My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

Chapter 34

Story and origin of Werewolves.

“What do you know about Werewolves?” Rita asked.

Roxanne scoffed at the question. Was this some sort of joke? Why was Rita talking about

something that had no bearing with the questions she had within her and the situation she was in.

“What kind of question is that? Just tell me-“ Roxanne started to speak impatiently.

“It’s an important question, just answer it. What do you know about Werewolves?”

Rita’s eyes focused on Roxanne, who was a bit confused by the question. But, after seeing the

serious look on Rita’s face, she decided to just give her an answer.

“Werewolves are people who have the ability to turn to wolves. Happy?” Roxanne said with

dissatisfaction.

“I’m serious Roxanne. Is there anything else? Anything your parents told you? Anything you

remember hearing or seeing?” Rita asked, drawing her face closer.

“N-No. I don’t even understand how that is an issue here. Werewolves are fiction, okay? They’re

not real, unlike the predicament I’m currently stuck in” Roxanne expressed. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Rita didn’t reply. Instead, she rested her back and closed her eyes. She mumbled some words to

herself, which Roxanne could not quite make out before she finally sat upright again.

“Okay, listen to me Roxanne. Don’t be freaked out, okay? You asked about the identity of everyone

here. The truth is… We’re Werewolves.

“Werewo- Please stop joking with me! I’m serious here. Werewolves aren’t real. That are-“

“Then what would you call the ‘thing’ that chased you outside your home till you collapsed? Surely

you don’t think it was just your everyday animal, do you?” Rita asked her.

This took Roxanne back to when she was running for her life in order to escape the black furred

creature. She remembered it and spoke some words before she fell unconscious, though she didn’t

remember much else.

“T-That was…” Roxanne said, stopping midway. She couldn’t explain what she saw, but that didn’t

mean she was just going to accept some crazy logic on werewolves.

For all she knew it could be a new species or breed of animal, and the voice she heard? Maybe it

was just in her head. Maybe she just imagined it.

“That was a werewolf, and a very strong one at that… Roxanne. We are all werewolves here. That

is the truth” Rita confessed.

“No, no… W-Werewolves aren’t real. Can you hear yourself right now? You sound crazy!”

Roxanne said with disbelief.

Rita sighed, unsure of how else to explain things to Roxanne. Then an idea appeared in her head,

causing her to smirk. She stood up from her wooden chair and faced Roxanne with her now superior

height.

“Watch this,” Rita told Roxanne.

She raised one of her hands and showed it to Roxanne. Roxanne stared at it emptily, not knowing

what to make of Rita’s demonstration or what to expect.

Suddenly, veins started appearing in her arms as her hair grew longer and covered a portion of her

hands. Her nails became longer and her palm became larger. Before she knew it the hands had

become partly claws as they retained human form, but with a morphed look which resembled that of an

animal… A wolf to be specific.

Roxanne’s eyes widened at the sight, taking in the unbelievable scene she witnessed with her

vet's own eyes as her initial doubt began to fade away, slowly replaced by a new emotion she hadn’t

felt in a while… Fear, but at the same time wonder and amazement.

She looked at Rita and saw her eyes glow yellow, something that wasn’t present before. She also

knew there was no trick to it since they had been together the whole time.

“Believe me now?” Rita smiled as she saw the look in Roxanne’s eyes.

Roxanne jumped from her seat and took steps back, apprehensive of Rita’s beast-like hand.

“T-This is crazy. Omg, how did you do that?” Roxanne screamed, frightened but at the same time

thrilled by the sight.

“It’s okay, calm yourself. Look, it’s fine, okay?” Rita said with a little laugh.

“This can’t be real, can it? I mean… You just …” Roxanne stuttered.

“It’s real. I’m a werewolf, that’s how I’m able to do this… That’s the truth, you can deny it all you

want but it’s the truth nonetheless.” Rita said.

“Unbelievable…” Roxanne mumbled, watching Rita’s hands morph back to regular size.

“It’s called Partial Transformation, a skill we possess”

Roxanne was lost for words. She didn’t know what to believe. She had undeniable proof that Rita

was something more than human. But calling her a Werewolf was far too extreme.

“Can everyone here do this?” She asked Rita with a curious look.

“No, not really,” Rita laughed.

“It’s a skill, you see. That means it takes practice. It’s like saying every person has the potential to

run fast. However, a person’s speed and how far they can run is determined by how much time they

invest in it and train. In that sense, individual skill differs. I’m one of the few who can control Partial

Transformation to only a portion of my body without the help of the moon.,” Rita explained.