Zachariah had left the cabin before the sun even rose, leaving his Snow asleep in his bed. He didn't even bother making a cup of coffee this morning for fear he would wake her. For almost five minutes he just stood and admired Annabeth as she slept, itching to reach out and touch her soft skin, but he settled for caressing her hair, hoping it would be enough to satisfy him for now. Zachariah couldn't believe how soft her white locks were, just like silk and all he wanted was to run his fingers through it. Sadly he had to force himself away from her so he could go out and chop some more wood for the cabin and make some phone calls. Alexander's father wasn't the only one with connections, the difference was Zachariah didn't like to use his but if he did it was only for good purposes.
Shaking his head he pulled himself out of his revelry and continued his trek into the forest until he reached his destination. As he swung at the tree he let all of his anger out. Each swing became more powerful than the last and before he knew it the tree came falling towards the ground making a loud thud as it landed. Zachariah wasn't one for murder, but the thought of offing Alexander definitely began to cross his mind, no one would be able to find him out here in the forest, to bad he was a big name. How could someone do those kind of things to another human being? Zachariah was raised to worship his future partner and treat her with the upmost respect, he was taught that women were to be treated with care and affection. He was also taught that being a parent meant protecting your kids at all cost and keeping them from harms way. It meant putting them and their needs first and yet here was Annabeth with parents who were quick to sell her, beat her, and allow her to be treated in such a disgusting manner.
Quickly, Zachariah chopped the limbs off the tree before he drug the log back to his cabin to chop it into fire wood. Doing this for the last few years had allowed him to have a body many men desired and caused women to drool over. The work of pulling something so large and heaving as well and chopping it up and given large arms and a broad chest that made him appear intimidating. There was a time in his life where he did enjoy the company of many women and loved the attention he use to get simply because of who he was and what he looked like. After his father stripped him of his title because of his actions and harming of their family name, Zachariah found this small cabin and ended up spending a lot of time alone and figuring things out. He quickly learned that life wasn't easy when things weren't handed to you and it taught him values, morales and respect for others. His father had offered him back his title and position after Zachariah got his act cleaned up, but he found that he enjoyed his life out in the middle of nowhere. The money he made from his investments helped him live comfortably enough that most of it went into savings for when he got married.
Zachariah was pulled from his thoughts when the cabin came into view and he was instantly hit with a delicious smell, which meant that his Snow was cooking. This made him smile and pick up his pace so he could get home quicker. Upon arriving he made quick work of chopping the tree up into smaller pieces before hurrying inside to find her standing at the stove frying what looked like chicken and a pie cooling in the window.
"Snow."
His voice came out in a husky tone and he noticed her blush the moment she turned around to face him.
"Hi Zach! I have dinner almost ready, you were gone for quite a while."
He couldn't stop himself from smiling at this and nodded in agreement. It was an all day affair when he went out to get wood since he did it by hand, but it helped him cool off and gave him time to think.
"It smells delicious Snow. What kind of pie did you make?"
"Apple. I...I hope that's ok. If you don't like it I can make something else."
Zachariah noticed that her nervous state was very endearing and he absolutely loved it. Before he could overthink his actions, he quickly made his way over to her and wrapped his arms around her and gave her a peck on the forehead.
"Apple pie sounds perfect."
Her red cheeks got impossibly redder from his actions and it caused his heart to race faster than he thought possible. He knew that he would do anything to keep her here, because she was safest here with him.