Maya took a deep breath in and out, and in again; her thoughts, a reeling mess as she contemplated on how to answer Emma's question, without sounding like a monkey in a zoo. She had to tell a story the human could believe.
"Ok, Well…" She started off, hoping that Sia, her wolf, would help her on the way.
"..that day when you had come to the house to see Melvina.."
"Just skip to the part where we had entered the forest." Emma said, interrupting her.
"Okay..." Maya stuttered, about to continue with her tale, when all of a sudden it dawned on her that Emma had just mentioned 'the forest'. The redhead wasn't supposed to know that since she had lost her memories. She thought, aware of the fear that was gnawing deep within her. If Emma had really regained her memory, then they all would be in a lot of trouble. She hoped that her friend had heard the 'forest' from someone else, not from her memory.
Emma soughed in weak anger as she saw Derek step into the room. Although she was happy to see him, she knew that her discussion with Maya at the moment had been usurped, and for that she wasn't entirely too happy about seeing him. She didn't know when Maya and she might have the free time to discuss about the matter again."Did I interrupt something?" Derek asked, seeing the look of relief on his cousin's face, and the look of anger on his mate's face. What had gone down? He thought, staring at the duo sitting flatly on the bed. What had they been discussing? He wondered if he had been, at any point, a subject matter in one of their many discussions."Not really." Emma replied with a faux smile, when all she had actually wanted to say was that 'of course he had clearly disrupted something. He wasn't blind, or was he?'"Oh, okay." Derek muttered, staring at his cousin in particular. At that moment, he wished that he could
As Emma cleansed her plate with her spoon for the umpteenth time, she gave long hungry looks at Maya's plate which was still half filled with the food that Melvina had dished for them some minutes ago. A trip of one spoon of the food from her plate to her mouth, had made her gulp in the food in less than ten minutes. She thought that Melvina should open up an eatery already, of which she, herself, would be the most visiting patroniser. Damn! The meal was out of this world. She thought, as she stared hungrily at Maya's plate. They were both in the blondie's room."Are you done eating?" She asked Maya, who seemed to be more interested in a novel she was reading than the food she was eating. Emma remembered that the novel was one of her Sydney Sheldon's collections which the blondie had collected on her last two visits to her house."Not yet." Maya replied, with a smirk, knowing the book was shielding her lips from being seen. She knew that her
Anthony watched, entranced, as Emma opened the pot for the third time to scoop another spoonful of food into her plate. He thought that she had a very large appetite for a human. Well, who wouldn't? Melvina's meals had the capacity to turn anyone into a glutton. He guessed that this might be the first time for the human, that is, tasting his Luna's meals.When he had lost his parents in the last pack war, which had been triggered by Arnold's greed and selfishness, supported by Maya's betrayal, he had been devasted, so devasted that he had almost committed suicide. He had wanted to drown in a bottle of vermin which he had stolen from the storehouse, when the Luna, Melvina, had barged into his room, as if she had had an inkling of what he had wanted to do. He had been 14 years of age then. Later, when she had taken him in as her son, since his mother had been of her closest friends, he had come to discover that one of his Luna's gifts w
Anthony watched, still dumbfounded as Emma dragged her stool closer to him. What the hell! He screamed in his mind. What just happened? He thought to himself, staring curiously at Emma. 'I thought she is a human. She smells like one too.' What's the deal? He concluded finally that it was either Emma was something more than a human or the girl just had a good hearing. But still… He wondered; how could she have heard his muttering under his breath. It was just impossible! She wasn't a wolf. So, what was she? He pondered, agreeing with his thoughts that his Luna must have perceived the same thing, and that was why she had allowed the redhead into the main pack house. Perhaps Derek knew too. He would have to ask his little brother later this night."Hey!"He heard Emma call out to him, thereby breaking him off his thoughts. She needed his attention."Yeah…" He answered, b
Derek halted in his movement, when he saw his brother and his little witch sitting so close to each other. He tried to rein in the emotions of jealousy and anger trying to escape, but his wolf wasn't having any of it. What the hell had they been discussing that they sat this close? He thought that his cousin must have known his state at the moment, and what would be his state and the state of the kitchen in the next minute, because the next second, she had already taken the plates in his hand, walked up to the kitchen counter and had dropped it; before turning to face the couple who looked like thieves caught in a trap."So, this is where you guys are. We have been looking for you two." She said, before casting him a look that communicated that he should calm down.Earlier on, after he had been done eating, he had walked to her room, actually wanting to see his little witch, than talk to her; but when he had gotten there, she had told him th
Emma knew that her boyfriend was angry, sad and angry about her misconduct, not regarding her inability to control her appetite for his mother's tuna casserole, but for the inability to have told his brother away; she shouldn't have let the older guy hold her hands. She knew she needed to apologise. But that would be later. She thought, feeling a bit awkward and jittery under his gaze. "Back to earth, Emma!" Maya screamed, causing her to shift her attention from her boyfriend who was looking both sullen and angry at the same time, to the other duo in the room. She could see that even Anthony was looking at her weirdly, well they still had an unfinished discussion, and Maya, always the free-spirited one, was trying to lighten the tension in the room. "What are you thinking about foodie?" Maya asked her, as she handed over the plate of the last surviving portion of the tuna casserole to her with a wink. "The food of
Maya followed Emma's movements with her eyes while she sat on one of the stools in the kitchen, as she was already done with washing the dishes. Even as she sat, watching the redhead, also noting that her cousin was doing the same, she wondered on how they got here, on how and why the moon goddess has chosen the redheaded human for her cousin. Not that she doesn't like Emma; of course not. In short, the human was the most lively person she had been around for a while, even though it seemed that trouble always sought her out or the other way around. But it's just that, for the moment, with the upcoming pack war and the perilous times, she did not think that it was suitable for the soon to be alpha to be mated to a human. For the first time in her life, she thought that the moon goddess had done a wrong pairing.Casting a long glance at her cousin who sat on the other stool, she wondered what was going on his mind at the moment. She knew that he had been jealous w
A sharp crow cry pierced the dark grey skies, as the wolves battled each other venomously, and the man with sharp fangs beheaded some wolves, causing a redheaded girl to scream and shout for help, especially when the man with the sharp fangs noticed her presence. He zoomed past the fighting wolves, about to snap her neck with a speed of light, when a big black wolf came in between them, obstructing the creature's evil intent for the girl, but taking the fall there of; having its head snapped off from its neck. The girl screamed more loudly again, in agony this time, at the bloodied sight, the crows now much, shrieking too in deathly harmony as if mourning the death of a great hero; when Emma woke up.She was bathed in sweat; she noticed as she sat up gingerly on the bed, still trying to process the dream she had just had. It was the same with the one she had last seen when she had slept in Maya's room, in the governess house. The only difference was that the wol