THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

After the witch had disappeared, Emma dropped back on the door, a bit flushed and confused. No matter how she tried to overlook it, she couldn’t shake off the fact that something was not right with the meeting with Zipfarah. The latter seemed a bit off, even if she still had that glow and calm composure around her. And she had been in a hurry too.

Perhaps the stilling time act had zapped her of energy. She thought, jerking away from the door quickly when she heard a sharp knock on the door.

“Emma, are you there? I’m coming inside at the count of….” Shane was saying, when she rolled her eyes and cut him off.

“I’m here, rat cheek. I will soon be out.” She said, smiling as she heard him curse and whine over the rat cheek jab. She could even hear Clem chuckling.

Picking up the bags which had dropped on the floor during her conversation with the witch, she turned around and opened the door.

“What took you so long? Were you giving birth or what?” Clem asked her, still amused over her jab at his friend.

“Yeah. I was giving birth to a new brain for you.” She said, bringing out her tongue and wiggling it at him, even as Shane cackled in laughter.

“You haven’t changed still…loud mouth.” Clem muttered, as he stretched out his hands so that she could transfer the bags to him. He should have just kept his mouth shut. He thought. How could he have forgotten her feisty nature already? Hadn’t that been the first thing that had attracted her to him? Well, before his friend had claimed her his mate. Of course, he didn’t have his eyes on her again, but her scent at the moment was causing all manner of erotic pictures and sex positions to appear on his mind.

“At least my nose isn’t shaped like a pig as yours.” Emma said, laughing then as she handed the bags over to him.

Shane wasn’t left out in the laughing spree.

“Dude, we should be going…before she blesses you with that kick of hers.” Shane said, reminding him of their first meeting with the redhead. She had humiliated their alpha’s son, with a Kungfu acrobatic of hers. It still amazed him. Her strength and bravery. Good qualities of a Luna. But she was a mere human. An inequality in the equation.

His friend’s birthday would be coming up in two days’ time, he was curious of how it would go down. How the alpha would take the news of his son been mated with a human. They had agreed to let the older man know by then. But he had a bad feeling about it.

“Of course, how could I forget?” He asked rhetorically, already walking toward the interiors of the cafe.

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Emma swung her hands as she walked between Clem and Shane towards the parking lot. Her mind was still besotted with thoughts of Margo.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

They had gotten to Clem’s car, the only vehicle in the public garage, when all of a sudden Clem was sent flying away from the driver’s seat to the other side of the parking lot, and Shane was thrown the other way.

Emma turned around, scared that she might be the next to be flung away, and curious to know who was behind this.

She saw a girl whom she was sure she was much older than. The girl was looking 12.

This little girl had thrown her friends away? What the hell!

What did she want?

“Who are you?” She asked the girl, her fear overshadowed by anger.

“That is not important. We have to go right now.” The girl replied, holding her by the hand immediately, dragging her on in the next minute.

She forcefully swung the girl’s hand away.

“Who are you? And where are you taking me too? What did you do to my friends?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest as she contemplated and thought of ways to escape the teenager, whom she was sure was no ordinary human despite her youngness. Hell! Ever since that young girl whom she had met in the forest had shifted to a phanthom, she had hanged her boots on waving kids in this county off her evil list.

This one might be a phanthom. Who knows? Or an evil witch.

“They are okay, just a bit unconscious. They would be up and about in a minute. We don’t have time, Emma. Let’s be going.” The girl said, shocking Emma.

How did the girl know her name?

Well, everyone in this county seem to know her name for some reason. It was pissing her off.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” She said, staring down at the small girl.

“We can do it the hard way or the easy way. Your choice. But you are surely coming with me.” The girl said, her black eyes alternating colors between violet and green.

Emma hadn’t seen this kind before. Who and what the hell was the little girl?

Now, she was a bit afraid, knowing that even though the girl looked little, she had powers that she couldn’t even start to imagine. She was so sure about that, like she knew her name.

Knowing that the girl was right and that she was powerless, she decided to try once again to get any clue on who the girl was.

“Who sent you?” She asked the girl who was looking up at her with hard colorful eyes.

“Queen Zipfarah.” The girl replied, and Emma widened her eyes in unbelief.

Why would the witch send the girl to pick her up, when they had just spoken in the cafe’s store room?

Did something happen?

“Why? I just spoke to her some minutes ago.” She asked, gulping down saliva when the little girl frowned at her. The latter thought she was lying.

“That is impossible. Our queen hasn’t left the shores of our land since that night she had chosen to make an appearance to you.” The little girl said, scrunching her forehead as she peered at Emma.