Page 12 of Zander's Zephyr


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“No thank you,” I smiled at the young sirret male. “I’ll just have pancakes today.”

Orsu loaded up my plate.

“Do you know if any of the hunters plan on bringing in more wild boar any time soon?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“I’m afraid not,” Orsu replied. The store house is full at the moment. There’s no need to hunt until we have room to fit more meat inside.”

“I see,” I nodded and tried not to pout as I made my way back to my seat inside the dining hall where we ate all our meals.

I took a bite of my pancakes and mulled over my predicament. Orsu was mistaken about one thing. There certainly was a need to go hunting for more meat. I couldn’t eat anything else.

I looked up to find Zander watching me like a hawk. He had a tendency to do that. It was both sexy and intimidating.

I had no doubt that he’d make good on his promise to give me help if I needed it, but I didn’t want to grow dependent on him,especially if he ended up falling in love with someone else.The thought made my stomach turn, and I quickly pushed it away.

I’d been keeping my distance from the sexy fire-winged shifter in order to hide just how tired and hungry I truly was. Zander was smart, so I knew if I spent any time with him he’d figure it out right away, and I just couldn’t do that. I could only depend on myself. That’s what I’d always done, and that’s what I’d continue doing.

Once I was done eating my pancakes, I got up from my seat and flashed Zander a warm smile letting him know that I was feeling just fine. Then I scurried out of the building before he could strike up a conversation or ask me any questions.

Moving fast had been a mistake. I was feeling the full effects of my severe lack of protein at this point, which left me weak and tired. I needed to lay down. A little nap would help.

The path to my cabin looked unusually long today, but I muscled through it putting one foot in front of the other until I made it to the door.

“Thank god,” I muttered to myself. I’d made it. Now it was time for a nap.

My steps faltered as soon as I stepped into the house. I heard the distinctly familiar sound of lips on lips, and bit back a groan. Then readied myself to see either Sarah or Talia making out with their prospective boyfriends. This had become a common occurrence ever since we moved to the village. There was something about having a house that was separated from everyone elses that gave them the illusion of privacy. I tried to be patient with them. I’d been a teenager once too, but this was getting ridiculous. Could they not find anywhere else to make out?

To be fair, Jax and Sozu lived with the other unmated males in a big cabin like I did with the other unmated women. So they really didn’t have very many options for privacy around hereother than the forest which was a bit cold for a make out session at the moment.

Sure enough as I peeked my head around the corner, I spotted Sarah sitting on Jax’s lap mauling his face with one kiss after another. Neither one of them noticed me, thank god.

I’d been thinking about moving out into one of the abandoned cabins, and this was all the confirmation I needed to go ahead and make that leap. The baby and I would need a private place of our own. I might as well go look at my options now. It wasn’t like I’d get much sleep with those two macking on each other.

Just as I turned to leave, however, Vianna came crashing through the door.

“Can I live here?” she asked in a watery tone that let me know she was close to crying.

Sarah quickly stood, face red, and hair tousled. Jax stood up behind her. His tail was whipping back and forth in agitation and the tips of his pointed ears were a dark blue.

Oblivious to Vianna’s question, Sarah commented, “Jax was just helping me fix the divider between my room and Talia’s.

The divider in question was a curtain that looked perfectly fine to me. Sarah tugged on it and gave the woven fabric an approving nod.

“Looks good, I guess we’ll be leaving now.” She didn’t even wait for me to respond before she grabbed Jax’s hand and led him out the door.

A flash of longing crossed Vianna’s face as she watched them leave. “I wish I could kiss Favalor as freely as Sarah kisses Jax.”

“Is that why you want to move into this cabin? So you can kiss Favalor in here? I can assure you, you don’t have to live here to do that,” I teased trying to lighten the mood, but Vianna was too distraught to smile.

“No, it’s not that. I just need space away from my brother. I’m an adult but he still treats me like child. I finally had somefreedom when he went on that hunting trip of his, but now that he’s back he’s just as unbearable as before.”

“Unbearable how? What’s he been doing?”

I’d seen Zander and Vianna have a few arguments at dinner. Favalor seemed to be a tense subject between them, but I didn’t know why. Perhaps there was more too it though. Maybe Zander was being over protective of his younger sister.

“Well...” Vianna paused as if surprised by the question. “He keeps reminding me to do my laundry. It’smyclothes! I’ll wash and dry them when I feel like it!”

“Go on, what else has he been doing?” I encouraged. So far his behavior seemed pretty reasonable.