Vet Tech Meets The Alpha

Sebastian gently opened his eyes as the throbbing pain throughout his entire body made him feel as if he had been severely beaten by someone. He endeavored to recall the events that transpired just prior to his loss of consciousness, in the hopes of discovering the cause of his blackout.

"Ouch!" Sebastian growled in response to the intense stinging he felt from the base of his neck all the way down to his spinal cord. He then gripped his neck with his left hand in order to check whether or not there was a gauze covering it.

Sebastian furrowed his brow as he tried to remember who it was that had bandaged up his injury. Because one of his functions as an alpha werewolf was to have lethal senses, the ability to read minds, and rapid wound healing, he does not require bandaging or antiseptic for his wounds to heal. The only drawback to his gift was that if he were to sustain injuries while still assuming the form of a human, his ability to quickly repair himself would be rendered ineffective, and the wounds he would sustain would be excruciatingly unpleasant.

It was an advantage for him to be wounded by the figure of a werewolf in order for his power to be activated. This was the only circumstance in which his wounds would heal swiftly, and the wound itself did not cause him any discomfort at this time.

When Sebastian was trying to remember how he received the wound that extended from his neck to his spine, he was staring at the nav bar matter and giving it his best effort when a brief memory popped into his head. It was unclear, but he seemed to recall a fuzzy memory of himself battling a large number of werewolves in the Land of Promise who were creatures he had never encountered before. Since he was the owner of that island and his pack was the most powerful pack that lived there, it was only natural for him to know each and every one of the werewolves that lived there. In fact, he knew every single one of them.

"Who in the hell are those werewolves that I have battled against?" Sebastian questioned his own inquisitiveness. But just as his inquiries were about to devour him, he became aware that he was in a space that he was not familiar with. The room was really interesting to look at, but he had the impression that he was being held captive in that chamber.

When the door opened, Sebastian was about to stand up when he saw a woman enter the room where he was waiting wearing a black shirt, black pants, and black boots. She was also carrying a black purse. He examined the woman from her feet all the way up to her face, and the stunning brown eyes she possessed mesmerized him the entire time. Those were the most stunning eyes he had ever seen, but at the same time, they were the coldest he had ever encountered in all of his years of looking into people's eyes.

Sebastian was unable to move because the signals of his werewolf transformation, which included an overwhelming urge to consume, caused him to feel thirsty all of a sudden. His senses were informing him that the woman standing at the threshold was none other than his mate, Luna, and that he should touch the woman who was in front of him.

"But that simply cannot happen!" Sebastian yelled at himself in his head, arguing to his instincts that it was absurd for an alpha werewolf to have imprinted on a human. According to the written prophesy left by his ancestor, a werewolf was destined to remain a werewolf. Sebastian's ancestor had left this prophecy.

Before he opened his mouth to speak, Sebastian made an effort to suppress his emotions by clearing his throat. He did so in an appropriate manner and asked, "Who are you?" Because his appearance is modeled on that of a human, it was necessary for him to exhibit the softer side of his personality.

Before ultimately responding to his inquiry, the woman stared at him intently for a full minute before doing so.

"I am Hermione Deborah."

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