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?
WE NEED ONE ANOTHER
Freya curled her legs beneath her, whilst regarding him steadily.
"You know, Aiden, you are so used to using your power, you don't even stop to think if it's right or wrong." She stated.
"He had no right to touch you. He was causing you pain." Aiden replied with a shrug.
"But he didn't know he was. And you had no right to touch me, but you did anyway," She pointed out reasonably.
His eyes glittered coldly.
"I have every right. You belong to me." He said it calmly, his voice soft, with a hint of warning.
"More importantly, Freya, I did not cause you pain."
Freya's breath caught in her throat. Her tongue moistened her lips with a small, delicate gesture. "Aiden" - her voice was hesitant, as she chose her words carefully - "I belong to myself. I'm a person, not something you can own. In any case. I live in the United States. I'm going back there soon and intend to be on the next flight to Budapest."