Serving the Alpha.

The question that Nikki posed was, "So you're going to stay here by yourself?" All of the other guys had already made plans with their families or with their buddies, and we were going to take a month-long break. At the very least, I would be the only person who would be staying in the dormitory for a couple of weeks.

It's true. However, it is not a problem; I have something very special in mind that I would like to accomplish while everyone else is gone," I responded to him. In order to avoid having to either take his sugar glider to his mother's house or pay a pet sitter while he was away, Nikki asked me to monitor his sugar glider while he was gone.

"So, can you watch him?"

"I would be thrilled to. I am aware of that. I smiled and informed him that I adored him.

Every single one of the guys had a pet. Because of our schedules and the fact that we were traveling, the majority of them stayed with family members the majority of the time. However, there were a few of them who resided here. I had a deep affection for animals, but due to my allergic reactions, I was never able to get a pet of my own.

After two days had passed, when the final resident had departed the dormitory, I retrieved a leaflet from the drawer of my dresser and sat on my bed, conducting another review of the document. The fact that I hadn't considered doing this previously was incomprehensible to me. After taking a peek at my watch, I saw that I had a little over an hour left till my scheduled appointment. I was quite enthusiastic about the prospect of acquiring a hybrid as a pet, and I was going to look into it. The fact that they are non-allergenic was something I was aware of when I picked up this leaflet in a coffee shop. This makes them an ideal choice for someone like myself.

After a few periods of time had passed, I made my way through the entrance of the hybrid management facility. I paused and took a look around at the walls, which were a sterile, bright white color. Okay, that's quite neat. Taking a whiff of the air, I became aware that it smelled like coffee. I was under the impression that this location would smell and appear more like an animal shelter. I just couldn't fathom why.

He rushed over to me with his hand out. He was a tall and skinny young man.

How are you today? If you are Fabie Hendrix, then be so. This is Ozzy, my name. He said, "Welcome to Hybrid Heaven," in a manner that was almost too pleasant and peppy. "You're interested in a hybrid, yes?"

I gave a slight nod. Ozzy resumed his conversation by asking, "Have you given any thought to the different kinds of hybrids that you would like to learn about?" This place is home to a wide variety of animals, including cats, dogs, rabbits, monkeys, wolves, foxes, and tigers, among others. The list continues on and on.

I took a look around while I was considering it. "Honestly, I'd like to look around at the different options, but I kind of came in with the idea of getting a cat." He eagerly grasped my arm and led me down a hallway to show me the various rooms where they housed the various species. He was quite excited during this experience. I was aware that I did not want anything that could potentially be harmful. There will be no panthers, tigers, or wolves for me. A cute and cuddly item was what I was looking for.

However, Ozzy promoted the tigers and wolves, stating that I would appear to be a tough individual if I were to go down the street with one of those, but I was not interested in possessing either of those animals.

After a while, I told him, "I really think I'd like to check out the cats," and he accepted my statement. It was clear that he was dissatisfied with my decision because he frowned at me and rolled his eyes.

"Alright. Despite the fact that they are not nearly as thrilling, he ultimately gave in and said, "Let's go look at them."

Excitement is different from what I'm looking for. I am searching for a partner and a source of consolation. It is sufficient for my existence to be thrilling on its own. All I want is anything that reminds me of my own house.

He took me down another corridor and around a couple of corners until we came to a stop in front of a large window that looked into a room that contained several cat hybrids. All of the hybrids were dressed in the same white jumpsuit that was worn by all of them. I moved closer to the window and took a quick look across the entire room. Almost immediately, I noticed a particular window that caught my attention.

Her ears and tail were midnight black with pink tips, and her hair was pink. Her ears and tail were also pink. But what really drew my attention was the way she carried herself. While the others were continually moving around the room and roaming around, she sat calmly on the large windowsill, brushing her ears and looking down on the others as if she were looking down on them. Despite the fact that she was the queen and this was her court, it was easily discernible that she was completely and utterly bored.

I inquired of Ozzy, "Tell me about the one with the pink hair," and he responded.

A bit too familiar, he pulled a face and rested his hand on my shoulder. He was rather familiar. It's a female cat mix, isn't it? You would benefit from giving that some thought for a moment before you commit yourself to something that you are not prepared for.

When I stared at his hand on my shoulder, I did it with a sharp gaze and raised my eyebrows. He swiftly removed his hand and was embarrassed as he did so. Although it is true that I am exceedingly loving with the people who are close to me, this does not apply to persons who are not familiar with me. Although I am aware that some people view me as a fuckboy, the truth is that I am not. In order for me to be ready for any kind of physical relationship, I need to have feelings for the person I am interested in.

Putting his fingers together in the shape of a teepee, he thought for a moment, "Okay, number 134...she is very affectionate and enjoys cuddling quite a bit." On the other hand, she is only sometimes approachable. Unlike the majority of cat hybrids, she enjoys spending time by herself. She does not exhibit the same level of restlessness as the others. As long as there is a sliver of sunlight available for her to sit in, she will do so with great contentment. In spite of the fact that she does not require constant entertainment throughout the day, she despises being ignored when she is attempting to get attention. Where else can one find it? Quite frequently, she expresses her dissatisfaction with the outfit. In her ideal world, she would be dressed up in adorable garments. Our outfits, according to her, are uninteresting and beneath anything any cat would ever genuinely wear in their life. It is highly likely that she is the most intellectual hybrid cat that we have ever owned.

"The number 134? So that's how you have them named? If I were to take her home, could I change her name? As I pondered the question, I couldn't help but think about how humiliating it would be to be referred to so frequently as a faceless number.

Once more, he put his hands on me without asking, and he drew me away from the window. Exactly what is going on with this individual? Do you know who he believes he is?

According to him, "Let me talk to you quickly about female cat hybrids," he remarked as he peered about to make sure that he was not being monitored. To tell you the truth, I am breaking the rules by doing this, but believe me when I say that you will be grateful to me for the warning. "To say the least, Mr. Fabie, they are challenging to deal with."

I was already set in my decision, but I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. While he continued, I continued to stare at him.

The majority of the time, they are quite possessive and overly affectionate. To the point where the majority of people give them back for that reason alone, although their behavior in regular life is nothing compared to how they behave when they are in heat. When they are in heat, they are adamant about the urge to mate with anybody and everyone on the planet. When I asked him about it, he told me that they go into heat approximately once a month.

"What am I supposed to do when that happens?" I inquired about it.

"Well, to begin, you are going to want to make sure that she continues to use birth control. Not only is it significant, but in all honesty, that is true for any hybrid that you could acquire. At this location, we sell that, so acquiring some of it should not be a problem. You might also try to find her a male hybrid to mate with. It would only be necessary for her to do it once for each heat. There are internet communities that can be used to organize...dates. Alternatively, you may simply confine her to a room and prevent her from interacting with any males in the vicinity. Sex is not required of her in any way. If she does not, she will not suffer any bodily harm; nevertheless, she may experience a great deal of discomfort as a result of this. Alternately... While he was still talking, he made a suggestive gesture toward me by wagging his eyebrows up and down.

As I frowned at him, I was unsure of what he was trying to convey. "What are you saying?" I inquired about it. "Are you suggesting that I...?" I was taken aback by the news.

One of his shoulders was shrugged. It's something that a lot of people do. It is not a major concern. It does not violate any laws and is not even looked down upon by society. It is possible for you to handle it on your own. Alternatively, ask one of your close friends to carry it out. However, it is undoubtedly the same as it is with any other human being. Agreement is required from both parties.

I had no notion that this was a typical aspect of carrying a hybrid vehicle. While I was familiar with individuals who had hybrids, this was the very first time I had heard of any of this. This revelation undoubtedly came as a surprise to me, but at the same time, it did not convince me to change my position.

I made my way back to the window in order to observe her for a little while longer. When a male attempted to grab her attention, she simply yawned and turned her back on him while flicking her tail in his face. He was unsuccessful in his attempt. I let out a chuckle. My gal is that one. I shifted my attention to Ozzy, who was watching me and expecting that I would move on to something more fascinating, but I was about to let him down.

"She's affectionate?" I inquired about it. Then, is it simple to manage? With the exception of what you've shared with me in general."

"Yes, she is quite affectionate, but she is more affectionate with people than she is with other hybrids. In the event that you were looking for someone to love and care for you, she would be an excellent option. She is not at all difficult to manage; in fact, she is quite kind and obedient. However, she is also intelligent enough to manipulate you if you need to pay attention to what she is doing.

While I was unable to tear my gaze away from her, I gave a slight nod. "I'll take her."