THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Anthony rubbed his forehead slowly and steadily as he assimilated the situation. His brother’s mate has been taken. This was beyond bad. His brother would go bonkers.

He looked at the two guys and felt like strangling them. They were supposed to be watching the human for crying out loud!

And they failed at that one simple task.

“Anthony, let them come in.” He heard Melvina say, and sighed. Ever the merciful. He thought. He hoped that his junior brother would be able to draw from that well, although he highly doubted it.

“Come in.” He said to them distastefully, before leaving the door open, and moving back to the sofa he had been sitting on.

Clem and Shane walked into the sitting room with their faces still crestfallen. If Anthony’s reaction was this way, how would Derek’s be? They were really doomed. They only hoped that their Luna would soften their punishments.

“Sit down.” Melvina said, gesturing at an empty sofa by the door.

They obliged, and sat down, almost robotically.

Not a sound was heard. Esther was a bit confused. Was the human that important to them? She noticed the grave looks on each of their faces. What the hell! Who was the human?

“What happened?” Melvina asked, clasping her hand together as she stared at the two boys who were closest to her son. She knew that they wouldn’t have left Emma if they could have prevented it. They had taken the redhead as their own. Something beyond them must have taken them. There was no need to beat them up with curses. They had to find a way to find her. But first, she had to hear their account of what and who had happened.

“Well…” Clem stuttered, not knowing how to say that they didn’t even know who had taken the redhead. This was so bad.

“Stop stuttering, Clem, and tell us what happened!” Anthony stated, his voice louder than usual. He wasn’t in the mood to play around a serious issue like this.

“We had been with her in the parking lot at the cafe, when suddenly a large gust of wind blew I and Shane away to some side of the cafe. When we had awoken, we hadn’t seen her again. It was like she had disappeared.” Clem said, his gaze on Melvina, as he pleaded with his eyes that she should understand and forgive them.

“A force? A force from where?” Anthony asked, folding his arms across his chest, as he sat up straight on the sofa.

“We don’t know. It came from behind us, and knocked us out. We had no chance to fight whomever it was.” Shane replied, sounding more braver than he felt on the inside.

“Oh God… This is bad.” Anthony muttered, looking at Melvina, who was although unsettled, had a calm exterior.

“Is that all?” She asked, her hands still clasped together.

“Well…” Clem started, glancing at Shane as he began the other dangerous tale.

“What happened?” Melvina asked, her eyes darting between them.

“When we had awoken, we noticed that the sky was quite getting black. We had thought that it was the storm, until I got a text from Claire.” Clem said, bringing out his phone, and opening his message box. He stood up, and brought the phone to Melvina.

She took it without hesitation, and read off the contents.

“Shadow warriors?” She croaked out, standing up the next minute, as she held her hand to her chest. Immediately, she sent the whole story, including that of Emma to her mate. The meeting must be suspended. She had added.

“What are shadow warriors?” Anthony asked, getting up too from the sofa.

“Creatures conjured up by a powerful mage. They have no substance. They are like vampires when they turn to mist. Small molecules, vapor, air. Even water. Dust. Whatever is around to form the particles is used. But they are dead. Already dead. They can’t be killed.” Esther replied, her voice coated with disbelief. She had read of them, but never thought that they had existed. They were in deep shit.

“It has to be more than that.” Shane replied, a bit apprehensive.

“It had life, essence. A spirit.” He said, remembering the one that had landed in front of their vehicle as they had tried to spped off from the parking lot.

“You faced one?” Esther asked, her mouth agape.

“Not really. We were inside the car. But it was ruthless all the same. We managed to outrun it. Thanks to Clem’s fast car.” He said, remembering the form of gray and black smoke with red eyes.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Well, they are still dead. Spirit of lost warriors, taken from the grave without permission and forced to obedience without rest. That’s what a shadow warrior is, right?” Melvina asked, her gaze resting on Esther.

” Yes. At least that’s what the book said.” Esther replied.

” What book?” Anthony asked.

” We need to find a way to defeat this things. They might be heading here.” He said, thinking of the disturbance it would create in the county. This would make the news. He thought.

“I don’t think they can be defeated. It feeds off on energy. The more you move, the more emotion you give it, the stronger the thing becomes. It’s grows in stature, but not form. But I will search out the book in the library. It should be there.” Esther said, getting up, and walking towards the library in the other room, nearest to the sitting room.

“He has called off the meeting. We just have to wait here and see what happens. He said he would give me a feedback.” Melvina said, obviously communicating with Alpha Peter.

But her reply didn’t put off anyone on edge. They were all restless.

“Did you think that those things took Emma?” Anthony asked, after a while, looking at Clem.

“No, I don’t think so. We were awake, before they started falling from the sky.” Clem answered.

“They even fell from the sky. What an absurdity.” Anthony stated, echoing Melvina’s thoughts.

“Where is Derek?” Shane asked, noticing that his friend wasn’t in the room.

“We were about seeking him about, before you guys came.” He replied, glancing at Melvina unsettledly.

If Derek was in the house, shouldn’t he have been here to welcome his friends and his mate? Shouldn’t he have heard their voices?

Dread crept into him, that it showed in his eyes.

“He should be in the house. I can feel his presence.” Melvina said, her face scrunched in unsurety.

She could feel her son’s presence.

But for some reason, he was cold, lifeless.