WARNINGS: yandere themes, blood

Note: This is very late and not very good, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!



The zoo was bathed in a pale white under the glow of the full moon. You had never been here this late and you were beginning to believe it was a bad idea. The lions and hyenas had kept you, and you had to feed the wolves still.

The door to the exhibit creaked noisily as you opened it, carrying a bucket of steaks. You had to hurry, the zoo had already closed an hour ago.

Unsurprisingly, Jack was waiting for you. He paced in front of the door and, when it opened, he turned to face you with childlike excitement.

You laughed at his expression and pulled a steak out of the bucket, handing it over to him. "Look, Jack, I have to be fast tonight..."

Jack looked offended.

"It doesn't have anything to do with you guys," you reassured him, "I'm just running late."

You peered around the clearing, not surprised to see it deserted, "Where are the other wolves then? Are they in the woods or down by the river?"

Jack looked startled, "He didn't tell you?"

"Who didn't tell me what?" you blinked, confused.

Staring at the ground as though thinking something over, Jack finally said, "I take you to them. Follow me."

"Okay!" you said cheerfully. You held the bucket in both hands as you followed Jack into the woods.

You were a little nervous to face the other wolves again. They didn't seem to like you much, but you secretly trusted Jack to defend you if necessary.

The trek through the woods was a long one, since you kept tripping over exposed tree roots the deeper in you got. Finally, it opened up into a clearing overlooking the river.

"What the hell happened here?"

Copious amounts of blood coated the tree trunks, the large rock, and the grass of the clearing. The grass itself was soaked in it, turned entirely red in patches. There were streaks of blood as if something was dragged and the rock had an ominous dark patch as though someone's head had been bashed against it.

You stared at the horrifying display, unable to scream like you so desperately wanted to due to the lack of air in your lungs. Seeing all the red made you feel as though the air had been punched out of you.

"Jack, what happened?" you managed to ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jack stared blankly at you, "They hurt you."

"SO YOU KILLED THEM?" you screamed.

Jack looked like a kicked puppy, his ears flat against his head as he ducked, as though afraid you might hit him. A surge of guilt ran through you before you remembered what he did.

"This is insane," you murmured, "Are all of them dead?"

"Yes," Jack replied.

It was all so brutal... you felt yourself shutting down, gasping for breath as though there was little oxygen left in the air. Jack did this? Sweet Jack who followed you around like a lost puppy?

"Are you going to kill me?" you whimpered.

His eyes went wide, "No!"

Tears began to flow freely from your eyes and you let out a small sob. Sure, you hadn't liked the other wolves much, but to think they were all dead...

"I need to go," you whispered, dropping the bucket of steaks and running blindly back through the woods. You tripped over a tree root and went sprawling across the grass. To your horror, even here there were streaks of blood inches from your face, as though someone had been injured but tried to escape.

You picked yourself back up, feeling sick, and ran across the clearing to the exhibit door. You pulled hard on the handle but it refused to move. Suddenly, the floodlights to the zoo turned off, bathing you in moonlight alone.

Someone's doing this. You realized quickly. It's an electric lock, so someone manually locked the door from the control center.

Tearfully, you turned around and found yourself face to face with Jack. He looked like Christmas had come early.

His large hand took your smaller one into his own, his claws carefully moved out of the way so they did not scrape your skin. He examined your hand closely, intrigued by what he saw.

"Omega," he supplied eagerly.

"Huh?"

"My little omega," he crooned, a look on his face you'd never seen before. His pupils were dilated, eyes wide open, and a little drool ran down his chin. He leaned in close, trapping you against the door, and took a deep sniff of your scent.

"Mate," he said, "My mate."

"Jack, let me go," you demanded as you tried to extract your hand from his tightening grip. But it was far too late, he had gone positively feral. His tail wagged and his ears were pricked, his dilated pupils trained on your face.

Suddenly, he lunged forward, sinking his fangs into your neck. You screamed like a banshee in both pain and surprise. You tried to push him away, but his fangs only sunk deeper. You wept bitterly, unable to push him off of you.

"My mate," Jack pulled free of your neck and grinned down at you with bloody teeth, "Your turn." He tilted his head to give you free access to his own neck.

Some sort of weird mating ritual... you realized quickly. You opened your mouth and pointed at your teeth, "I don't have fangs, Jack."

Jack didn't look particularly bothered by this fact and merely reached down and picked you up, ignoring your squeak of fear. He held you like a baby, curling his claws into your skin, not hard enough to break the skin but enough to give a warning.

He headed back through the forest and entered a cave near the civilians' path. It had one glass wall, so guests could see into the massive cave.

Come morning, they'd see one wolf and one broken human resting inside.