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 DREAM AGAIN..
A sharp crow cry pierced the dark grey skies, as the wolves battled each other venomously, and the man with sharp fangs beheaded some wolves, causing a redheaded girl to scream and shout for help, especially when the man with the sharp fangs noticed her presence. He zoomed past the fighting wolves, about to snap her neck with a speed of light, when a big black wolf came in between them, obstructing the creature's evil intent for the girl, but taking the fall there of; having its head snapped off from its neck. The girl screamed more loudly again, in agony this time, at the bloodied sight, the crows now much, shrieking too in deathly harmony as if mourning the death of a great hero; when Emma woke up.