The Alpha's Breeder

He glanced at me from the corner of his eye before a bright and innocent smile, that obviously did not reach his eyes, bloomed on his lips.

I immediately used this as a chance to get away from him.

This time, he didn't resist when I peeled his arm off of my shoulder and stepped a little further away from him.

"You caught me, grams," he laughed charmingly, sharp and feral eyes never straying from my face.

The stifling atmosphere immediately changed with this woman's appearance.

Her warm kind smile and friendly aura brightened Zanthos' dark attitude.

"Don't mind this boy. He's just a big ol' tease." She turned to me with a really wide smile.

Oh yeah.

I know that Zanthos is just a 'tease'.

She sent a sharp warning glance to Zanthos before her gaze roamed over the contours of my face, her eyes shimmering with astonishment at what she saw.

"I knew you were beautiful beneath all of that makeup but I didn't expect you to be this gorgeous!" she exclaimed.

I really didn't know what to reply to her comment other than, "Thank you."

All of these compliments are making me kind of embarrassed.

"Pardon my rudeness, sweetheart. I never introduced myself the other night. I am Adaleide, Eros' and Zanthos' grandmother. Everyone calls me granny Ada." She reached out and hugged me to her in a warm bear hug that I tried to return.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Emi," I reply when she finally released me from her arms.

She definitely reminded me of my grandmother with the fragrance of delicious food always surrounding her.

Just hugging her made me feel homesick, thinking about my own family that I haven't seen in a long time.

"We won't keep you from the tour, sweetheart. Come on, Zanthos, I need you to help me stir while I make some cookies," Ada said with a knowing glance at the tall male, who didn't look like he was willing to go bake cookies with her.

I'm not too sure I really want to eat those cookies that Zanthos helped make.

Because he had a rather dark look on his face at the idea of baking cookies with his grandmother.

I was slightly scared that he might put something funny in them.

What if I got diarrhea from it?

That sounds gross, but Zanthos is too suspicious for me to believe otherwise.

"Zanthos makes the best cookies, Emi," Ada explained.

My cheek twitches.

"Yes, Emi. You'll have to try some of my cookies. They're better than Eros'," Zanthos joked with this really creepy curve of his thin lips that gave me the heebie-jeebies.

He acted as if cookies meant something else instead of just being a regular cookie.

Him and his gross innuendo.

I shrugged my shoulders and waved them off with a stiff smile on my lips.

This old woman was a lot stronger than what her frail body let on.

I was fooled in the beginning and was quickly reminded of the fact that you shouldn't judge a person by their outer appearance.

Look where that got me.

Before they finally disappeared from sight, Zanthos turned his head around and gave me this wide grin, as if to say that this wasn't the last I will see of him.

Creepy.

I'm sure that if I see him coming, I am going to go the opposite way.

No doubt about it.

"Are you scared of Zanthos?" I asked when Rora led us down another set of hallways.

Her shoulders stiffened at my question and her wide smile seemed to wilt for a split second.

"He is very...intimidating and..." She seemed to ponder on the correct word to say, her fingers nervously pinching the fabric of her shirt between thumb and forefinger.

"Zanthos used to be our Alpha," Rora said with a slightly hushed voice as if she was afraid that someone was listening to us talk.

I couldn't help the shivers from wracking my form just from the thought of Zanthos being the Alpha.