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?
INSIDE THE SECRET ROOM
Derek breathed in and out to instill calm inside him as he looked at the door that had been hidden behind the wardrobe.
He knew he would be going inside the secret place to feed his curiosity. Nothing would stop him from that.
He was a bit edgy about it though.
Trapdoors and secret places weren't really his favourite places.
Taking in a deep breath again, he took steps forward until he got to the door.
He tried twisting the knob to open it up, but the metallic orb was stiff, not yielding at all. He tried again, but still got the same result.
He almost gave up, until his eyes caught sight of an opening by top of the door as they ran all over the wooden height.
What is that? He thought, trying to fix his hand into the opening shaped like a hexagon.
A lock! He exclaimed in his mind, them sighed as his elation disappeared at what the answer entailed.
The door needed its lock.
But where would he find the lock?