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?
LEO'S FINAL DECISION...
A smile touched Derek's lips as he watched his friend, Leo, struggle to keep his eyes off Maya. He was sure that the potion's effects were wearing thin already. Just a little more time. He thought. A little more time before Leo would be able to feel the strong mate pull, and mark his cousin for himself; whilst discarding the bimbo standing beside him. Zoe disgusted him.
"Well, you have to blame Maya for that…" He stated with a wry smile, looking down at Maya whose arms were still locked on in his. Someone who didn't know of them, or who didn't notice the alike deep blue shade of their eyes might have thought that they were couples. They looked and acted like it, well, except for the vivid absence of intimate touches.
"What? How am I to blame for that?" Maya queried, pretending to be aghast and shocked, pretending to find the accusation incorrigible and uncalled for. She already knew what he was going to refer to, any second from then.