Derek cussed again and again as he walked steadily towards the door leading to the front porch. He didn't understand his little witch again. It was like she knew that something was really going on, and had expected him to tell her by himself; his avoidance of that, had then upsetted her much to even dodge his kiss.
What does she think is happening? Who does she think I am? Why the sudden question? He thought, turning the knob, to open up the door.
His cousin, stood by the door with a black polyethene bag.
"What's sup." She said, stepping into the living room.
He shrugged in reply, getting a furtive glance from his cousin.
"Okay. Out with it. What happened?" She asked, sitting on one of the couches. "How is she?"
"She is okay." He replied, taking a seat near her.
"Then what is wrong? Why is your face like poop?" She asked, reclining proper
Emma watched the events going on around her from an aloof state, a still aloof observer. She could see Claire and Clem been crowded by friends and well-wishers, she could see little Eva sneaking away pieces of cake from the large when she thought no one was watching, she could also see Melvina discussing deeply with a lady she hadn't seen before, she could see Derek and Maya talking outside the large room with some other guy whom she hadn't met before; she could see all these, but wasn't actually seeing it. Her eyes were roaming around the room, but her mind was roaming in her own room, back at her own house, where she had conversed with a witch the previous night.When Derek had left her in the room, to go check who had been knocking on the door last night, she had first gurbled up the food, since her stomach was howling at her in hunger, before sneaking out of the room, tiptoeing through the short hallway until she got to the entrance of the living room, where
"What are you doing here?" A voice asked, startling Emma as she tried to unwrap the roll of thick white paper. Out of shock at being caught, she dropped the painting on the floor, as she stood up erect. "Turn, let me see you!" The voice said, its tone rising up a bit. Emma swallowed her spittle, her heart beat increasing a bit, as she slowly turned around, preparing herself for whatever might happen. Her eyes widened in fear, as she beheld an older woman, who she was sure was Clem's and Claire's mother. She had their blonde hair and eyes, but her own eyes, her own eyes were cold and calculative. Emma knew she had just fallen into a deep cauldron of hot boiling oil. "Who are you? How did you come here? Where are you from?" The older woman asked, turning up her lips in disgust, as she trailed her eyes from the hair on Em
Claire stood up sharply and stepped back a bit, after removing her hands from Emma's neck reluctantly, as she heard her twin's voice. "Mother, what is happening here? Claire, what are you doing?" Clem asked again, still watching at the duo in front of him. He had been looking for Emma, with the others, ignoring the shreds of pain hehad been feeling which was a sign that his wolf wanted to be let out for the first time, when he had perceived that his sister might have had something to do with the redhead, following her unnatural hatred for his soon to be Alpha's mate. And when he had seen Derek trying to go into the hallways, leading to their respective rooms, he had overtaken him, citing that his mother wouldn't want them transversing in her house and searching for a human, and luckily for him, Derek had obliged, deciding to wait for the outcome of his search, deciding to trust him. And when he had been movin
Clem tightened his hold on Emma's legs, even though he actually felt like dropping her on the floor, but for her already weak state, when he saw his soon to be alpha, Derek walk into the room, looking all angry and furious. His angry Alpha was followed by Maya, Shane, and the Luna of their pack, Melvina. "What is going on here, Clem?" His loud voice boomed again, and Clem could see his twin visibly shaking in dread of what was to come, that he would have loved to tell her 'I told you so..', while his mother stared openly at the Luna with contempt; he had never understood his mother's grievances with Melvina. It was like they were stepsisters at war with themselves, well from his mother's angle though. "Emma fainted." He finally replied, casting furtive glances at his mother and Claire. "Fainted? How?" Maya asked, not believing Clem's words, one bit. She could see that Emma was struggling to breath, and her e
Derek tightened his hold on Emma's laps, withholding himself from dropping his little witch on his cousin's hands, and then giving his beta's twin a slap of his own, as he heard the last words of the troublesome girl. Rather, he ignored her and stared down at his little witch who was breathing faintly. He was sure that they had done something more, the two devious people in front of him, to his mate; only a slap couldn't do this. He stared keenly at Emma till he saw reddish markings on her neck like she had been choked. He swatted the long strands of her red hair obstructing his view of her neck, and gasped, fuming in anger as he got wind of what had just happened. If his beta hadn't come when he did, Claire would have chocked his mate to death, while her mother watched and cheered her on. This knowledge did it for him. With a sharp and fast speed which shocked all those in the room, he passed his little witch to Maya who fo
Emma was dreaming. She saw a bloodied atmosphere. There was blood everywhere. There was war. There were so much killings that from her own standpoint, she hadn't seen anything as it before. It was barbaric, like genocide. But the most weird thing she saw about the battle, was that the battle wasn't among humans, but animals. She saw wolves fighting against each other in a most brutal way, like they were reasoning as humans, knowing whom and when to attack.And then all of a sudden, a huge beautiful black wolf, more larger than the rest, ran up to her gingerly. Surprisingly, she noticed that she wasn't at all scared, but rather concerned about the big black wolf, as she touched his shoulders which were bruised, smiling a bit as it nuzzled her cheek with its nose. But then in a twinkling of an eye, at the last moment, two other big wolves rushed up to her black wolf, biting and scratching him vehemently, and as she shouted and looked on helplessly, a male hu
Derek stared keenly at his little witch, while she refused to share the dream which had caused her to shudder some minutes ago, and while she chose to change the topic. He couldn't help but feel that his mate had started hiding things from him. And he didn't like it one bit. Was she onto something already? Did she know something that he didn't? Has she caught onto their numerous lies? Did Claire and her mother say something, out of the ordinary to her? He thought, his fear increasing by each question. If any of these questions going on his mind has a positive answer, then there would be a problem. His little witch wouldn't trust him again, and inadvertently, she wouldn't tell him any happenings either. "Tell her about us, when there is still time." His wold, Maru, mentioned. Actually this statement had been a mantra on Derek's mind since the last night when he had felt a strange presence in his mate's room. He had also noticed that
Maya stepped towards Emma who was now sitting cross legged on the bed. She had waited by the doorstep because she had felt guilty for the ill fortune that had befallen her new friend. After all, she had sworn to her cousin after their unpleasant experience at the forest, that would protect his mate. Even though that was actually his own work, she had made him understand that since the redhead wasn't a wolf like them, with no high chances of being accepted as the Luna of his pack, he would have to diversify a lot, meaning that he would not always be around her, to avoid suspicious questions and looks from his father and the other pack members.She was the one that could stay around the human without attracting unnecessary attention. She was the one that should be protecting her always. But she had failed in this one single task. She had failed to keep her new best friend from the claws of the jealous and freakish Claire. Her anger still burned hot against C