Sorry Grandpa
It takes a few minutes for my grandfather to say something, usually when he's quiet he's trying to contemplates what's he's going to say, so he doesn't hurt anyone's feelings.
"Your...boyfriend?" I give him a shy smile. "Why is your boyfriend in the house, further more why is there a boy here anyways? You know my rules, Quinn."
"If you let me ex-." He holds his hand up for me to stop talking.
"Go to your room Quinn." His eyes never leave Alexander, he's staring at him like Alexander is going to run away.
"Bu-."
"GO to your room Quinn, NOW!" He never yells at me, but when he yells, I know not to fight it.
"Yes, sir." I quickly run to the stairs up to my room. Hopefully he doesn't chew Alexander out too much, he'll be alright. Right?
Alexander's P.O.V.-
We wait a few minutes until Quinneth is upstairs and we hear her door shut. Swiftly he turns around, both eyes dart to my face.
"Alexander what are you doing here? With my Granddaughter?" He spats out.
"The better question is what are you doing here Count?" I can't believe Count is the grandfather to my mate.
"I live here so my excuse will be better than yours, sit down now." Instantly I find myself planted on the couch. He walks over and sits down next to me.
"Now tell me why you're here with Quinn...alone." I let out a deep sigh.
"I was here...to hang out with her." I couldn't tell him that I came over here to tell Quinn that I'm a werewolf, I have a feeling if I did, he'll kill me.
"She is your...mate?" It's almost like he's squeezing the words out of his mouth.
"Yes, but I would never do anything to hurt her or put her in danger Count I swear." He tells me to be quiet.
"Not so loud Quinn's got hearing like a... well a werewolf." He chuckles. "Don't call me Count she doesn't know this side of me, call me Milo." We call him Count because of all the countess talents he has. He's one of the pack doctors, and also a herbiest. Once he retired my father offered him a job with us, he wasn't so sure but later he complied.
"You know I'll do right by her."
"I know you will I practically raised you, Alexander. It's just I didn't want her to know his side of me, what I do to keep her safe. Me and Margrethe did our best to protect Quinn and shield her." We all knew he had a granddaughter, but to protect her he didn't conceal her identity to us.
"I understand."
"Tell me does she know what you are?" In his eyes I can tell he's afraid of what I'll say. To save face I tell him what he wants to hear.
"She doesn't know, I'm not ready for her to know."
"Me either, thank you. How long have you been dating Quinn?"
"For like three weeks."
"How come you never came to meet me like a proper gentleman?" He readjusts his position on the couch. Suddenly my mouth has a bitter taste in it.
"Every time I came over you were never here. Usually, I would just go through her balcony doors." In that moment I realized that I said too much so I clasp my hands over my mouth.
"You were up in her room....without my knowledge." That vein in his neck starts to poke out, if I didn't know any better it may pop out and burst.
"Please don't be mad at her." I say trying to reason with him.
"Oh, I'm mad at you, but way angrier at Quinn because she knows better. QUINNETH GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" He screams so loud I had to put my hands over my ears.
"Ok!" Her small feet come running quickly down the stairs.
"NO QUINN STAY UPSTAIRS!" I can hear her feet patter back up the stairs.
"Ok?" She says unsure of herself.
"Don't tell her what to do. QUINN GET DOWN HERE!" In an instant she's standing by the staircase, me and Milo walk over to her. I can literally smell the nervousness seep out of her pores.
Quinneth's P.O.V.-
Running down the stairs I see Alexander and Grandpa standing by the door. I really wish I could hear what they said, usually I would listen in but I was too afraid to pay attention. Alexander sees how nervous I am he engulfs his hand in mine. I rub his arm and give him a sweet smile, he really does know how to calm me down even if it's a small gesture such as this one.
"You called?" My grandfather gives me a nod.
"Look... I have no problem with you having a boyfriend you know that. The fact that he was in this house with you alone, not under my supervision it makes me angry." I give him a nod, showing him that I understand.
"I'm so sorry Grandpa you know I don't like to make you angry."
"I know honey, it's ok that he's over just let me know. Also, for now on make sure your balcony doors and windows are locked we wouldn't want anyone sneaking in now would we?" He glares at Alexander then me. My cheeks start to flush as my eyes revert to Alexander. He laughs at my embarrassment.
"Shut up!" I scream whisper to him.
"I think it's time for Alexander to go now." Grandpa opens the door; we are greeted by pouring rain and thunder claps. I swear the weather just go worse within the hour.
"Maybe Alexander can stay the night... on the couch I mean. It's too dangerous for him to be driving in this."
"With his abilities I think he'll be fine." I give my grandpa a weird look.
"What abilities?" If I didn't know better, I would think he knew what Alexander was but I'm not 100% sure.
"I meant that he's a grown man and strong looking he can handle it."
"Grandpa please let him stay I just don't think he'll be safe." Besides him being a werewolf he could still get hurt.
"Ugh fine, but he sleeps on the couch and you are not to be down here alone with him. Got it?" He points his finger at the both of us.
"Yes." Me and Alexander both say in unison.
"Yay it's going to be a sleepover." I say excitedly while yanking on Alexander's arm.
"NO SLEEPOVER!" My grandpa screams as he walks into the kitchen.
"Fine, I'll go make dinner." I leave Alexander and Grandpa by the door while I go find something in the kitchen to make.
After Dinner...
"This is all I could find that was clean. Sorry, we never have guests, the last one we had was my Cousin Dana-Whitley and she was a hoot." I say putting the pillow, sheet and cover on the couch.
"It's fine Quinn, I would be comfortable sleeping on the ground outside." He starts to put the sheet on the bed.
"Because you're a wolf, right?"
"Right."
"Did you like the dinner." I asked him curiously.
"I did...it tasted amazing. I never had spaghetti tacos before."
"Me either. I saw it on icarly and have been dying to make it. Well, I'll leave you to it." I start to walk towards the stairs, before I make it out the living room, he pulls me back to him.
"Where are you going?"
"To my room, now let go of me. If my grandpa sees you down here with me that vein in his neck will pop." I say pushing him away from me, but since he's so strong it doesn't work.
"Before you leave, I want a kiss." He leans down to me, his lips grazing mine.
"Fine, just one." I give him a quick peck, of course that wasn't good enough for him.
"What was that? I want a real kiss." His arm grips my face while his lip aggressively kisses mines. Our lips move in sync as my hand comes to his hair. It starts to get heated once his hand slips up my shirt.
"Alright I really have to go." I tell him while readjusting my shirt.
"Goodnight baby." I give him a sweet smile.
"Goodnight cutie." I pinch his cheeks while walking up the stairs.
Before I walk into my room, my grandpa stops me. "Hey Quinn dinner was good tonight." He says to me rubbing lotion on his hands.
"Thank you, glad you loved it." He tells me goodnight and walks into this room.
"Wait, grandpa." He turns around to me.
"Yes honey?"
"Did you like Alexander?" It's important to me that he likes who I date, I want him to be comfortable.
"I think he's good enough for you. If you like him, then I do." I tell him goodnight and head into my room. Changing into my pajama's I stare up at the ceiling trying to go to sleep.