94 Far Too Young

After about 15 minutes, I started praying that someone would drag her away or distract her enough so that I could make my escape.

Another 15 minutes went by when a tall muscled guy came for her.

Thank the lord.

Any minute longer and she was going to talk my ear off and Eros would never be able to see me again.

I'm exaggerating.

I breathed out a sigh of relief when I saw the male put his arms around Brandy's waist in a rather possessive hold as if they were in a relationship.

Other than the fact that she liked to talk way too much, Brandy wasn't that bad.

"She talks a lot," Rora admitted when Brandy disappeared from our sight.

I couldn't help but nod repeatedly in response.

Brandy sure did.

Rora and I continued to trek across the hall when we walked past that tall curvaceous blond female who has been giving me the stink eye ever since I noticed her, which was almost 30 minutes ago after Eros left.

And to be honest, I'm not that surprised.

She might be one of the haters because of my background history.

Maybe.

"Do you know her, Rora?" I asked once we were a little further away.

I could still feel her penetrating glare on my back like she wanted to pierce straight through me with her eyes.

How scary.

"That's Lia." Rora glanced slightly at the blonde haired female who was fairly intimidating to the back of us.

"She's been glaring at me for the last 30 minutes. I almost thought that she was going to grab me by the hair and toss me around like a rag doll when we walked past," I whispered to her.

I duly noted how a smirk seemed to curl on Lia's lips right after my comment.

She heard me.

Of course, she would.

How could I forget about that superior werewolf hearing?

After hearing what I said, she looked like she wanted to make my words a reality because a rather dark and evil grin blossomed on her shiny lips.

I could even see a hint of her sharp canines that jutted out from the corner of her mouth when she grinned.

Shivers immediately wracked my form.

What in the world did I ever do to her?

"She knows better than to do that," Rora replied when we left the hall and started walking back to my room. "She's only giving you that ugly face because of Alpha Eros."

"Eros? What's this have to do with him?" I reply.

"Lia has been pining after Alpha Eros for almost 300 years, but he never pays her any attention," she stated with this disapproving look on her face. "She's far too young for him."

My face deadpanned for a minute and a half.

If she's 300+ years old and she's considered too young, then what am I considered?

I'm not too sure if I really want to know, because now that I think about it, this whole age thing makes Eros quite the pedophile.

I've never heard of any couple having an age gap of 900+ years.

Imagine if Eros was all old and wrinkly and shriveled up.

My face immediately scrunched up at the mental image.

Okay.

I'm not going to think about it that way because it's kind of grossing me out.

"What's grossing you out?" Eros asked when he stepped foot into our room right after Rora left minutes ago.

Oh, shoot.

I better get rid of that image of him all wrinkly and shriv—forget it.

He probably saw it.

"I won't look like that until I'm over 2000 years old, Emira." Eros seemed quite amused at my creative imagination because the corner of his handsome lips curled upwards in response.

2000 years old?

Are you kidding me?

"Eros, I don't even know if the earth will be around that long," I muttered underneath my breath.

I was unsure of what my future is going to look like.

Since my lifespan is going to be elongated to match his, that means that I will be living over 1000+ years.

I'm not too sure I want to live for 1000 years.