, dogs, parrot, hen, ducks, pig and a sheep, being an only daughter, my father indulges me, but don't tell him I know that." She whispered to me

"Unfortunately, my mother passed away from an illness that she had been carrying for years, but finding you gives me comfort," she told me sadly.

"Daughter that's not a dog. Her father said when he saw her carrying me in her arms wrapped in a coat, at that time I was the size of a medium-sized dog."

"Anyway I'm going to heal it." She said determined.

Her father sighed shaking his head and just kept silent, he knew that no matter what he said to her, he would not convince her otherwise.

For a week she dedicated herself to healing me, she made me a bed in a sector of her father's warehouse and watched over my recovery, for my part I was very bad, weak.

"I know that even if I tell you, you will not listen to me, but that animal is more on the other side than this one. I heard her father comment, suggesting that I was going to die despite all the effort she put in for me to recover."

As it was cool at night she would take me inside the house near the fireplace, and she would hold me in her arms talking to encourage me, her warmth comforted me.

"Don't listen to my father, listen to me, you're going to recover. She whispers in my ear."

Shortly after, away from her father's expectations, I recovered, I was surprised that she gave me a bath, I felt a tickle when I felt her brush me and dry me with a towel, before her it was revealed that I was of a beautiful dark color with a white spot on my neck in the shape of a star, my fur was soft to the touch, she had huge eyes that looked at me with tenderness, I couldn't contain myself and I licked her face making her smile.

I got used to sleeping in her lap, she gave me small pieces of cooked meat that she put on a plate and she accompanied me to make sure I ate well to regain strength.

She held me in her arms, moved me in a small cart that she dragged with her bicycle, gave me water with a small spoon, hugged me and sang encouraging me.

I'm not going to deny that I became fond of her, but one morning I chose to leave.

"I told you it was a wild animal, at least you healed it. Her father said as consolation."

END OF THE MEMORY

With her care and affection I improved, my wounds healed. I will not deny that at first I felt discouraged, that they would not heal immediately, because my brother used a substance in the weapon that caused me the wounds, so that I could not heal immediately, which left me defenseless and that way not being able to defend myself if the humans attacked me.

The time I was under the care of that young woman, my system was taking more strength, the energy of being a strong and unique species began to form. I was a young werewolf, who was in his stage of development, where it would be noticed who deserved to be the one to guide the pack and it would not be the exception.

Being stronger, and managing my transformation, I maintained my wolf form during the time I shared in that home, it was not a problem, her house was on the outskirts, so my presence was not noticed by other humans.

My wolf became fond of the young woman, he did not want to leave her, but I had a mission, I had to return and reclaim my place. So I returned to my community, challenged my brother who had self-proclaimed himself Alpha to a fight, believing that he had destroyed me, I defeated him without much effort, the only thing he had was arrogance and not leadership. Thanks to my performance I guided my community, making it prosperous and safe. My family was proud.

I became a powerful leader, implacable with enemies, cold, determined, who does not hesitate when it comes to putting an end to the existence of those who want to torment the peace in our community.

One night I went to a friend's house to spend a few days, he chose to live among humans, he is a doctor, and my visit was mainly to reach an agreement with the representatives of the humans, there was a group that was after us with the clear intention of destroying us. In one of those attacks they hurt my mother, they almost ended her life, my father wanted the destruction of the humans.

But according to my friend not all of them were like that and according to their leader they wanted to maintain peace, ordinary people were not aware of our existence, for them we were just a myth, an urban legend that they used to make children behave, by ensuring that we represent a threat. They assured that they would take care of those responsible, my father wanted them to be brought before him.

My friend took me to a restaurant with his younger brother, in that place my wolf became restless, he felt the scent of that young woman who took care of me a long time ago, she was more grown up, her soul was still pure, I could not keep paying attention to the conversation with my acquaintances, my wolf only wanted to be close to her.

Noticing that she would fall, I couldn't help but catch her, feeling her figure in my arms, an energy ran through me that I had never felt before, I had to have control of my wolf, so I kept a serious expression.

Looking at her I could see that she was suffering, I realized that apparently there was one who was her partner and he was cheating on her.

Just by looking into her eyes in a blink I knew her whole life, she was still taking care of animals, she studied to be a veterinarian, she worked with her motorcycle to take people where they needed her or packages that they requested, even to do paperwork, she strived to pay her expenses and be able to live independently.

I witnessed the argument she had with who was supposedly her partner and the girl who was with him. Seeing that she was going to the bathroom I wanted to follow her, but my friend Dante stopped me.

"We must not get involved" he told me seriously reminding me that we should not interfere in the lives of humans, only observe them, learn from their customs and based on that judge if they deserve to continue living.

I stayed upset thinking about everything, my wolf only wanted to protect her, he only wanted to be with her.

After a while I see her rushing out heading to the exit and is intercepted by that guy and the young woman for whom he changed her, I wanted to break his neck to see that he pushed her, my friend stopped me from the arm anticipating my movement of wanting to go towards them, I should not make myself noticeable, I had to go unnoticed, but I could not tolerate that they mistreat her.

She ran out of the place, was going to cross without looking, I broke free from my friend and ran, I held her in time before a car ran over her.

I took her to have a coffee and calm down, but again she witnessed how her partner left the restaurant that was next door with that other young woman and exchanged saliva while they left in a taxi.

I offered to take her home, she luckily accepted, she looked sad.

I took her to her father's house, seeing that residence again brought back memories. Her father, as thanks, invited me to Alexandra's birthday party which I accepted to attend, any opportunity to see her again was a priority for me.

I returned with my friends, we had a couple of drinks.

"Since you are here, let's dance. Dante invites me."

"I am not capable of attending those rituals. I confessed seriously."

"Relax a little godfather, you want to know the customs here, what better is to see how they have fun. Sam tells me, who is Dante's younger brother, and my godson at the same time."

"And you don't have to dance if you don't want to, it's not an obligation. Dante tells me."

I sighed annoyed, the idea did not attract me, in our community I never attended those dances, because for us it is like a ritual to get a partner.

My friend looked at me fixed.

"They don't have the same customs as us, here they just dance, share a drink, and that doesn't mean they have to maintain a relationship, unless they want to. He commented to me."

"Alright. But only for a moment, I told them."

"First you must change your attire. Sam points out to me."

"What's wrong with it? I ask him looking at my clothes, I always dress like this, not even for meetings I bothered to wear a suit."

"It is customary to dress well, give a good impression. Sam told me."

"I don't understand, for what or what? I ask him doubting to go, I never had to impress anyone, on the contrary everyone strives to impress and be good with me."

I sigh frustrated, if it were others I would put them in their place with a single gesture, but it is about my friends who are more than family, always supporting me in the most difficult moments, they were the ones who helped me stop my father and be more rational when some humans tried to end my mother's life, he wanted to destroy humanity, swearing to end everyone, but with their support we managed to prevent him from going to that extreme.

They took me to their residence, they provided me with a black shirt and black pants with a pair of shoes that look like sneakers, they know that I like to dress in a relaxed way, but they insist that I dress like this.

"Who would say, I never thought they would be so delicate and superficial in looking at the appearance. I told them seeing how they got me ready."

"You have to give a good impression, it is important to smell good, give a clean image, so that they accept you as part of their group, here those who are dirty, badly dressed are despised and placed in the lowest part of society, also being professionals is the rule to be like that. My friend Dante tells me, they dressed similarly."

(DANTE CORGONO)

(SAM CORGONO)

"In that case give me one of those liquids that you use to smell good, you have a collection. I pointed out to him."

"Have this one is for men like you, it is durable its woody aroma, ceibo with touches of forest aroma. He describes me."

"Hides the wolf smell. Sam tells me."

"What's wrong with my scent?"

"NOTHING. He says nervously shaking his hands."

We left in their car, we arrived at an establishment, there was a long line of people at the entrance.

"We are not going to wait. Dante clarified to me hearing how I snorted annoyed, I did not like the idea of waiting."

Upon entering the music was deafening, as we walked to a sector that my friend pointed out to us to sit down to have something, my wolf became alert when he felt Alexandra's scent, so I began to look for her with my eyes.