'Finally..' Emma muttered, breathing out heavily as Derek pulled up the car right in front of her house. Finally, she could eat and rest. Her stomach had been making rumbling sounds since the drive started.
"We're home.." He said heartily, pressing a button on the dashboard which let the car doors unlock.
Emma winced, as she stretched herself a little bit. She really needed to sleep, perhaps before eating. She thought.
Looking sideways, she saw that Derek was already out of the car, with her backpack on his shoulders. He was walking towards her side of the car.
She watched him still as he stopped at her door, winked at her, before opening it.
"Won't y
Where did you learn how to cook?" Emma asked Derek, sighing in satisfaction as she ate in relish, the last batch of the spaghetti on her plate.She had watched in awe as he traisped around the kitchen, putting things in order like he was born into it. He had also coached her, as he did the cooking. And now, munching the last of the spaghetti on her plate, she concluded that she preferred his cooking to Clem's; maybe because he was boyfriend. She didn't care though."From my mother." Derek replied, smiling as he watched his mate gubble up the food he had cooked some minutes ago. She hadn't even waited for the food's temperature to go down after its preparation, before asking him to dish out some for her.He was happy that she enjoyed his cooking. He felt lik
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 immediate
Shane smirked as he watched Derek's shocked face as he stared at his mother. He had been shocked too when the Luna had requested him to follow her somewhere; a somewhere that had turned out to be the human's house. He wondered whether she knew aforetime that Derek would be here, or that she came to see the human; perhaps to ask her to vacate the territory because of the impending pack war. He concluded that it was the latter. "Hullo Derek.." He said, still smirking as he walked over to stand behind his Luna. "Didn't you get my message?" He asked. "I did. I was about coming." Derek whispered, knowing that his little witch was just behind him. "Why are you whispering?" His mother queried, looking amused.
Derek and Shane strottled away from Emma's front porch before they started to discuss, not wanting to risk Emma listening in on them, even though it was highly unlikely; their Luna already had the human girl hooked."What was the message?" Derek asked finally, when they were out close to Mr Kletch's house."Didn't know you were interested." Shane replied, taking sharp steps like he was in a hurry to get somewhere."Shane quit joking around and come clear." Derek said, getting impatient with his gamma's blurred remarks."Joking around? You're the one that seems not to take certain things serious. What if we were under attack Derek?..I had mind linked you to come immediately." Shane stated, coming to a halt, as he tri
Clem stood at the outer courts of their pack house, looking steadily towards the entrance to their pack environs as if, he was willing a person or something to appear through it.'"What's taking them so long?" He muttered to himself, checking his wrist watch. It was almost six pm."What are you looking at?" He heard a voice ask, and turning a little to the right to see who was talking, he saw Leo watching him. His mind-guess hadn't been wrong. Only Leo had that type of deep baritonic voice in their pack."Nothing really. Just waiting for them." He replied."Shane and Derek??" Leo asked, taking a long glance at the entrance of the pack too."Yeah, Shane and Derek."
Derek barged into the pack's conference room in anger, and wasn't fazed at all by the look of disappointment that appeared on his father's face at his entry. He totally ignored it, thinking that his old man should have had it coming; should have known that he wouldn't be pleased with the idea of merging their pack with another, let alone merging with Arnold's, even if it was for ten seconds. "Oh, if it's not my favorite nephew." He heard his uncle say, and scoffed. Surely, he would get back at him one day. He just had to find the right circumstance to do it. "Hello Uncle." He greeted, trying hard to rein his temper in, his teeth gritting in the process. "Hello nephew. Where have you been? We've been searching the whole area for you." Arnold said, with a smirk present o
Derek shut his eyes wearingly and cussed intermittently as he heard the voice which he had last heard, about seven years ago. Fisting his hands tightly, he took a deep breath, in and out, before swerving around to face his oldest friend, turned foe. "Maya.." He grumbled out, unfolding one of his hands, and inserting it into his deep left front pocket of his denim trousers; whilst still staring at the feminine beauty in front of him. He thought she was still the same, except older and more beautiful. "Hello Cousin Brother.." Maya said with a smirk. "How have you been. Long time no see." She continued, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Derek could tell, from the smirk that coated her lips, that she was also part of her father's plan, again; and it didn't do his mood
The walls of the pack house were designed with beautiful drawings of wolf-like art, which Maya thought was excellent and aesthetic as she and Derek walked towards the place where she had left her warriors an hour ago to heed to her father's call to follow the way up to the Pack's conference room.She was at least happy, that her Uncle, Derek's father, had still managed to uphold the pack, even better, since the last pack war. She was also happy that her betrayal hadn't caused Derek much mayhem later, other than a broken heart and a dismembered trust pattern.Watching the bustling activity going on in the pack, the children running up and down, a group of women talking and laughing, she concluded that the her cousin's pack was warmer than hers. Her father had stopped pack members, children mostly, from trouping into the pa