THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION
"I Emma DRACKSON, hereby, reject you, Derek, Alpha of the Blue Moon's Pack as my mate." Derek's eyes twitched, and his fists balled, but Emma was far from being done. "Don't ever search for me for whatever reason. I never want to see you again all the days of my life. If I ever find any of your people spying on me, I will kill them, or better, I will burn them alive. Do you understand what I just said?" She asked when she was done. But Derek was mute. Melvina tried talking, but Emma shut her up with a wave of her hand." I'm disappointed in you, Melvina. So, keep shut." She stated in anger, not minding the murmurings from the crowd. She knew why, but she didn't care. Melvina wasn't her Luna. *** *Emma, a 17 years old gutsy teenager is shipped off to southern England by her Dad to complete her college studies; a strategic punishment to tame her wild behavior. On reaching there, she discovers that half of the campus population were paranormal creatures, she thought only existed in comic books and novellas. She also discovered that she wasn't really her father's daughter, but was kept by him because of an oath made to a hidden lover. What happens when she uncovers the fact that she wasn't the average human girl, rather a fulfilled prophecy; a reincarnated queen mated to an Alpha wolf. What path does she choose when she is rejected by the Alpha wolf in the face of grueling circumstances?
EMMA AT DEREK'S PARTY XI
Derek opened the door to his room hurriedly, and immediately Emma stepped in, he pushed her gently to the wall and claimed her lips.
Emma protested with a grunt, when he broke away the next minute. He pecked her lips, before going over to the door.
Giddy with happiness and need, he locked up his door, not wanting anyone to interrupt them during this beautiful event he had been longing for a long time.
That done, he returned back to her.
"I missed you." He muttered, but Emma pulled him down to her, not in the mood for small talk.
He lifted her up then, smiling satisfactorily as she slid her legs across his waist,
Instantly it brought her hot core of femininity, liquid with need, to press fully against his thick, fierce arousal, since she was wearing a thin pant underneath the gown.