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?
VISITING EMMA V
Derek cast a furtive glance around the sitting room, down to the other entrance that led to the wide kitchen, but he didn't see his Beta. Which only meant that Clen might have gone into the rooms.
Quickly, not thinking the 'why' of his action, he left Anthony who was still taking pictures of the map-like drawings on the wall, and strolled toward the passageway which led to the two rooms in the house.
The first room he walked into was that of Emma's of course, and just as he thought, there was Clem standing right in the middle of the room, holding something in his hand.
"What is that? What are you holding?" Derek asked Clem without preamble, and without wasting any more time, stalked towards Clem, to see properly what the latter had been so engrossed in looking at.
He stood before his Beta the next second, his eyebrows furrowing when he saw the small book in Clem's hands. It looked like a diary.