THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Eva was dreaming again.

She was lost in the forest again, just like the first one.

‘Hello.’ She kept saying, as she trudged through the forest which was besotted by a spooky and creepy silence.

She looked around her, hoping for a sigh of her brother or her family, but there was no one in her line of sight.

She kept on walking, until she stumbled into an open area, with a bare ground. There were no grasses in that strange circular area, which was quite unnatural for a forest region.

‘Hello…’ She said again, wondering where everyone was.

She stopped walking as she heard a fast movement behind the trees surrounding the open area.

Terrified, she looked around her, her heart beating faster, as she had an inkling of what would happen next. She had had this dream for five consecutive times.

She knew when the beast came to stand behind her. She bit her lips, as she felt it touch her on the shoulder.

“Look at me Eva.” It said, as usual, in her brother’s voice.

But this time, she refused to turn, not wanting to see a monster who had taken the form of her brother, only that its eyes where a burning red like dancing hot flames.

“Eva, look at me now! Or I might just snap your neck!” It said, and fearfully she turned, gasping as tears fell off from her eyes as she watched her brother stretched out his hand and held her by the neck, pulling her up immediately.

She was choking.

She felt herself yearning for air as she looked into the evil eyes of the monster.

She flared her arms, but this time, she felt herself really yearning for air, not dream-like, but in reality.

How was that possible? Had the monster appeared in her room through her dreams?

If that was so, what of Derek?

Her eyes flew open instantly, widening in disbelief as she watched her only brother try to strangle her.

“Derek…” She tried to saying, as tears slipped off her eyes.

She watched as the mention of his name from her lips brought an ounce of recognition in his eyes.

Immediately, he let her go, moving away from the bed.

“Run Eva.” He shouted, holding his head, while falling to the ground.

Her brother was possessed by the monster from her dreams. It was her fault. She thought, unable to stop the tears flowing from her eyes. She had led a monster to her brother.

She had to call in her mother.

Getting up speedily from the bed, dropping to the floor and rushing in the direction of the door, she threw a hasty glance at the spot where her brother had been some minutes ago, but he was not there.

She halted in her movement, even as she gulped in her saliva, having a bad foreboding already of where he would be.

“Hello Eva…You know you can’t escape from me.”

She heard and shivered, the tears running unrestricted now.

“Look at me, Eva.”

She thought that it was exactly as her dream was, only that they weren’t in the forest.

“Derek, it is me.” She said, as she turned and faced him.

“Foolish girl. Your stupid brother is no longer here.” He said, and she shook her head negatively.

Her brother couldn’t be gone like that.

She gasped, as he held her by the neck, and lifted her up.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Derek…” She croaked out, trying out one last time to get to her big brother who she was sure was still in there.

“It’s me, your little hun.” She mumbled, biting her lips, unable to stop the flow of running tears, which left a salty taste on her lips, even as she tried to touch his cheek.

“Derek…” She muttered, feeling weak, panting the next second as he dropped her on the floor ungracefully.

“I told you to run, Eva.” He said, more like groaned. His voice sounded already sounded like a beast.

She needed to get help.

Speedily she dashed around him, seeing as he had staggered away from the door whilst battling with the demon inside him. She doubted she would make it if she fell into his possessed self again.

**

“You wouldn’t get him.” The woman in invisible chains stated in a weak voice. She was obviously drained of energy.

“Oh, but I already did. I had compelled him to touch the orb of Iladarg. Now, his wolf wouldn’t reach its full capacity tomorrow, rather it would be dead.” A woman dressed in a big brown cloak stated.

“She will come for him.” The captive croaked out.

“Their bond is stronger than that. She will resurrect his wolf.”

“You are too over confident for your own good. That can’t be possible, but even if that was, I have some plans for her.” The cloaked woman commented with a sly smile as she picked on her nails.

“Just wait and see. Your time is running out. It seems you have outlived your usefulness.” She added, and when she saw that her statements weren’t getting the attention that she desired, she walked closer to the woman in bondage, and whispered into her ears:

“And your daughter would be working with me soonest.”

“That’s not possible. She wouldn’t do that. She would see you as the evil you are.” The chained woman gritted out, obviously annoyed with the former’s deductions.

The cloaked woman noting this response laughed widely, pleased that she had managed to elicit a response from her old friend.

“Well, she wouldn’t. You more than anyone, should know how my acting skills are.” She pointed out, stepping away from the pained woman in chains.

“Don’t worry, I will bring you news of our victory tomorrow.” She said with a smirk, turning around to leave the dark room, but scowling and releasing a bout of fire backward to the captive the next second when she heard the last mumbled words of her captive.

“You will always lose Arya. You were born a loser.”