THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Derek tightened his hold on Emma’s laps, withholding himself from dropping his little witch on his cousin’s hands, and then giving his beta’s twin a slap of his own, as he heard the last words of the troublesome girl. Rather, he ignored her and stared down at his little witch who was breathing faintly. He was sure that they had done something more, the two devious people in front of him, to his mate; only a slap couldn’t do this.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

He stared keenly at Emma till he saw reddish markings on her neck like she had been choked. He swatted the long strands of her red hair obstructing his view of her neck, and gasped, fuming in anger as he got wind of what had just happened. If his beta hadn’t come when he did, Claire would have chocked his mate to death, while her mother watched and cheered her on.

This knowledge did it for him. With a sharp and fast speed which shocked all those in the room, he passed his little witch to Maya who for a minute swaggered as she tried to get her stance and process what had just happened, before walking up with the same speed to Claire, holding her tightly by the neck when he got to her, enacting the same thing he knew that the blondie had done to his mate.

“Derek..” Melvina called, when she noticed that her son wasn’t even looking or paying heed to Chyra who has already held unto his arm, wanting to remove his grasp from Claire’s neck, who was now choking, pleading for mercy with her eyes.

“She choked her, Mother.” He stated, as his eyes changed colours intermittently, as Maru, his wolf, wanted to be let out. Since his abrupt premature shift in the forest, when he had wanted to fight with the phanthom as he had seen his mate in distress, his abilities had been showing little by little, and his temperament had taken a nose dive deeper especially if it the issue at hand had anything to do with his mate.

“What!” Melvina shouted a bit, staring incredulously at the beta’s family in their midst.

“Was that also because of her snooping around?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest, as she stared in anger at Chyra. She had been condoning and overlooking the latter’s misbehaviours and mischievous acts that displayed disrespect of authority because of their long past, but now, she didn’t think she could continue to condone her reckless accts any longer. She would make sure that the latter faced the proper music for her actions.

But Chyra was silent at her question, and Claire was still chocking, gasping for breath; her mother looking helplessly at them all, including Clem.

She would have loved for her son to continue his actions on the troublesome blondie but for her mate and his beta. She didn’t want to cause a ruckus in the pack, since the duo don’t know yet that the redhead was Derek’s mate, and even if they knew, they wouldn’t accept it. So she had to stop this, before it gets out of hand. She would just have to administer their punishments to them later.

“Derek..” She called finally, walking to him, and tapping him by the arm to let loose Claire from his hold, who was already limp in his hands.

“Let go..” She added, when she saw that her first call wasn’t really working out.

Derek growled in discontent, his wolf rather, before removing his hands from Claire’s neck. The latter slumped to the floor, and Clem withheld himself from rushing over to her to know how she was faring; she was his twin sister after all, no matter what. He watched as his mother fawned over his sister, before casting him a short hateful look, for which he knew that he would hear from her later.

“Take her to one of the guest rooms in the main house. She can go home later.” Melvina mentioned to Derek, who nodded shortly, before collecting his little witch from his cousin and walking out of the room, not wanting to know if anyone in the room had decided to follow him.

But Maya did, not wanting to stay a second longer in the godforsaken room. She had watched with keen eyes the unfolding of the entire events, not mouthing anything out, unless when necessary, and had decided to keep a watchful on the beta’s family, including Clem. They seemed disloyal to the authority over them. She knew that Claire wasn’t remorseful for what she had done to Emma, if for anything, she was plotting already on the next line of action, which Maya knew she wouldn’t let happen.

Also she was curious about the rolls of paper on the floor, especially the one closer to the bed. She had seen the nervous look on Clem’s face, when Claire had mentioned Emma snooping around his things, and she knew that he must have drawn something suspicious on the paper. But that would be for later. For now, she was going to tend to her best friend. She thought, while walking out of the room.

After Maya left the room, Melvina told Shane to go out of the room with Clem whose face was slightly contorted with pain, as his shift drew close, knowing that her son would appropriate the right punishment for his beta, for lying. She only needed to face the two women in front of her.

After Shane left the room with Clem, Melvina bolted the door behind them, before turning away from it to face the duo in front of her. She walked towards a stool resting on a wall, and sat on it, staring at the woman who was still fawning over her daughter, who was still trying to recover from the effects of the choking act enacted by Derek.

“You will join the omegas to make their runs all over the pack, including in the kitchen. Your daughter too, when she is back from her shift.” She finally said after some minutes of staring at the troublesome mother and daughter who were disloyal to the authority. She hoped the woman’s son, Clem, wasn’t the same as them, but his father, if not, he might be stripped of his betaship to avoid an impending betrayal at some point.

“You can’t do that.” Chyra stated, lifting her eyes for the first time from her daughter who still laid on her feet, heaving in raggard breaths.

“Seems I can. I’m your Luna after all.” Melvina said, with a smile, before getting up to leave, wanting to cut the whole matter short, so that the younger girl could shift in peace; she was in enough pain already, coupled with the choking she had received from Derek.

Chyra stared at Melvina contemptuously, gritting her teeth vehemently, wishing there was a way she could send the latter’s head rolling on the floor. But unfortunately, she couldn’t. The latter was her Luna, rather than her. She was supposed to be Luna, not this scumbag parading herself in her son’s room. She thought, remembering events that had occurred years back when they had been younger.

She had been 17 then, beautiful and curvy, and the best friend to one of the Alpha’s sons, Peter. Actually she had loved him since she had known what was love, over his elder brother and their other friends. They did everything together, and when she had confessed her feelings for him on his seventeenth birthday, he had accepted them. He had been joyous and accepted them, to the envy of the other girls in their pack who thought him as the most handsome guy in their pack.

She had been over the moon then, and even though her mother had warned her then, about the world of mates and what the mate bond could do, she had ignored her advice, choosing to play around with Peter, who basked and enjoyed the attention he had been getting from her. And sometime later, when he had cheated on her with some other girl in their pack, she had made sure that the girl was dealt with mercilessly, since the victim had just been an omega.

But all that had changed on the night of their shift. On their birthdays, after they had shifted to their wolf versions, they had discovered that they weren’t mates at all, an information that had robbed her of her peace then. She had still pressed on though, ignoring her own fated mate who had turned out to the beta’s son. She hadn’t wanted the beta’s son. She had wanted Peter, the Alpha’s son. And so she had pressed on, ignoring her mother’s advices, especially since the one she loved hadn’t found his mate yet. Then, she had prayed that he never found her. But unfortunately for her, he had found his mate, someone she hadn’t expected or thought upon. He had fallen for a rogue. A rogue with no history and backup. A rogue who finally became her luna.

“Since you have nothing more to say. I will take my leave.” She heard Melvina say before she unbolted the door and walked out, and soughed, promising to revenge for herself and her daughter, somehow, sometime.