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?
DUEL III
Emma sniffed again, letting her hand run across her nose, as she stood up to her full height, her hands on her waist, staring amusingly at Casper who was staring at her suspiciously.
"Are you sure about that?" She asked, piquing her right eyebrow at a Casper who shrugged, not sure of what he was thinking about this new outlook of Emma.
"Let's go then." She muttered, gearing up, feeling the energy swirling deep within her. A smile slithered across her lips as she felt her hands spark like electricity. She could literally feel herself floating, even though she was studded on the ground.
With a crooked smile on her lips, she beckoned on a confused Casper to come close and fight, or perhaps do some of his power manifestations.
Casper smirked, then came closer to Emma. If only he had foreseen what would happen in a twinkle of an eye, he would have conceded defeat, or stuck to the fist fighting without powers.