THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Claire didn’t know how long she had stayed in the room, glowing in anger. But she knew it was long enough, for her twin to get a bit worried. He would be coming for her soon.

Wrapping her hand around her torso, she leaned on the wall of the room, deep in thoughts.

She could hear her wolf whining and protesting against her desperation. Zali wasn’t happy with her. But then, it has always been unhappy with her since she started taking lessons from her mother. She could still remember the first time her mother had slapped her, before reminding her of her purpose in life.

She had brought her male friend home then. She had been in grade 1.

“Who is he?” Her mother had asked, when the boy had left, after he had helped her finish her homework.

“He is my best friend in class. He is the son of…” She had been saying, when her mother had cut off the rest of her statement with a slap.

“You don’t get to have male friends now.” Her mother had said, dragging her by the ear, negligent to her tears, to her room. Her twin hadn’t been around then; he had gone out somewhere with their father.

“Mother… I’m sorry. I’m sorry” She had let saying, not knowing what she had been sorry for. For the life of her then, she hadn’t known.

“I don’t want to see you near any boy, other than Derek, the Alpha’s son.” Her mother had said, before pushing her roughly to the floor.

“Did you hear what I said?” The older woman had added with a shout, and her little self had just nodded, not finding it necessary then to let her mother know that she hadn’t an iota of why she should be close to the Alpha’s son. Her brother was close enough.

“Don’t you want to be a queen? Don’t you want to rule over this mighty pack? Don’t you want to command authority and power? Don’t you want to be worshipped?” Her mother had asked, and she had just nodded, out of fear of being slapped again. She hadn’t no inkling then of what her mother had been talking about then, hadn’t been concerned about. She had just wanted to play with her toys, and sleep. But her mother, well her mother had conceived a different idea altogether.

“Now, go off and play with Derek.” Her mother had said, not caring that she hadn’t eaten or bathed.

“You can eat and bath over at his place. His mother is so caring.” She had added, with contempt in her voice. And that was when Claire had known that her mother had nursed a grudge against the Alpha’s family. She hadn’t been able to decode why, her mother never said or explained why she hated Melvina so much.

But in the following years, she too, had come to develop a certain deep hatred for the family, and a mighty obsession for the throne and Derek; after years of continuous hammering from her mother to do this and do that. She couldn’t escape it now if she wanted to, she was too knee deep, she wanted the power that came with the throne and every other thing associated with it. She wanted Derek, and she must have him. No matter what. Maya wouldn’t be able to stop it either.

Maya had been somewhat like a role model when she was growing up. She followed her wherever older girl went, under the pretense of spending more time with her twin. She copied her speech patterns and dressings. She liked her in a funny way.

But of course, all that had changed when her mother had started her coaching lessons, years back. She had hated Maya ever since then.

Hated her more now, for interrupting her almost deal with Derek.

She wondered how she would deal with her and the redhead.

She knew the redhead wouldn’t be a problem actually. Alpha Peter could solve all that with a snap. She would just have to wait for a week or so, to see how Derek would take her threat.

Sighing deeply, she found out that she couldn’t dampen the curiosity, or more like her wolf’s curiosity on who their mate was. Well she would reject him next week, when she turns 18.

“You can’t reject our mate. It’s deadly.” She heard her wolf, Zali, say and hissed.

” You can’t have Derek too. He is Emma’s.” Zali continued, not caring that it was provoking her human carrier.

“Stop talking.” Claire said, gritting her teeth in anger. She was tired of hearing about the redhead already. She felt like killing her off.

“You can’t kill her. Derek would kill you.” Zali said, bothered by her human’s lack of insight and strange naivety.

“Like I don’t know.” Claire muttered angrily. That was what had prevented her from killing the redhead. Derek!

Even before she had found out the truth, she had still noticed the too closeness of the duo. She hadn’t been happy with it, but she had thought it was a fling, not until tonight.

He had even teared up, and raved at her disappearance.

” That’s because they are mates.” Zali said, in reference to her thoughts.

“She wouldn’t stay, if she knew who he really is; who we really are.” Claire said contemptuously, an idea already brewing up in her head.

“She would, if she loved him.” Zali said.

” Love?… tsk.” Claire scoffed, finding the love talk unreasonable. What do humans know about love and commitment?

“Yeah. You will never know though, since you haven’t experienced love before.” Zali pinpointed out, slightly annoyed with her human version.

“Mother loves me.” Claire thought with a smile. ” Her plans are all for my good. That’s love.” She added.

Zali scoffed. ” That’s absolute usuage. She’s using you for a prime purpose.” It said with certainty.

” That’s not true. She loves me!” Claire shrieked, leaving the wall and standing straight.

“Whatever.. but you still aren’t going to have Derek.” Her wolf muttered finally, closing off.

” I will, and I shall!!” She shouted furiously, throwing her hands dramatically up and down, and gasping in suprise when the table which laid at the centre of the room rose up in the air and hit the wall adjacent to her.

“What the hell?” She muttered, her anger forgotten, as she stared at the sight.

“What just happened?” She asked rhetorically, stepping towards the table, while casting glances around the room.

She halted suddenly, when she felt her hands shaking abruptly.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She lifted them up, and stared at them, her eyes wide with apprehension, before intuitively pointing them towards the table, wishing for the table to rise.

And it did.

Her mouth gaped in suprise and amazement, as she held the table still in the air.

“Claire!” She heard Clem call, and her concentration broke, causing the table to fall to the ground, shattering to pieces.

“Oh God.. what happened here? Are you okay?” Clem asked, finally stepping into the room.

” Yes, I am.” She replied with a smile.

She felt more than okay.