Twenty One : Meeting Zanthos
Eros had left with Toran a while ago when he had appointed a young girl to be my tour guide of this place. Which I really appreciated because Eros wasn’t going to escort me. It would be a lot harder to discover any escape routes with him around. If he realized my intentions to run away, then I’m assured that he would renovate this whole pack house like he did his room.
That would really be a scary sight to see.
“I’m Rora. Like Aurora but just ’Rora, Alpha Female!” Rora was very bubbly, jumping around in her excitement to introduce herself to me. I wish I was as energetic as she was but truthfully she looked like she was on a sugar rush. Rora looked to be 13 or 14 years old with a bright innocent smile on her face and light blonde hair cut short in a bob.
“You can just call me Emi,” I reply slowly as she skipped ahead of me by almost 3 yards before jumping right back. I’ve never seen anyone with so much energy to spare before.
“You’re really pretty,” Rora complimented out of nowhere, head tilted to the side cutely with a quirk of her lips. Light blue eyes followed my face before nodding as if she appreciated what she saw.
“Thank you.” I slowly followed her. I could tell that I already really liked her. What girl wouldn’t like it when she gets compliments? Come on.
Rora seemed like the type of person to speak her mind and truthfully answer everything unlike most people out there.Like me for instance. I tended to bottle up my feelings and kept most thoughts to myself which was completely opposite of her.
She introduced me to most areas of the pack house before moving to the gigantic sized dining hall that seemed to like some sort of venue for weddings and parties. I can only imagine how many people are in this pack of theirs just by the size of this dining hall.
I almost jumped at the sudden appearance of a man by the door. His back was leaning against the oak doors, hand holding a cigarette to his lips with dark blue eyes that seemed to look right into my soul with a smirk that brought goosebumps to the skin of my arms.
He looked a lot like Eros but with a more mischievous and dark feel. Dark brown hair and handsome aristocratic features that resembled Eros by almost 40 percent really surprised me.
They aren’t twins are they?
Eros never said he had any siblings, not that I asked.
I obviously knew nothing about Eros.
“You reek of Eros,” the mischievous male said, scrunching his nose in distaste and glancing at me with his head tipped upwards. His stare seemed to move from my face down to my body and back up.
My face twitched. I was tempted to slap him for his rather blatant and pointed gaze at my assets.
“Which is a good thing, Alpha Female,” Rora said softly, head bent down submissively to this man as if he held a higher position than her in the pack. Rora looked as if she was scared of this man. When I glanced downwards, I noticed her hands were trembling, her whole body seemed rather stiff and taut.
Who is he?
“I’m Zanthos, Eros’ brother,” Zanthos introduced, large hands coming out towards me with a cheeky grin that seemed to darken his face. I don’t know why but I’m reminded of Hades and Zeus from the Greek mythology that I learned back in school.
Should I shake his hands?
I guess I hesitated too long because he reached out and grabbed my hand in his with a tight grip and shook it a couple of times.
“You’re a lot hotter than what all the pack members have been saying. Which is kind of sad that such a beautiful girl like you will be mated to Eros.” he asked with a flirting tone of voice, “Do you want to be my mate instead?”
I didn’t quite know if he was teasing or not but I felt oddly uncomfortable at his piercing stare, which seemed to be shooting out signals telling me to say ‘yes’.
He was still holding my hand and I could feel my skin crawl.
With a sharp tug, I managed to get my hand back from his and it was slightly pink from his tight grip. I slowly rest my hand against my dress and rubbed my sweaty palms onto it, trying to get rid of the feeling of his skin against mine.
“I’m fine, thank you,” I reply courteously, ignoring his pointed look of disappointment.
I have mixed feelings about this Zanthos. He appears to be much more than what meets the eye and I really don’t want to get to know the real him because I’m afraid of what I would find.
“Since I don’t smell his seed on or in you, feel free to change your mind, Emi,” he grinned cheekily, arm suddenly swinging across my shoulders, leaning his weight onto me.
I don’t understand how easy going he is acting.
I’m not even going to ask how he knew my name because that is not creepy at all, note my sarcasm. I had a feeling that he has been following us since the beginning, probably after Eros left.
After shrugging for the third time in an attempt to dislodge his heavy arm, he still wouldn’t let go of my shoulder. Rora was glancing at me with this rather pitiful look as if she wanted to do something but was unable to.
“Can you please remove your arm, Zanthos?” I bit out through clenched teeth, my finger nails biting into my palms.
I was tempted to punch him for his presumptuous ways but I didn’t know if he would take the offensive and punch me back. I don’t think I could take the brunt of a punch from a six-seven foot werewolf.
Perhaps I am just over thinking it, but I feel like he is a very dangerous person.
“I like being this close to you, Emi. I feel like I’ve known you my whole life!” He replied, warm breath fluttering the hairs on the top of my head.
This is what I mean when I say typical Alpha male behavior that I saw in most male werewolves. Arrogant, self centered, forceful, and rude. They acted as if females had no standing whatsoever and took whatever they wanted when they wanted. They don’t take ‘no’ for an answer and it looked like this Zanthos is the same.
Thank God Eros was not anything like this. I wouldn’t know what I would do if he was.
“That’s nice, but I don’t feel the same way so remove your arm,” I ground out, stepping forward only to have his arm pull me back to his side, this time even closer than we were a moment ago.
I’m really just this close from kneeing him in the balls if he doesn’t quit. I’m sure it would hurt the same way as it would for humans.
“With a little bit of time, I’m sure you will,” he said mysteriously with a dark and slightly malicious smirk.
He’s handsome and all but did he have to be so scary?
“Zanthos, are you teasing Emi already?” The older woman from before came strolling into the dining hall when I felt Zanthos stiffen before putting on a bright and innocent smile that obviously did not reach his eyes.
I immediately used this as a chance to get away from him and immediately walked straight towards the old woman. She seemed to have a different effect on him since he seemed to listen to her.
“You caught me, grams,” he laughed but his eyes never strayed from my face.
Talk about two-faced.