THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

“Show off…” Yodah mused, as he watched Anthony march graciously away from them. He could swear that the guy had intentionally added some more style to his gait, if not why was his behind shaking that way? But he had to admit that the wolf was bigger than the ones his uncles shifted to whenever they wanted to run with other wolves at night.

Talking about his uncles, he wondered if they had awoken.

“You are just jealous that his wolf is more beautiful than the ones you have seen, more beautiful than yours.” Freya stated, amused at the note of jealousy dripping from her friend’s voice.

She had been shocked out of her wits when the handsome guy had suddenly shifted to a large wolf before she could blink her eye. Were they that fast? She thought, remembering the incidence when he had suddenly appeared behind them. He was cool.

“Stop admiring him. I could do all that and more.” Aiden fussed, unhappy that another male had managed to squeeze out an ounce of attraction and attention from his lifemate.

“Not you too.” Freya murmured, shaking her head and smiling at the possessiveness that dominated her mind, or rather Aiden’s mind.

“We have more things to worry about.” She said, remembering Emma.

“Where do you thinnk she is? Do you think that my mother has taken her?” She asked Aiden, although she spoke it out loudly for Yodah to hear.

“I am not sure. We will just have to wait on you to ask her. I can try compelling her then.” Aiden answered. “But whatever you decide to do, you have to be fast. The werewolves take mates like we do. They are very possessive. If his brother tells him about it sooner than later, then know that the fight will be brought to your community this time around.”

That was right. Freya agreed.

Telling Anthony had only served the goal of making the pack enlightened and ready for the fight that will be happening soon; it didn’t stop it. If she didn’t get a reply from her mother soon, the community will be on the receiving side of the surprise attack. Although she would want them to taste of their own dish of surprise attack, they were still family, and she didn’t want anything to happen to them.

“Are you coming with me to the party?” She asked Aiden.

“Of course. I won’t miss it for anything as long as you are present.” He replied.

“Let’s go then.” She mentioned to Yodah whose eyebrows were furrowed, and his face scrunched like he had perceived the awful scent of dung.

“What is the matter?” She asked, tapping him by the shoulders.

“My uncles are awake.” He replied, worry evident in his voice.

What next? Freya thought, understanding the cause of alarm, but not voicing it out.

She was beginning to feel a bit guilty, after all she had been the one that had convinvced him to follow her to England at first.

“Don’t fret much about Dobah and Kane, little one. I would talk with them if they make an apperarance.” Aiden ethused, aiming to comfort his lifemate, even though he was a bit troubled by the thought of meeting and discussing with the famous hunters; most deadly hunters of their kind. He still remembered when Dobah had accosted Julius and he when they had been eavesdropping on their conversation with their prince and their healer some centuries ago. The hunter’s eyes were like death itself. Thanks to the gods for Kendall, their healer, who had managed to intercept and prevent the hunter from doing whatever he had planned to do to he and his twin. When asked by others, he usually mentioned the twin hunters as his friends, but in reality he was a little bit scared of them. The only thing that had established a camaradie between them was because he had worked his ass off to be a good hunter, looking up to them, and he had saved Kane’s lifemate at one time, before they had left the clan.

“Hmm…”Freya sighed. “I hope it works.” She said, knowing how agressive the uncles could be. It was true that they doted on her for some reason unknown to her since Yodah had introduced her to them, but they still didn’t tolerate actions that went against their rules. They didn’t tolerate it all.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

And that’s why she was still troubled, even after Aiden’s attempt at consolation.

“He said, he will talk with them for us??” Yodah asked, his eyes hopeful, having intuitively caught on the snippets of the conversation between Aiden and Freya.

“Yeah. So, don’t worry much. It will be fine.” Freya mentioned with a faux bravado, whisking around the next second when she felt an unbalance in the atmosphere. A presence was here.

“What is that?” Yodah asked, taking note of her searching eyes which were moving tro and fro the forest region within her eyesight, whilst taking a look around of his own too.

“Something or someone has been here, still here even.” She replied, taking her lips in.

“Come out, whatever or whoever is out here. I can detect your presence.” She shouted, tossing her arms wide.

Yodah kept mute, taking the stance of a hunter, his eyes searching and taking note of every distinctive thing in the green region, even though he hadn’t hunted before. His uncles, though, had trained him incase he encounted a vampire, and they might not be around to save the day.

Suddenly, a little girl materialised just in front of them.

“Hi…” She said. Her voice tiny and innocent.

Freya surprised, squatted down to her height, all the while, wondering what a little girl was doing in the forest alone, and how she could cloat and hide her presence that way.

“Freya, get away from that creature. That’s not its true form.” Aiden and Yodah shouted at the same time.

But it was a minute too late, for the girl had already grabbed Freya by the arm, and in the next second, disappeared with her, leaving an echoing voice behind.

“Her mother wants her home.”