Emma stared skeptically at the girl whom she had thought was the leader of the clique from yesterday. The latter was staring at her too, her face blank of any emotions. What was the problem this time around? She thought, as she watched the girl stroll up to where she was standing. Derek was still standing beside her. "Can we talk outside for a minute?" The girl asked, not even sparing her boyfriend a glance. "You can say whatever you want to say here, Miss." Derek commented, before she could say anything in reply. "I wasn't speaking to you wolf, and stop acting like she is your mate, or is she?" The girl asked, looking at her boyfriend now. Wolf? Mate? What the hell is that suppose to mean? She had heard mate a couple of times since she had come to this county, but had relegated it as a term for dating couples or something like babe and all those romantic shits, but wolf? That was a first. "You came here to speak with me, and not to exchange words or insult my boyfriend." She f
Derek's heart beat faster in fear, as he watched Emma stare up at him with eyes opened so wide.Had she connected the dots already?He swore that he will hunt down the witch and kill her if his little witch ran away from him, because of her loud mouth.Earlier, when the witch girl had made that statement that had implicated his identity, he had run stiff, his beta and his gamma too.His beta had told him to slap the witch girl shut.But he couldn't have done that, it would have attracted more attention to them.But seeing the much-shocked face of his mate now, he wished he had.At least, she would have counted it as him defending his pride against a girl that had called him a wolf.He should have. He thought, beating himself up.His inability to had done so, had only served to solidify the girl's claim, and then he had been in a hurry to see her out, forgetting that his mate was intuitive just like his mother.Oh, goddess help me. He thought. He was in huge trouble.His mother would k
Derek cussed, as he heard the offer of the witch girl. He might kill off the small girl at this rate. She couldn't be more than 18 years. "No, I'm not." Emma replied, and Derek soughed in relief. "Just tell me why you are here." She stated, drowning her curiosity. Of course, she was interested in the girl's side of story on why she was scenting this way that seemed to cause the guys to drool at her but she had a feeling that it will come at a steep price. She wasn't ready for that. She would have to accept that she was scenting this way either because of the bottled liquid that Maya had given her or because of the fact that she had slept with Derek, a werewolf. And she wasn't still sure about his werewolf origin yet. "Oh, okay. If you say so." The girl replied, her face turning serious then, the smirk and sly smile totally disappearing. "Where is my aunt? What happened to her?" She asked. Emma laughed then, an avenue to let the threatening tears flow. It made her remember the l
It was 4:05pm now. Emma bit her lips, as she checked the time on the silvery watch band on her left hand. "She is not coming." Esther stated, frankly. "She has been kidnapped." "And how are you sure of that?" Derek asked her. They had gone into the café after the decision to wait, and had come out immediately the time had reached 3pm. He had conveyed the present issue to his gamma and beta, and although they were skeptical about waiting on a witch, they had stayed and kept on serving tables. "The house was in disarray when I came back from classes today." Esther replied; her voice laden with sadness. Who had taken her aunt? "Any ideas on who might have done that? Anyone your aunt has issues with?" Emma asked, also frantic with worry. Her only hope of getting answers to her questions had disappeared. Who must have taken Margo? "Not that I know. The only thing that I am sure of that can cause her abduction is you." Esther stated, staring contemptuously at Emma. She had a st
Derek mind-linked Clem and Shane that he would be following his mate to go to the witch's house. There was no way he would be letting his mate out of his sight."Be careful." They both said to him through their mind link after her had finished recounting the details of the whole matter to them. Like him, they were skeptical about the witch. Witches were sly and devious. It was in their nature, no matter how good that some of them claim to be.Walking behind his little witch as they trolled behind the witch down the road, he stopped in his movement as he saw Anthony's car speeding towards them.His mother was here. He didn't know whether he should be happy or glad about that.The car came to halt beside them.Anthony and his mother stepped out of the car, from their respective sides.He saw Anthony widen his eyes as he stared at Emma, and then still his nose the next second. He was sure that his adopted brother was fighting against the sexual intoxicating scent.His mother just stared
Emma knew that Melvina was annoyed with her for keeping her meet up with Margo from her, but she didn't feel much guilty about it, especially after knowing their big secret. The woman was in the game of secrets too. "Where are you guys going then?" Melvina asked, shifting her attention to her son and the witch girl. "We were about going to Esther's house to search around for clues." Derek replied. "Okay, I see then. Where is Shane and Clem?" Melvina asked, looking around the environs as if she would spot the duo if she did. "They are still in the café." Derek replied. "Hmm…okay…this is what happens now. Emma, you will go back to the café and stay with Clem and Shane, while I and Derek and Anthony, with Esther will check out her house for clues." Melvina stated. "I'm going." Emma commented. Nothing was going to stop her from her doing so. She had to be there. Who knows? She might find out something that the others, perhaps, won't be able to find. "No, you are not." Melvina deadp
Esther's house was just a normal bungalow, like Emma's. Melvina thought, as she stepped out from the car with the others. It was even of the same color; white. "Lead the way." She told the witch girl, who just glanced at her for a few seconds before turning away and walking up the steps that led to the front porch. She watched keenly as the girl took out a key from her trousers' back pockets, and slide it into the keyhole. She was already taking steps forward with her two sons towards the porch, when all of a sudden, the girl was pushed through the air with so great a force, that she landed way behind them on her butt, groaning and grunting in pain. Immediately, she ran towards her, bending on her knee and checking her out, aware that her sons were now at alert. What has caused that? "Are you okay? Esther…" She called, while checking to see if there was a major injury on the girl's body. She seemed fine, except that she was groaning in pains, whilst holding her hand and waist at
Melvina noticed that the sitting room, and the other rooms in the house were in disarray just like Esther had said; just like her friend's house had been when she had gone to check on her. The perpetrators of the act had been searching for something.What could be that? She thought, as she ran her eyes over the relics in the sitting room for the umpteenth time, for any sign or clue that might lead them on, or show them who the culprits were.So far, they hadn't found anything. Not even a piece of note, like she had seen in her friend's place, or a threatening piece like the dead meat Anthony had found in Emma's refrigerator. Nothing. Nothing at all.Or had the witch girl hidden some kind of clue since she had canvassed the scene before them?"Esther…" She called."Yes ma'am." Esther replied, dropping the vase on the oval table in the sitting room for the second time.The first time had been when she had come in from school and had met the house in its unkempt form. The vase with intri