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?
HONEST
A smile slithered across Melvina's lips as she watched Derek stroll into the kitchen, with his two hands inside the pockets of his denim jeans. She had actually been expecting that he would take more time to recuperate emotionally, but it seemed that he will be fine. There was even an almost invisible smile on his lips. When she noted him walking to the kitchen counter, she smiled wider. Her son was hungry. She thought, even as she patted him on his arms, aware that the others in the kitchen were as astonished as she was.
"The food would be ready soon. You can try out some fruits in the refrigerator." She said, and he nodded, turning away from the cooking pot to the refrigerator.
He opened it, and took out an apple. A bite into it, and he swirled around to face Anthony.