THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Emma stared skeptically at the girl whom she had thought was the leader of the clique from yesterday. The latter was staring at her too, her face blank of any emotions.

What was the problem this time around? She thought, as she watched the girl stroll up to where she was standing.

Derek was still standing beside her.

“Can we talk outside for a minute?” The girl asked, not even sparing her boyfriend a glance.

“You can say whatever you want to say here, Miss.” Derek commented, before she could say anything in reply.

“I wasn’t speaking to you wolf, and stop acting like she is your mate, or is she?” The girl asked, looking at her boyfriend now.

Wolf? Mate? What the hell is that suppose to mean? She had heard mate a couple of times since she had come to this county, but had relegated it as a term for dating couples or something like babe and all those romantic shits, but wolf? That was a first.

“You came here to speak with me, and not to exchange words or insult my boyfriend.” She finally said, a bit angry as she watched the girl chuckle at her words.

She hadn’t said anything funny, or did she?

“If you say so ma’am.” The girl stated, while still looking at her boyfriend, a sly smile on her lips.

And speaking about her boyfriend, he was suddenly mute, as if tongue tied, hadn’t even acted like someone that had been called a dog. Or was he? Was he a wolf? Did his powers include shape shifting??

No, No, Emma. That is going too far. She thought to herself, shaking her head. It’s best not to see her boyfriend as a dog or wolf, which ever one.

She almost read his mind then, to confirm a few, but thought against it at the last moment.

Putting herself in his shoes, she wouldn’t like someone invading her thoughts.

But why was he still?

“So, are you coming outside or not?” The girl asked, interrupting her thoughts.

“Yes, we will. After you…” Derek replied hurriedly, before she could, again, and that made the decision for her.

She read the fore layer of his thoughts.

He felt like strangling the girl, whom he termed a witch.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He was also a bit scared that the girl had said something that should at best, be hidden from her.

He was scared that she herself might connect the dots together, and find out that he was a …

“Let’s be going babe…” She heard him say, even as she felt him put up a wall of obstruction in his mind. He had felt her intrusion, but she didn’t know if he knew she was the one trying to read her mind. Perhaps, he had thought that it was the witch.

She nodded, and walked in front of him, following the witch girl, even as she deliberated on the information she had managed to get from his mind. Her head was aching already from the dissipation of energy, but it didn’t stop her from connecting the dots, all the while trying not to be obvious.

Her boyfriend was a wolf! He could shape shift! Oh my God! Could this get any more interesting…

She wondered if he should shape shift into any other thing, like a bird…she thought, remembering the black feather she had seen in her room.

Her memory from that night was still unfound. Only the black feather had been the instrument of clue left, and the erotic images of course, although those had been dealt with when she had had sex with Derek. Her mind was filled with him now.

She knew that he wasn’t the bird. But she was skeptical about his wolf nature.

Should she tell him that she already knew of his big secret, or should she wait till he comes clean to her.

Were there others like him?

Of course. She muttered to herself, unaware that Derek was staring at her, and reading her lips.

The bird for one. She thought.

She wasn’t sure. But she felt it in her guts that she was right. There were shape shifters, creatures and beings that she had read of in books, and watched in movies. They were real. They were in this county. And her boyfriend was one of them.

Was Maya like that?

She wouldn’t be surprised if that was so though. The strength and agility her best friend had exhibited was next to none, even though the strange guy had triumphed over her.

Powers. They are everywhere in this county.

Personally, she thought that her boyfriend’s ability to turn to a wolf was absolutely cool.

She wanted to see him in his wolf form.

She wanted to see the transformation.

She wanted to see how big the wolf was, and if it could carry her, like the ones she had seen in the twilight movie series.

Werewolves?

Those had been the ones she had watched in twilight.

She stopped, as her mind ran at its own speed to connect some more dots.

Was her boyfriend a werewolf?

Mates!?

She had heard the witch say it, and she had also heard the term a number of times in comic books and werewolf tales!

Mates were the forever couple. The real deal. At a time while she had watched the movies, she had wished for something strong like that.

Was this fate agreeing with her?

The witch had asked Derek if she was his mate?

Oh my God! She muttered, unaware that they were outside the cafe now, under an oak tree.

She had been too immersed in her observations and deductions that she had lost sight on where she was even going or who was with her.

“Babe…are you okay?” Derek asked her, drawing her closer to him by the arm.

“Yeah…I…am…fine…” She stuttered, as she stared up widely at him.

‘He was a werewolf’ chanted all over her head.

Her gut agreed with it too, even as she tried to term it a most stupid assumption, not entirely believing what she was processing.

So, if he was a werewolf, was she his mate? She thought, finally agreeing with her gut and mind.