Not The Best Way To Meet New People

Zakhar whined, flinching away from the fingers pushing into him, his cheeks blazing pink.

This was the first time he had felt Alek's touch there in five hundred years. He had expected something entirely different than this if the chance that he'd ever meet with Alek ever arose.

Zakhar's face turned to the side, staring ahead with pink cheeks as Aleksandr did what he had to do.

Zeke nodded and rose to his feet eagerly, he didn't need to see this.

"I will, thank you for looking out for her."
The youngest Lycan appreciated that Alek had been camping outside their house, he had given them space despite the fact that he had been invited to have the spare room yet made sure Moe was safe at all times.

"Stay safe."
He muttered as he looked down at Zakhar before padding off back to the cottage and heading inside.

"There is no need for thanks." He smiled up at his grandson as he fled from the scene.

He'd always look out for his family.

Alek finished up then sighed as he sat Zakhar up then picked him up with one arm under his knees and the other supporting his back. The younger Wolf could complain about the hold later.

"Let's get you back to my room, Zakhar," he murmured softly.