THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Derek cussed, as he heard the offer of the witch girl. He might kill off the small girl at this rate. She couldn’t be more than 18 years.

“No, I’m not.” Emma replied, and Derek soughed in relief.

“Just tell me why you are here.” She stated, drowning her curiosity. Of course, she was interested in the girl’s side of story on why she was scenting this way that seemed to cause the guys to drool at her but she had a feeling that it will come at a steep price. She wasn’t ready for that.

She would have to accept that she was scenting this way either because of the bottled liquid that Maya had given her or because of the fact that she had slept with Derek, a werewolf.

And she wasn’t still sure about his werewolf origin yet.

“Oh, okay. If you say so.” The girl replied, her face turning serious then, the smirk and sly smile totally disappearing.

“Where is my aunt? What happened to her?” She asked.

Emma laughed then, an avenue to let the threatening tears flow.

It made her remember the last time she had laughed this way; with Damon.

He wasn’t in school today. She realized; a bit startled.

Why?

She wasn’t with his number either, to check on him.

Maybe, she would search for his number in their group chat.

“Why are you laughing?” She heard the girl ask.

“This is not a joking matter.”

“What is your name?” She asked the girl who was scowling now.

“I don’t see how that matters to the question I just asked.” The girl retorted.

“Well you see, my dear, it matters. Perhaps if you tell me your names, I might be able to think if I have heard of your family name before, or your aunt rather.” She replied, smiling widely.

What aunt? She thought. The girl must be high on coke.

“I’m talking about my Aunt Margo.” The girl stated with a sneer, and Emma’s mouth dropped open.

Derek was not left out.

“You are related to Margo?” Emma asked, pointing at the girl with a reluctant finger.

“Yeah. I’m her niece. My name is Esther. She was supposed to meet you under the oak tree by 3pm today.” Esther stated, folding her arms across her chest.

“Well…Esther…I don’t think the time is 3pm yet.” Emma said, glancing at Derek who was looking at both of them with surprise.

“You were supposed to meet with the witch today, and you didn’t tell me or my mother?” He queried, worry and sadness clouding his facial features.

“I didn’t think it was necessary.” She said, keeping her tongue in check, so that it won’t run off on its own accord and spew out her recent discoveries, and how many times they had lied and kept things from her in the past.

“You don’t think it was necessary? Emma, we are talking about a witch here! She is dangerous!” Derek stated, unable to stop himself from raising his voice.

An act which angered Emma no small deal.

But she chanted ‘inner peace’ over and over again.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

She refused to allow her plan to be soiled over some pointless bickering.

“My Aunt is no more dangerous than you are, wolf.” Esther said, obviously annoyed too.

Her Aunt had been trying to protect the clueless girl. She wouldn’t stay still, and watch the werewolf insult her in her absence, notwithstanding that he was of the alpha breed.

When she had come home yesterday, and had recounted the details of the day, during the night season after her dinner to her aunt, who had taken her in since her parents had been killed by unknown people, she had noticed that her aunt had been so taken to the redhead who had withstood her compulsion, someone she had thought was a human. She had been shocked in that cafe yesterday.

Her aunt had left the house later that night after her tale, to god knows where.

She had stayed awake till the older woman was back.

She had riled her up with questions upon questions, until the latter had given in with answers, for peace to reign.

The redhead was some kind of prophecy.

She didn’t really understand. She didn’t actually care.

What she cared about now, was that her aunt was missing.

When she had left in the morning, she had been memorizing a particular spell.

When she came back from school, the house had been in disarray and her aunt was gone.

She had come here, seeking for the redhead because her aunt had told her amongst her explanations the previous night, that she would be meeting with the redhead under the Oak tree near the cafe by 3pm. That was it.

Her aunt had also said, that they will be leaving the county immediately after that.

She had packed her bag, and had only come to school to say farewell to her few friends, whom she had known since high school.

But it seems that the plans would be thrown into jeopardy now.

Her aunt was missing. And it is because of this redhead in front of her.

What is even so special about her, that they made her a prophecy.

She didn’t understand some things in this world of theirs, like the death of her parents.

The perpetrators of the evil act were still unknown, but she had vowed to search them out and kill them.

But for now, she had to find her aunt.

“Stop calling me wolf…” She heard the wolf guy say, and snorted.

He could deny it all he wants, but she knew what he was.

“So, your aunt…where is she?” Emma asked. The note of plea in her voice could be heard and felt.

Margo had been the only person that had bothered to tell her the truth, and now that it would have been manifest, she was missing?

“That’s what I came to ask.” Esther replied, piquing up her eyebrows.

“Well, it was true that we had agreed to meet today by 3pm under this oak tree, but the time isn’t 3pm yet. We should wait till then, perhaps she had gone somewhere.” Emma stated, trying not to dampen the girl’s mood the more.

“If you say so. We have more two hours to go. We will wait.” Esther said, although she knew that her aunt had been taken.

But by who?

It was obvious that the redhead didn’t know where her aunt was.