The Alpha's Breeder

If they know that I managed to get away from Jared and his pack, they will surely hunt me down for information.

By then, I would still have to live in hiding.

How easy is it to create a fake ident.i.ty without causing suspicion or with my never-aging face?

I"m sure that the government would be able to track me down as easy as pie.

And, if I"m lucky, they might just send their Hunters after me.

Then, that would be the end of me.

Literally.

The options don"t look very promising—either direction that I take.

It"s almost like choosing between the lesser of two evils.

I know I"m over thinking and I can"t help it.

So I decided to just go with the flow and see where it gets me.

Hopefully not buried six feet under.

Hopefully.

As the days pa.s.sed in a blur, I"ve also learned a little more about Eros.

It would be weird to be sleeping in the same bed as him and not learn a thing or two about him.

At least I thought so.

Although, there are some people who have been married for over 20 years and still don"t know they"re sleeping next to a psycho.

Is that not scary?

But anyway, I learned that his parents already pa.s.sed away during the vampire versus werewolf war hundreds of years ago and that Zanthos is his only living sibling.

Eros is not just a regular Alpha.

He is 1 of the 5 Cardinal Alphas.

After superseding Zanthos, he worked his way up the ladder to becoming a Cardinal Alpha and has been reigning over the central territories for a while now.

Eros didn"t hide anything from me and was completely open and honest about everything.

If I had questions about him or the pack, he answered them without any hesitation.

Which was weird to me because I could easily use this information against him.

Although he knew this, I can tell that Eros trusted me.

I don"t know what I have done to attain his trust because, so far, I have done absolutely nothing but sit around and be treated like a queen.

Eros put me on his top priority.

While he treated everyone well, he treated me better.

Not to brag but it was the truth.

He is very meticulous in the care of me. Everything he did was immaculate, especially if it came to me.

Which made me like him even more than I already did. I don"t know if it was a good or a bad thing.

Other than that, he was extremely patient with me, never forcing me into anything that I wasn"t comfortable with.

Truthfully, he has been a complete gentleman, even in bed.

He kept his hands to himself, never touching anything he wasn"t supposed to without my consent, and he had kept his promise.

Although his erection would stab me in the b.u.t.t or lower back almost the entire night, the man refused to take care of it. I think that it would be bad for his health to hold it in.

I had even told him to go take a cold shower, hinting at his erection but he said, "It"s a waste to see it go down the drain."

I was speechless for almost 30 seconds before I took it as a joke and laughed it off when I was actually crying on the inside.

Now, I really wonder what would really happen if we mated.

Would I come out of it with certain limbs missing or would I be on bed rest for the next two months?

Who knows?

The strong attraction, unbearable sensations, and uncontrollable emotions are a lot more than I can handle.

And the fact that Eros could make me tremble and moan, without even touching me, is almost sinful.

And I wonder if anyone should ever be given this ability over someone.

It is downright illegal.

I was never given such an opportunity to discover this tidbit of information while working for the government.

As I am now learning it first hand, I"ve learned a lot more than I could inside of a laboratory.