THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

“Hello Damon…” Emma greeted sarcastically, hands akimbo, aware but not bothered of the bewildered glances they were receiving from the occupants of the room.

She knew what was going on in their mind already. They were confused on how she had come to meet and know of the two brothers. She could hear Prescott in her mind; he wanted to know how she had met the stronger twin. She could also feel Daniel’s heated gaze on her.

For a second, she had contemplated sticking around for some minutes and fawning over Damon, to irk the life out of Daniel, but abandoned the idea, when she remembered that Derek was in danger.

“You guys know each other already?” Zipfarah asked, darting her eyes from Emma to Damon.

She had been surprised too.

Had he met her during the mission?

She hoped that nothing had transpired between them romantically. She wasn’t ready to have another family war on her hands. She wasn’t ready at all for history to be repeated for she had already known that Daniel liked the redhead.

“Yeah. We met in school.” Damon replied, still shocked that the funny girl which had tickled his fancy was standing right there in his community, discussing with his Queen. Who was she?

“Yeah… school.” He heard Emma utter sardonically, and sighed tiredly. He had a feeling that she wouldn’t be taking his apology anytime soon. But it wasn’t his fault, was it? She didn’t expect him to tell her all about his origin on their first and only time of meeting, did she?

Does she even know that her boyfriend was a werewolf?

His plight was small, at least, compared to that of her boyfriend’s.

“I already know about that.” Emma stated, and he balked, meeting her eyes which were fixated on him.

“How did you…?” He stuttered, not comprehending what had just happened. He took his eyes to the other occupants of the room, including his grandmother. They were not in the least surprised. It dawned on him then that he was out of the loop on an important matter.

“She can read minds. You should create a barrier.” He heard Prescott say to him telepathically, and nodded unconsciously, following his advice.

“Good, you know each other then.” Zipfarah stated, keeping her gaze on him.

“But…?” Damon inquired, knowing that he was missing out on something important.

What was the human doing here? How did she even get here? His home was not really open to anybody.

“Well, Emma happens to be the prophecy we have been waiting for.” Zipfarah dropped, without any preamble.

“How… that’s… but…” He stammered as he shifted his gaze to Emma who immediately refuted the statement.

“That’s not true. I think there has been a misunderstanding rather, Damon. You don’t believe that, do you?” Emma asked, raising her eyebrows at him.

Damon stared at her speechlessly, his eyes trailing over her petite figure.NôvelDrama.Org content.

This was the prophecy? Why? Why her?

She was just a human. How would she do it? He thought, snapping out of it when Prescott cautioned him to stop staring at Emma that persistently..

“Your brother is watching.” The squirrel had added, after shouting at him.

His brother? He turned then, noticing his twin whom he hadn’t greeted since he had come into the room.

The latter was glaring at him.

What the hell! He screamed in his mind, realizing then that Emma must be the girl that his twin had told him that he had fallen in love with, during his mission.

Then, he had termed him as weak, but having been with the human just once, he could understand the reason why she was likeable. After all, he fancied her. But of course, he wasn’t going to date her.

And what about the werewolf? Did her brother know about that?

“He knows.” Prescott answered him telepathically, and he soughed. Trouble in paradise. He thought, guessing Emma’s reaction when she had seen his twin first in the community. She must have been mad with anger. Perhaps, still is.

“That said… she wants to go back. To attend her boyfriend’s birthday, she said…” Zipfara uttered, a short smile on her lips as she watched him shake his head while furrowing his eyebrows.

“That can’t happen. We can’t let her go if she is the one.” Damon replied, ready to reason with the Queen when he felt a hard knock on his head. He already knew who it had come from.

He heard his brother grunt, and sighed.

He hoped the latter wasn’t getting funny ideas already.

It was just a knock on the head. There was nothing affectionate about that.

“She wasn’t asking you. She was stating a point. If I were you, I would listen to her.” Emma said with a smirk, crossing her hand over her shoulder, before turning her head; throwing a wink at Daniel who looked away, and tightened his fists.

(Oh, so she did it… lol)

“She’s right Damon. You can’t stop her. We couldn’t.” Zipfarah stated, even as she instructed the squirrel telepathically to show Damon what had transpired in the room before he had come in.

“I will go with her then.” He said, remnants of surprise and awe in his voice after watching the show which the squirrel had managed to convey to him telepathically.

“No, you won’t.” Zipfarah said, strategically stopping Daniel’s outburst. She had sensed that the latter was about to blow up, especially as the redhead’s hand was still slung across Damon’s shoulder.

“But… Lily can’t go either. I won’t let that.” Damon mentioned in a steel voice, grunting as Emma jabbed him on the ribs, which inadvertently caused Lily to laugh. The two girls winked at each other, and Leila felt so abandoned, that she got annoyed at Emma again.

“I’m not changing my mind still.” He uttered, his hand placed around his ribs incased Emma wanted to hit him there again.

” I will go with her then.” Daniel said, stepping forward, tired of watching his ex getting cozy with his twin brother.

” No no no.” Prescott and Lily said at the same time, laughing.

” That will be dangerous.” Damon said, pitying him a little. He didn’t think that his brother would be strong enough to play strong if he saw the redhead kissing and joking around with the werewolf.

“But…” Daniel was saying, but Zipfara raised up her hand, feeling tired all of a sudden.

Something that had been reoccurring recently.

She hoped that she hadn’t been poisoned.

“That’s okay everyone.” She said, looking at her grandchildren, and then her council which were still present watching animatedly the events that had been transpiring before them, and of course taking mental notes.

“Lily, you will listen to your brother. Prescott, get ready then. I believe you’re enough for Emma. The meeting is dismissed.” She mentioned, before getting up from her seat, ignoring the sullen look on Lily’s face.

But before she could move two steps forward to her chambers, she slumped to the floor, causing an uproar in the room.