Derek's eyes widened as his mother informed him that she had just been mind linked by his father. Various thoughts ran across his mind at the speed of light, the main thought centered on if his cousin had finally done it. He hoped not. He hoped that the quietness he still felt around the pack was genuine, and not as a result of an Alpha's mind link to his pack members to hush up.    At this type of moment, he ernestly wished his little sister had grown up. If she had, she would have been able to give him a run down of what could be happening in the main pack house at the moment. But no, little Eva was still five, and couldn't communicate through the pack link yet. She had to be at least 15; although he already could be communicated to, through the pack link when he was 9years.    He had been bristled in shock, when he had h

Melvina sighed tiredly as she closed the door to the Pack's conference room. She looked ahead to see her son and Maya standing by the wall. She knew they were waiting for her. So she increased her pace, as she walked up to them. "Let's talk in the kitchen." She said, when she got to them. "We can talk, as I prepare dinner. It's already late." She added, as she walked ahead of them, towards the direction of the kitchen, not waiting for their reply or opinion. As she neared the kitchen, she hoped that her little daughter, Eva, would be intelligent enough to locate the pastries she had kept for her in the bowl close to the sink, to eat if she got hungry. When she got to the kitchen, she smiled as she noticed that that the bowl was absent. Her daughter was one of a kind. She may or may

Emma was applying cucumber juice on her face and neck when her phone beeped to alert her that a message had just popped in.Keeping the lotion by the bedstand, she picked up her phone, wondering on who could be texting her by 9 in the night.Her mind settled for a second on her sister, Amelia; perhaps a text to ask her how she was coping at the other side of the world.Then it shifted to Clem, the guy who she thought was already hooked up on her, then to Derek. Out of the three, her heart yearned for a text from a Derek, although her head-sense thought otherwise. Her head wished the text to be from her sister, they so had a lot to talk about; from her meeting with a governess to her snagging a new boyfriend.

A call woke Emma up.She soughed, as she stretched herself lazily on the cozy queen sized bed, wondering on who could be calling her already this early morning.  Blinking her eyes rapidly as she laid on her bed, her thoughts going tro and fro, she stretched her right hand towards the cupboard nearest to her bed in a bid to get her alarm clock. She didn't think the time had passed 6:30am, the time to which the alarm clock had been set to, since forever; everywhere was still eerily silent, and her closest neighbor, whose name she didn't know yet, hasn't started chopping woods. He was usually up before her 6:30am waking up time. She had seen him only once, on Tuesday, while she had been waiting for Derek to pick her up for school. That was how she had known that the chopper of woods was a huge man who didn't reply greetings. She knew because she

June?June, her closest friend with shaggy brown hair.June, the shy girl who wore glasses.June,with the nerdy look.June, that dresses in clothes that resembled a mechanic's overall, even though sometimes she had tried to stop it, but to no avail.June, who had advised to keep her virginity for her husband.June, who had said that she didn't like boys; wouldn't date till she was 18, next year.June, who ate Amelia's cupcakes and pies most. That June?? Emma thought, as a numb feeling overwhelmed her. No, perhaps it was some other June, not hers; not her closest friend. She wo