Derek was nonplussed as he saw Emma walk into the class. He shut his eyes for a second, and opened them again; she was actually the one.
“What is the little witch doing here?” He muttered to himself, still looking at her. “Was this fate playing with him?”
The lecturer had stopped teaching when she had stepped into the class, with her head high. Her dress sense, though simple, was attention grabbing enough; the low waist ripped jeans gripped her ass firmly. He could see that the guys in the class were gawking at her already. He gritted his teeth at the sight; They were gawking at his mate.
“I thought you concluded that you will reject her.” He heard his wolf say.
“No, I won’t.” He replied back. He couldn’t even bare other guys staring at her. What happens then when another guy finally has her?
“You would kill him.” Maru said.
And for once Derek didn’t argue with his
Derek was shut up in his thoughts as he ruminated on what had just happened.Did his little witch just speak with his beta over the phone? He couldn’t believe it. ‘When had they even exchanged contacts? They all had left her place that day together; or did her go back?’These questions assailed his mind so much that he could feel himself having a headache, even though it was nearly impossible. Their kind didn’t usually experience that.“He must have gone over to her place yesterday. That dork..” Maru said angrily.Derek reasoned that it was so too.He remembered now that he had asked Claire when she had visited him yesterday about her twin and she had replied that he had visited a friend.He had queried further to know the particular friend, with the aim of going there too as he didn’t want to spend a second with any girl that wasn’t her mate but she had replied that she didn’t know
“Oh God, no.. no.” Derek chanted repeatedly, his heart hammering rapidly in his chest as he heard his little witch’s voice.“Are you going to answer me or stand there like an idiot?” She stated.But he didn’t want to turn yet. “Maru , what should I do?” He mind whispered to his wolf.“I don’t know. You started the war. You should end it.” Maru said.Derek already knew that his wolf was angry with him. He hurt their mate. “But I had no choice.” He thought weakly.“Hey bean head!” Emma called angrily, poking her index finger at Derek’s back. “What did you say I am?” She queried, trying hard to mask the hurt she felt when she heard his opinion about her.‘A dunce, a leech??’ She scoffed as she repeated the foul words in her head. She was none of that. She didn’t know where he got his opinion from,
Emma could literally see the thick tension in the air; a sharp knife could cut through it. From the expression on the boys’ faces, she could tell that the uncle in question wasn’t the Christmas gifts type; the boys didn’t like him. She knew she needed to leave. This was some deep shit family matter, and from experience she knew they would be more uncomfortable that she was there. It was better she left, and gave them some privacy; she had a work to get to anyway. “Uhmm guys..” she said, trying to shuffle her neck away from Derek’s hand; it hurt already from his tight grip since Shane mentioned his uncle. But she had enjoyed the feel of it while it lasted; although she felt stupid for even allowing him to pull her closer after his jab at her. She didn’t understand why her emotions were so weak when it comes to him. “I need to get to work.” She said finally, also giving up on shuffling her neck away. He would just let me go himself. She thought, as she st
Melvina watched her son murmur a greeting at his Uncle, and sighed. It seems her young lad hadn’t forgiven his paternal uncle for what he had done during the last pack war.Well she could understand why her son was finding it difficult to forgive the cunning man; she was still trying to get past his act of betrayal and cowardice even. She didn’t understand why her husband was so determined to involve his brother in the recent meetings. Wasn’t the last act of cowardice enough proof to him that the bulky man in front of them was up to no good at all? She wondered.“Eva get to your room; the adults have something to talk about.” She said to her five year old daughter, who has found her brother’s arms a more comfortable place to stay.“But Mom, I’m an adult already.” The little girl with deep black long hair said, pouting her lips.“And why do you say so.?” Arnold asked, finding it funny that h
Derek would have found the large portrait of the family interesting and beautiful to look at, if it hadn’t been brought by his uncle. “Was it a peace offering?” He thought to himself. Well if it was, It was a sham. He concluded, removing his eyes from the portrait which was a fine piece of art with beautiful bright colors; it was painted. He turned to see his father and his uncle staring at him inquisitively. ‘Did they ask for anything?’ He thought, as he stared back at them, piquing up his eyebrows in the process; not minding that it seemed rude after zoning out on them. “Derek..” His father called. “Didn’t you get the question?” “What question?” He asked. “Don’t tell me you zoned out while we were discussing important matters!!” Peter bawled, his voice booming across the ends of the large room. He couldn’t fathom why his son was always this less concerned towards pack issues. ‘Is he not aware that he would be taking over in less than a month time?’
Melvina soughed as she watched her son lumber into the kitchen, looking so crestfallen and melancholic. She wondered what had transpired between the three males in the room.For a moment, she had wanted to attribute it to her mate knowing that their son had a human mate, but then she brushed it off; if he knew already, she would have heard angry shouts already. He would have barged into the kitchen, knowing that she had already known about it.“Mom, He wants some pancakes.” Derek said distastefully, sitting down tiredly on a stool near the kitchen counter; his head bowed down a bit. His father’s earlier pronouncement had zapped energy from him; it still taunted him. He was sure that his uncle was up to no good.Melvina already knew the ‘he’ her son referred to. His tone said it all.“What happened? What did you all talk about? Why are you looking so downcast?” She asked all at once, as she picked
Emma sighed heavily as she served the last table before her shift comes to an end. Her whole body was aching from the three hours of steady running around to take orders and to serve in response to the orders taken. She was famished, but grateful that it had all come to an end. she also knew that it would get better with time;first times were usually the worst.“Wheew, finally.” She muttered, removing the café’s uniform and badge and placing it in one of the racks in the worker’s closet. Picking up her bag which was in the same row with the racks, she trudged out of the room, humming the fifth harmony’s ‘it’s all about black magic’.Saying a few byes to her co workers, she walked out of the Ac-overrun café into the enclasp of the hot sun. Cursing at the sun tiredly as she walked; she took out a yellow stripped scarf from her pocket, and wiped her face rigorously; some beads of sweats had already made their w
The car was a Mercedes-Benz, a C-300 Sedan. It was a little bit rough around the edges and the trunk region was stained with a couple of brown spots. Emma thought that those brown spots might have been coffee stains; for in her three hours shift at the café, she discovered that the county inhabitants really liked coffee- They could wake up by 12am and still demand for coffee. “It’s my Dad’s car.” Derek mentioned. He had been watching as his little witch ran her eyes tro and fro the car, and he wondered whether she was sizing the car up. It didn’t matter to him though, his was better; at least after Aaron works on it. “Oh, okay.” She muttered, absentmindedly. ‘What is she thinking of now?’ Derek thought, as he stared at his little witch keenly. She still stood at the same position where she had been when he pointed out his car earlier; still staring at the car. “If you don’t like the car, we could…” He was saying, when he was interrupted.