THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

The time was 7pm already. The darkening of the sky enlightened Maya that it was time to go back to the pack, since she would be coming back again to sleep over at Emma’s house. She wondered if Derek would stay over too. But she was sure Eva wasn’t coming back here, at least for tonight. And it was as if the little girl knew; her face was quite withdrawn, not smiley like the usual, she was hungry too, and that was the only way Maya had been able to convince her into going home; that there wasn’t much food at Emmas’s. The refrigerator in the house needed to be restocked too.

The house itself had been arranged totally by the total effort of them all, including Eva. The little girl had refused to be cut out of the cleaning process, and so they had allowed her to help Emma pack up her littered belongings.

The sitting room and the other rooms were now in order, the evidence of a burgulary totally erased out.

Since It has been decided by Derek that he would stay with Emma, until she came back from the pack house with some of her clothes, while also making sure to report accurately what had transpired in Emma’s house that day to his mother, from the burglary, to the starnge necklace, to the sharp throbbing pain his little witch experienced in a while; they set out to leave.

“Okay, sure.” She had replied, before winking at him and walking away with Eva, Shane and Clem.

The house, being already cleaned and tidied up made Emma more relaxed, seeing that the evidence of the break in had been erased completely from her home; the tardiness and disarray were all gone. And that Derek was also with her.

She waited in her room, reading one of Sydney Sheldon’s novel, ‘master of the game’, as he tried to prepare something for her to eat. She had told him some minutes ago, that she was hungry; and he hadn’t let her cook for herself.

Although she was taken to the novel, her senses were still at an alert, knowing that it was possible that the burgulars might come back again to continue their search for whatever it was that they were searching for. She knew that they hadn’t taken anything. So they weren’t really robbers of those particular sorts in the papers. They had a specific thing in mind that they were searching for. She wished she had an idea of what that could be. It couldn’t be money since her money was still complete in her books and drawer, even though it had been searched thoroughly, nor her jewelries, since the jewelry set still laid on her dressing table, not one jewelry missing.

A part of her wished she had met up with the intruder. She was really curious, but scared on another side. She was still a new inhabitant year, not yet a month old, and hasn’t caused any trouble, at least not yet.

A sharp cold air wheezed past her, and she shuddered, looking towards the windows in her room. They were closed.

So where was the wind coming from? She thought, as she cast a glance at her door which was also shut.

No longer interested in the book she was reading, no longer seeing the words there, even though her eyes were fastened on the pages, she dropped it finally on her bed, standing up to take a stretch and walk around the room. Perhaps sleep was creeping in. She thought, hoping that, that was all it was. Sleep making her a little bit unconscious that she now feels windy and cold.

But as she stood up to stretch her legs a bit, she felt the cold wind again.

She looked to the window again, but it was firmly shut.

What was happening? Where was the cold wind coming from.

All of a sudden, it was as if the cold wind was compressing itself, and the more it did, the more visible it became to her, until it formed the shape of a white woman like a thickly iced creature.

“What the hell!” She muttered, biting her tongue from shouting, holding herself from fainting too. She knew if she did either of the two, she wouldn’t be able to get information. She would still be in the dark. If she shouted, Derek will come over surely, and the iced lady will disappear. Fainting wouldn’t help either.

She had to stay awake and strong to see this to the full.

She had to know what it wanted, and why it was here. She had to know about the enchanted forest which she recalled that Maya had digressed from telling her. She didn’t believe in witches and msgic, and all those supernatural stuff, but she was interested to know if they existed.

Well the figure in front of her which was still transforming into a well endowed lady, already confirmed the place of unnatural things and phenomena she only read in story books and watched in movies, and she wasn’t interested in knowing more.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

It amazed her that although she was a bit scared by the unnatural feel of her room at the moment, with its chillyness, she didn’t feel threatened by the still forming figure.

After some minutes or so she thought, the iced figure became fully woman: a beautiful woman with white hair, and a white staff in her hand, in a long white diamond studded gown.

Enma thought she had never seen so much white in a person, or someone so beautiful.

She was still admiring the woman, that she didn’t hear when the woman called her by her name the first time.

“Emma..” The woman called again, and this time, Emma heard.

“Yes..” She stuttered, still standing straight like a statue, gazing at the woman.

“Who.. are.. you..?” She asked, trying to be brave for the moment, trying to quit shaking from the cold penetrating her veins. It was getting colder by the minute. It was like she was in an ice pool as the time ticked by.

“My name is Zipfara.” The woman answered, taking a seat on the chair near the dressing table.