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?
THE SHIFT II
"She is about to shift! Oh my god! Quick, let's help her up. There's enough space outside to shift!" Annabel shouted, immediately Emma fell to the ground and started twisting like an earthworm that had been dumped in a tray of salt.
Amelia immediately moved, keeping Prescott on the center table. She held Emma by one side, whilst Annabel took up the second position by Emma's other side.
Emma herself kept cursing the gods for putting her in this situation. Who said she wanted to be a wolf? Or that she wanted to save the world?
The pain racking all over her body idled her brain intermittently, so much so that she lost consciousness of her surroundings sometimes. Other times, she was aware that she was being pushed, mainly by Prescott's magic, through the hallways, and then to the open air. Amelia and Annabel weren't doing much, even with their grunts.