THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Emma watched Derek’s eyes glaze over for a second, before re-focusing on her; and she concluded that it was exactly the same look she had seen on Melvina’s face back at the cafeteria two days ago, including the faces of the people in the cafeteria.

She pondered on the issue, rubbing her fingers on her jaw intermittently. “We’re they psychics or mind-readers?” She couldn’t just understand the mystery behind the eye glazing. Perhaps, she would ask Derek later; they were dating now, so they shouldn’t be hiding things from each other. She thought.

With this thought settled in her head, she walked over to Derek who seemed to be looking at her; but who she knew was also spaced out.

“Derek..” She called, touching him on the chest. This motion snapped his gaze to her immediately.

“Hey..” He muttered slowly. Emma thought he must be tired from all the cooking. ‘But he was just playing with you.’ Her mind whispered back.

Emma couldn’t agree more with her mind. Something must have been up to keep the tiger this way. She thought, looking into Derek’s eyes which seemed worried. There was no way her boyfriend was just swinging mood like a pregnant woman; something must be up.

“What’s wrong?” She asked. “Your face just lost its color? ”

” Nothing really. I just remembered something.” He replied, dropping light strokes on her cheek.

“What did you remember? Could you tell me?” Emma asked, her eyes brimming with expectancy.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Derek stared at his little witch and sighed. He knew he couldn’t tell her the truth; at least not now.

“Why not? She’s our mate. She will understand.” He heard his wolf, Maru, say.

” No Maru, She won’t. She’s a human; and humans are not our favorite people.” He linked back.

” She’s not the people, she’s our mate. You’re underestimating our mate.” Maru said.

” Okay Maru, I will tell her. But not now.” He said in a conclusive tone. He didn’t want to argue with his wolf on the matter now; there were more important issues to address like why Shane mind linked him. He hoped that an attack hadn’t ensued already.

“Derek..” He heard his little witch call, and sighed. He had spaced out again, while thinking and communicating with his wolf.

“I remembered a friend of mine.” He finally said.

“A friend of yours? Male or female.” She asked.

“Female.” He replied, smiling when he noted the shade of jealousy in her eyes.

” She was my mother’s friend, and my godmother.” He added, not wanting to make her misunderstand the situation again, like she did with Cassey.

“Oh, okay. Is her name Sheila?” Emma asked, as she remembered her talk with Melvina when they had first talked. She recalled that Melvina had talked about the lady, Sheila, who had been her best friend; but had disappeared sometime ago

Derek was astounded. He had just brought up his missing godmother to escape telling the truth because she looked a little bit like his little witch. They had the same shade of red hair, although his little witch’s own seemed deeper in color. She reminded him of her.

“How did you know that?” He asked, placing his hands on her shoulders; looking into her eyes like he was searching for something.

“Well, Melvina mentioned her.” Emma said.

“And why do you think she is my godmother?” He asked. “You haven’t met her or my mother.”

“Well, I just guessed.” She replied.

” Just guessed?” Derek asked, finding it hard to believe that it was just a guess. His little witch hadn’t known yet that the woman she had talked with few days ago was his mother, so how can she now guess that the Sheila was his godmother.

“Yeah, it’s a wild guess. Her name was the only name I heard from Melvina’s mouth; and her face was sad when she mentioned the lady.” Emma said, feeling a little uncomfortable. She wished she had shut her mouth.

“Okay, but Melvina isn’t connected to me. So how did you..?” Derek said, lifting up his hands from her shoulders and flinging them up and about, demonstrating that she knew what he wanted to ask about. He was curious to know how well she could guess.

“Be ready to explain that when she finds out that Melvina is your mom.” Maru said, to which Derek shrugged at. They would cross the bridge when the got there.

“I don’t know, okay. I just felt that she was the one!” Emma shouted a bit, taking steps away from Derek; already pissed off. Although she couldn’t tell whether it was because of his incessant questions, or her inability to explain how she figured out that he was talking about the Sheila. She had just known that she was the one. She didn’t know how; but she just did.

‘A hunch perhaps.’ she thought.

“Okay.” Derek said. “I’m sorry.” He stated, taking steps towards her, knowing she was pissed off.

“What actually happened to her?” She asked.

“She disappeared, during a crisis in our county.” He said.

“A crisis?? What kind of crises?” Emma asked, curious to know what kind of crises could cause someone to disappear. ‘Was she a spy or scapegoat?’

Derek was speechless. He didn’t know what to answer; he had never been good at lying.

“Well..” He was saying, when a knock on the door interrupted them.

“Do you have an appointment with someone?” He asked, happy on one part that the discussion had been cut short but confused on the other part. His little witch was still new to the environment, so she shouldn’t be having visitors already.

Her nearest neighbor was in the other block, and he didn’t think Mr Kletch would be paying Emma any visit soon. He had been a loner since he lost his mate during the last pack war.

‘Or was it Clem?’ The thought didn’t do his ego any good.

“No, I don’t.” Emma replied, suprised too. She wasn’t expecting anyone.

“Maybe it’s Clem.” She said finally, ignoring the flash of anger in Derek’s eyes.

“I will get the door then.” She muttered, walking away from the kitchen.

But Derek walked after her into the sitting room, before going around her to get the door first.

“Hey..!” Emma shouted, suprised at the sudden over taking by Derek.

“What?” Derek asked, winking at her. “I’m just getting the door for my mate” He said.

” Mate?” Emma asked, laughing. “We’re not animals, Derek. You could call me something sweeter.” She said.

Derek swallowed, then nodded; punching himself a hundred times in his mind for saying the mate word loud.

Heaving a sigh, he turned around and opened the door.

“Mom??” He muttered.