ZETA: The Chosen Feisty Breeder

I

Before the doctor could even arrive at Alpha Branden’s villa, Andreitte slowly opened her eyes. The first thing that her eyes caught was a huge and tall man standing beside her bed, hovering at her. He was looking at her intently, maybe wondering what kind of a she-wolf she is.

Her eyes wandered into his face down to his torso and when she looked up again, her face suddenly turned to scarlet as the man was grinning at her.

“Do I looked good enough, lost she-wolf?” he asked her, his grin never fading.

“Lost She-wolf?”

“Yes. I called you, lost she-wolf because we found you at the bay. No one can be found if not lost,” he said chuckling and Andreitte is not sure if she is mocking her or joking.

“I was not lost. I escaped,” she murmured.

“Escaped? From whom?” the huge and tall man asked.

“May I know first, who are you and where am I?” she retorted wanting to know if she could trust the man.

The man smiled widely and sat beside her on the bed. She tried to sit down but she feels weak still, so he stopped her from doing so.

“Lay still, you will just hurt yourself. Let your body recover from fatigue, thirst and pressure and some injuries, bruises,” he said.

She obeyed and then looked at him again, inquisitively.

“I am Alpha Branden,” he simply said, but the name is familiar to Andreitte. Her eyes grew wide.

“Alpha Branden, the rogue Alpha?” she then covered her mouth while reprimanding herself. Her mouth could not control to mutter a word that might be offending. “Apology, Alpha Branden,” she then said softly, embarrassed.

“It is fine. I am proud to be called the Rogue Alpha, because it means, I was the only Alpha with real balls to go against the mighty Alpha King,” he said grinning again and Andreitte felt relieved with what he said.

“Gosh, I thought you will rip off my neck because of that word,” Andreitte exclaimed earning the sudden laughter of Alpha Branden.

While watching him laugh boyishly, Andreitte feels somewhat relax and comfortable.

“And how about you? What should I call you? Escapee She-wolf? ” He was teasing and Andreitte knew it. She chuckled.

“Andreitte. I am Andreitte.”

“Nice name. The strong and fearless She-wolf, that is what your name means.”

“I know, my mother told me so,” she murmured, in agreement to what he said.

“Why did you escape, by the way and from whom did you escape?” remembering the question he posed a while ago, Alpha Branden asked her again.

II

Andreitte was about to answer Alpha Branden, when the Doctor arrived.

“Alpha Branden, good evening,” the Doctor greets him and he nodded.

“Doctor Pat, please check if she is just fine. I know you have been told already, how we found her, am I right with my assumption?”

“Yes, Alpha Branden,” Doctor Pat replied and then he opened his black doctor’s bag and got his stethoscope inside.

“Let me check your, Miss,” he said.

“You may call me, Andreitte, Doctor Pat,” she said with a smile to the middle aged doctor, who seemed to be a kind of Doctor that you will immediately trust.

Andreitte was check by Doctor Pat and was declared fine except for some bruises which are actually healing fast compared to an ordinary she-wolf.

“She just needs to rest, Alpha Branden and needs to drink more water since she was being dehydrated. I was thinking of putting to her an IV but I could see that her healing and recovery is fast. You are not an omega, right?” the Doctor asked with a warm smile and Andreitte nodded.

“What kind of she-wolf are you, Andreitte?” it was Alpha Branden who asked, with obvious curiosity.

“Zeta. I am a Zeta she-wolf,” she said with pride.

Alpha Branden’s eyebrows raised as she mentioned the word Zeta. “Ohh, a rare werewolf species, with multiple abilities. Good. Doctor Pat, you can go ahead now, if she is just fine. Just tell the maids to bring bottles of water here,” he then stated.

“Alright. Excused me.” Thereafter, Doctor Pat got out of the Alpha’s room.

“Now, answer my questions which are still unanswered until now,” he demanded but with a calm tone.

“I escaped from the Alpha King.”

“Why?”

“I… I was the chosen new Alpha’s breeder,” she looked at him after saying so and there she saw the anger that suddenly crossed the rogue Alpha’s good-looking face.

“That son of a gun!” he hissed with fury. His fists clenched tightly.

“Alpha Branden,” she called at him, surprised at his reaction.

He then focused his fiery eyes to her and then spoke,”There is only one solution for you to totally escape from being the chosen Alpha’s breeder and the Alpha King could not do anything if it happens.”

In awe and complete wonder, she asked him eagerly. “Please tell me Alpha Brendan, what is that only solution aside from death?”