THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Derek could feel his wolf howling in happiness at his mate’s reply. He was happy too; more than happy.

Snaking his right hand around her neck, he brought her face closer to him. He was still pondering on the beautiful nature of her eyes, the greeness of the forest green, when she kissed him.

She kissed him like he wanted to be kissed, like no girl had ever kissed him, soft and moist and hot and breathy, not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness and the sharing of one breath, one sensation, one timeless and passionate moment.

The heat rose in his loins as her tongue touched his tongue, quick and electric and delicious, then firmer, more determined, more curious about the heat that lay within, seeking to chase down that elusive liquid lightning that reached through both of them.

Rrrriiingggg!!

A phone rang close by.

Derek cursed, as he felt his little witch withdraw reluctantly from him. She hadn’t wanted to stop. He decided to prey on that reluctance, by drawing her back but the phone went off again.

Rrrriiingggg!!

“Damn!!” He muttered aloud, as Emma sat up straight on his laps.

“Won’t you check who is calling?” She asked, smirking; knowing fully well the effect of her kiss on Derek. She had felt it down there, as she sat on his laps; the slight poking.

Derek fussed as he got out her phone from his shirt’s pocket.

“Here.” He said, giving her the phone.

“Thanks.” She replied, collecting it. “But it wasn’t mine that was ringing.” She stated, staring at him amusedly.

Derek scrunched his eyebrows in confusion at his little witch’s statement. He had thought it was hers. He tried to place where the ringing had come from, but sighed in frustration when he couldn’t. His mind had been befuddled during the kiss.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Stop thinking and check for your phone.” She said, smiling.

His phone was in the back pocket of his jeans. He frowned a bit, as he discovered that he had to let his little witch leave his laps for a while, to get it. Still carrying her, and trying to get his phone at the same point might tick her off on who he might be. He didn’t want that, at least not yet.

“Emma, could you…” He stuttered, indicating with his eyes that she had to scoot over to her former seat.

“Sure.” She replied, getting off from his laps and sitting back on her seat.

He watched her play with her fingers a bit, then to opening her phone to start a scrolling mantra; of which he found funny.

Lifting his body up a bit, he took his phone from his back pocket. It was from the cleaning company. ‘What is it this time?’ He thought, as he redialed the number.

It rang for a while, and then was picked up.

“Hello.” Derek said into the phone.

“Hello Derek, it’s me!” A chirpy voice answered.

Derek swore, as he heard the voice. It was Cassey. Cassey the human girl, that had plagued his life since he started working at the company last two weeks. He wondered what she wanted now.

“Cassey, why are you calling?” He asked in a cold tone, angry that she had interrupted a romantic moment between him and his little witch.

“Well.. I was wondering if you could come to my birthday party this Friday..” She replied, over the phone.

” No, I can’t.” He stated.

“Why?” She whined.

“Because I’m busy.” He replied, getting irritated with the call already. He brought down the phone from his ear, to cut it when he heard her say something else.

“If you don’t come.. I will tell your father what you did last week’s Wednesday.” She threatened, her chicken voice replaced by a stronger one.

Derek cursed as he heard this statement. He felt like strangling the cunning human. He also got annoyed with his father for showing his face at his work place on the day he started working there; for briefing he had said. If he hadn’t, the whacky human wouldn’t be threatening him now.

“De…. re… k.” Cassey drawled over the phone.

“I will be there.” He finally said, bitting the insides of his cheeks.

“Good, I will send you the details after this call.” She said, before disconnecting the call.

” Are you done?” Derek heard his little witch ask. He turned to see her frowning. She must have known he was speaking to another girl. He thought. He wanted to laugh at the look on her face, but hit his tongue; experience had taught him better.

“Yes.” He replied, still looking at her to gauge her reaction.

“Oh, okay.” She muttered. “Get going then. I have to reach home; I’m tired and hungry.” She stated in a rush, her voice threading between anger and tiredness.

“Alright.” He said, not thinking it necessary to explain the situation. It was nothing, or so he thought.

And so turning on the ignition of his father’s Mercedes Benz, he slid the car back into the road.

For a while, silence reigned triumphantly in the car. It was almost palpable. It caused Derek to wonder what must have gone wrong; He had thought, expected even, that things would be smoother between them. But it seemed the opposite. Since they had restarted their journey again, his little witch had been mute; spaced out.

He took a glimpse at his her again; and saw that she had thrown back her head on the settee, her eyes closed. ‘She must be really tired.’ He thought, smiling at himself for worrying too much. His mate was just tired, and perhaps not in the mood to talk.

He turned away his eyes back to the road, humming as he drove.

“Who’s she?”

Derek heard, after about five minutes of driving.

He snapped his head towards his mate in suprise. She hadn’t been sleeping. Her eyes were wide opened, as she stared ahead.

” Derek…” She called.

“She’s my colleague at my work place.” He replied, wondering whether the issue was what had produced the uncomfortable silence in the car. He now wished that he had told her about it, immediately after the call with Cassey was disconnected.

“Just a colleague?” She asked, laying a strong emphasis on the colleague word.

“Yes, just a colleague.” He replied, slightly happy that she was acting like a jealous housewife, but slightly sad that it had bothered her enough to not talk to him.

“Okay.” She said, closing her eyes again.

Derek sighed in relief, and looked back ahead; focusing on his driving.

“Why was she calling?”

He heard, two minutes later.

Looking away from the road again, he turned towards his little witch to see her staring at him; her eyebrows scrunched in query. He thought she looked cute.

“She invited me to her birthday party.” He said ” I couldn’t turn it down because I owe her a favour.” He continued, hoping that she understands.

“Okay. I will be going with you then.” She stated, to his amusement; knowing that he would have taken her, even if she hadn’t asked.