THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Melvina snatched the piece of paper gingerly from the door, removing the knife as well, her hands quaking with anger and fear at the same time. She didn’t know what to think of the matter.

Taking steps back, she fell dumply into the sofa from which she had stood up from when she had seen the stuck paper at the door first. Her body was slightly shaking. They had threatened her little daughter. Whomsoever had taken her friend, had eyes also for her five year old daughter, and then, her son’s mate.

Give them Emma, or lose Eva??

She can’t give up any of them. She thought, as my mind filled with thoughts about her cheerful little daughter and the lively but mysterious redhead.

Eva was her beloved daughter whom she had had when the doctors had said it was impossible. Her daughter was a miracle. She couldn’t lose her. No. She might lose her sanity if she did. The little girl was more purer than the spring water, and more innocent than a dove.

And the redhead?? No, she couldn’t either. She might lose her son if she gives up the redhead. She didn’t want that either. Besides the redhead had only gotten a special place in her heart; she couldn’t part with her too.

“What am I to do?” She murmured to herself, her quakings coming to an end slowly. She threw the knife on yhe tank just in front of her, but still held the paper in her hand.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Staring at the paper, and noticing the blood stains, she wondered where the blood had come from.

Bridget’s blood?

No, she didn’t think so. It didn’t smell that way.

Taking the paper closer to her nose, she perceived the scent of the red dried stain.

It had the smell of an animal, rabbit perhaps; or maybe an antelope.

But it didn’t eradicate or lessen the weight of the threat. It was a serious issue. Something had to be done to avert this impending doom.

“But what…?” She queried, worry, confusion and frustration all evident in her waned voice, as she reclined into the sofa, suddenly tired and worn out.

The sudden bursting open of the wooden short door caused her to spring up in a nano second and reach for the knife which she had kept on the table. She stood up, all agile, with a new found strength which stemmed from self protection, her legs at ease, her breath, a big ragged as she heaved in and out; all these in a nano second.

When she saw that it was her mate, Peter, she breathed out a long sigh before dropping tiredly in the sofa, relieved that it hadn’t been her friend’s abductor. She wasn’t really in a state to fight. She just wanted to think and plan out what to do next, especially since her son was miles away in another’s pack.

“Mel, what’s going on?” Alpha Peter asked as he rushed towards her, having noticed that his beautiful mate looked like she had aged more ten years.

“I don’t know.” She replied truthfully, because in a wide sense, she didn’t; as she stared at the other companion in the room which had come with her mate. He was the beta of the pack. She didn’t know whether his presence here was a welcomed idea. Since his own mate and his daughter had bullied the redhead, she had been really skeptical about the family as a whole.

“You don’t know??” Alpha Peter queried, thinking of her reply slightly incredulous. Here she was, looking all withdrawn and white faced, and she was telling him that she didn’t know. Was she trying to hide something from him?

“The paper in my hand…” He heard through their personal mind link.

Searching her face which looked a bit tired and scared at the same time, he wondered why she was communicating with him through their mind link. Didn’t she trust his beta?

Nevertheless, he obeyed her; letting the matter slide down for a latter discussion. He grasped her right hand gently, before opening it.

He saw the piece of plain white paper in there.

Taking back his eyes to hers, and noting the far away look in hers, he knew that this paper had been the source of her worry and fear. It troubled him no small deal. His mate was hardly perturbed by issues. So whatever had been written in this paper must have spelt out great consequences like the redhead’s dream.

Oh, the redhead’s dream. He thought. He hadn’t been able to think straight since the human had discussed her dreams with his mate and him. He had wondered later if his son had known about it; had been about to confirm this morning, but he had been out of the meeting with his council members late, and so had missed both the human and his son.

Now what could be this? He thought, letting his eyes trail away from his mate’s face to the piece of paper in her hand. She was still looking at him with tired eyes, as if thoroughly paralyzed and unable to move.

He took the piece of paper out of her hand, and carefully opened it, his mind open to whatever the paper might bring.

His breathing quickened and roughed away as he read off the writings on the paper.

Give us Emma or lose Eva?

What was that supposed to mean? He asked, as he sat down slowly on the floor, his hands leaving his mate’s laps. He had been squatting before her.

“Are you okay my Alpha?” He heard his beta ask as the latter had shuffled forward as he saw his Alpha sink his buttocks on the floor wearingly.

“Yes.” Alpha Peter replied, his voice now hoarse and coarse.

“Search the environs of this hut for something unusual.” He ordered, all the while not lifting up his face to look at the other man; rather he was squeezing the paper with his folded up fist, his veins popping out of his face, as he cussed and cursed within his mind, raving something worse than death on the creature or the being that had dared to threaten his lovely daughter.

Beta Castillo nodded his head stiffly before walking out of the room, his mind, of course, filled with questions on what his Alpha had seen in the paper which had caused him so much anger.

When he had left the room, and Melvina was sure that he was out of earshot. She sat up straight, and ran her fingers along her thick chest nut hair.

“Who do you think is responsible?” She asked, staring at her mate with glassy eyes. She could feel herself tearing up already.

“I don’t know.” Alpha Peter said, standing up the ground with a little difficulty, before sitting close to her, drawing her closer to him, letting her rest her head on his shoulders.

“I will investigate it…’ll send out the trackers now.” He said, already mind linking his beta with the new development.

“Don’t worry. I don’t need you fretting over nothing, Mel.” He stated, trailing his finger along the border of her hair to sooth her.

“It’s no small matter, Peter, and you know it. Our daughter was threatened. The human too.” She mentioned, her voice rising a bit.

“I know. But we can’t figure out a solution with an anxious mind. You know that better anyone else.” He responded, using her own language to make her see reason.

Melvina soughed. She knew her mate was right. She had to calm down, because she had to think. She needed to find her friend. She needed to know why her daughter was threatened. She needed to know why the human had so much a value, that she could be traded for an Alpha’s daughter. Not that she was belittling the human, no, not at all. But in this realm of theirs, humans were absent, not really considered since they didn’t even know of their existence.

“Where’s the human? Where’s Emma?” She heard him ask, and lifted up her head from his shoulders to look at him skeptically. She hoped he wasn’t thinking of doing what she was thinking he might do at the moment.

“Stop looking at me like that, and quit that thought immediately. I’m not sending her off like a sheep for slaughter. We need to figure out things first, before taking any drastic action.” He retorted, keeping her stare, in a bid to prove his innocence.

” Okay. But we are not sending her off.” She stated emphatically, before dropping her head on his shoulder once again, already feeling better than before.

“Of course. There are other things to check out. We don’t even know who did this, and who they are. They will make themselves known soon, at least to give us a clue on who they are. This is just one of their tatics to infiltrate fear into us.” He said.

” So quit worrying. Everything would be sorted out. Okay?” He highlighted.

“Okay.” She replied, smiling a bit as she felt his lips on her forehead.