THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Esther’s house was just a normal bungalow, like Emma’s. Melvina thought, as she stepped out from the car with the others.

It was even of the same color; white.

“Lead the way.” She told the witch girl, who just glanced at her for a few seconds before turning away and walking up the steps that led to the front porch.

She watched keenly as the girl took out a key from her trousers’ back pockets, and slide it into the keyhole.

She was already taking steps forward with her two sons towards the porch, when all of a sudden, the girl was pushed through the air with so great a force, that she landed way behind them on her butt, groaning and grunting in pain.

Immediately, she ran towards her, bending on her knee and checking her out, aware that her sons were now at alert.

What has caused that?

“Are you okay? Esther…” She called, while checking to see if there was a major injury on the girl’s body. She seemed fine, except that she was groaning in pains, whilst holding her hand and waist at intervals. Her face was slightly bruised too.

“Anthony…” She called, and he came running to her.

“Can you relieve the pain?” She asked, giving him the choice to take away the pain that seemed to be eating the younger girl up.

She had noticed that her adopted son had had the power to heal when he had turned 18, and had shifted to his wolf for the first two times.

She had been in the kitchen then, preparing dinner, when Derek had rushed up to her, very frantic, that Anthony had been mortally wounded during the pack training.

She had left the kitchen immediately, not minding the pot of water that she had already put on fire to boil, as she had been in a hurry, enroute to the pack house, but she hadn’t gone pass their sitting room that fateful day, because she had seen Anthony sitting down tiredly on the couch.

He had had blood on his clothes quite alright, and his posture had been that of a tired person, but she had sought for the element of pain on his face and had found none.

And when she had lifted up his upper garment, she had found no wounds at all, not even a scratch.

He had healed himself.

She had researched his lineage then through Agrip, knowing that neither of his parents had the healing gift. From her research, she had found out that he had gotten the gift from his mother’s lineage; his great grandmother to be precise. The latter had been the pack’s doctor in her time, a great one at that.

But she had given him the choice, to choose what he wanted with the gift; if he wanted to be a pack’s doctor or not. He had chosen the later, and she had been okay with it, allowing him too, the freedom to dispense the power as he wished, while keeping her promise to him of not telling anyone. Only the family knew of his gift, and a few others like Agrip.

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In a few minutes, Esther was standing on her feet, hale and hearty like she hadn’t just been flung by a powerful wind.

“Thank you.” She said to Anthony for the third time, aware of what he had done, and grateful that he had done it; grateful that he had chosen to heal her.

Anthony nodded, while looking straight ahead.

“What happened back there? What had pushed you with so great a force?” Melvina asked her, still looking at her; the distrust in her eyes had been replaced with worry.

“I don’t know.” She replied. “I had just opened the door, and had received the welcome party. It was like the wind had been lying in wait for me.” She said.

“Hmmm…” Melvina sighed.

She was skeptical about continuing the search now.

Who knows what might be waiting for them in there?

“Are we still going in?” Anthony asked, hoping that his Luna would say yes. The force that had pushed the witch girl away was enough reason to go in and search. He believed that the perpetrators must have left a clue behind. He hoped that they would be careless enough to do so. He too, was getting uneasy about the strange things happening around the human, and wanted to solve it up as soon as possible. He didn’t know why he felt like this. Why he felt like doing whatever in his power to keep the human safe. It was like a duty to him; and he hadn’t even been aware of when this feeling had developed, this kinship feeling.

“We have to, Mum.” Derek stated, echoing Anthony’s hope. The latter was already sighing in relief. At least his brother was backing him up.

“Okay then. But let’s be careful. We are dealing with magic here; powerful magic.” She said, already mind linking her mate of their current situation and position. This movement was unpredictable. It was best that she informed her mate, in case things went south and they needed back up. She would have mentioned the opinion that they should go home, especially after that display of raw power, but she had sensed that the minds of her sons were already made up. They wanted to go in, so go in they shall. And she was glad that she hadn’t let the human join them. The result would have been unfavorable.

“I will take the lead then.” She heard Anthony say, and watched him as he walked towards the front porch with Derek right behind him.

She prayed that they would be safe.

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“Guess what prisoner…I just discovered that you have a daughter.” The woman with the whip held a picture in her hand, as she cackled with laughter after her statement.

“Don’t you touch my daughter!!!” The lady in captivity screamed, and the room quaked and shook alongside with her fury.