THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Melvina was speechless. The far-out-ness of the question could not be over accentuated. A human mate for her son?

‘No, this must be a joke; not when the pack is about go for a war in less than a month time’. She thought.

Seeing his mother’s wordless state, Derek was perturbed. Although he had expected the reaction he was seeing now, he wasn’t prepared for it. She had been silent for almost five minutes, still staring at him like he had grown horns.

He fidgeted under her gaze, and this caused him to wonder what will happen if his father heard about it. It gave him the chills thinking of his reaction.

Putting his hands into the denim black jeans that wrapped over his legs like a second skin, he looked up from the ground where his eyes had fell to when he couldn’t withstand the unblinking gaze of his mother. His mother was still staring at him. He stared back, as if to will her to speak already.

“Derek..” She called, running slender fingers on her forehead as though to ease the crooked lines which had appeared on it.

“Yes Mom.” He replied, resting on the big tree which overlooked the garden and created a shade for them, shielding them from any prying eyes.

“What did you say?” She asked, still finding it hard to believe that her gifted son could be mated to a human. What help could a human luna possibly render to the pack during this hard times? Or was he just curious?? She hoped fervently that he was just asking questions. If not, his father will throw a lot of fits; the pack wouldn’t be happy either.

“Mom, I know you heard me the first time.” Derek replied tiredly, sitting down now at the base of the tree. He was tired and very hungry; he hadn’t eaten since morning. He would have eaten at Emma’s place, but the little witch had shut them out after she found their laughters insulting. He had lost the appetite to eat the food she had brought for them then, annoyed at himself for making her angry.

“Yeah, I heard you the first time. But were you just asking out of curiosity or did it really happen?” Melvina queried, praying that the former was the case.

“Nothing really mom, just curious.” He replied finally. His mother’s reaction was giving him the jeeps.

“I told you that this was a bad idea.” He mind-said to his wolf.

“Perharps..” Maru said.

“Derek talk to me, I know something happened at the house you cleaned today.” Melvina said, interrupting her son’s convo with his wolf. Her hunch was never wrong. She knew something happened; she also knew that his earlier question didn’t just pop out of the blues. Something must have happened. She knew it; the feeling was there, deep in her guts.

Derek sighed. He would have to tell her the whole truth. It was better that way.

“The house we cleaned today was owned by a teenage human girl..” He stated, looking at his mother; his eyes brimming with conflicting emotions.

“Maru thinks she is my mate. Her name is Emma.” He continued, taking note of his mother’s eyes shutting willfully at the mention of Emma; like she was expecting it. He knew that she remembered his little witch now.

“Okay.” She said, sitting down close to him; and staring ahead.

He knew that she was thinking. She always stared ahead, like she could see the thin air whenever she was in deep thoughts.

“So, what do you think?” She asked finally.

“I don’t know, but I know that I feel very protective of her, and that I got angry when I saw her laughing with Clem..” He said, pausing for a while to see her reaction. When he got nothing, he continued.

“But I want to wait till I turn 18 in a month time; perhaps it was just an attraction.” He concluded.

Melvina shook her head. “You don’t have to wait till then. It’s all clear. She’s your mate.” She muttered, turning now to face her son.

“Then I have to reject her..” Derek said to her, his voice laced with sadness. His pack needed a strong luna now, not a weak one; a human was worse.

” You don’t have to reject her if you don’t want to.” Melvina said, caressing his hair. She could now understand why her son was looking grim during the pack meeting. He had to choose between the pack and his soulmate. She hoped he chose the latter; even as she was, she couldn’t imagine losing or not staying with Peter.

“But Mom..” Derek tried saying.

“Don’t worry about the pack. We will figure something out.” She replied.

“What about Dad?” He asked. His father was actually his main fear. Aforetime he had always wanted Claire for him.

“Unless your chosen mate is better and stronger..” He would say. Now, He would see this as a perfect excuse to choose Claire for him.

Derek knew that there was no way his father would agree to him having a human mate.

“Don’t worry about that too. I will talk to him.” Melvina replied, although she knew that it was almost an impossible task. Peter was too hot-headed. But she had to try, for her son. She thought, resting his head on her shoulders; still caressing his long hair. Her little boy had grown.

“Thanks Mom.” He said, hoping that her plan would work. If not, he had to reject Emma.

“But Mom..” He continued. “What do you think of her?”

“Emma?”

“Yes, Emma.” Derek replied, feeling at peace as he inhaled the flowery fragrance of his mother. Her scent had always been his sleeping plug when he was still a child. Whenever he had sleepless nights, he would run up to their room, knocking till she came out and tucked him to bed. His father hadn’t found this funny then. He had always complained that he was trying to steal his mate from him.

“I love her. She’s a breath of fresh air.” Melvina said, in reply to her son’s question. Thinking of the human girl now brought a smile to her face. She remembered that she had match-maked her son and the fiery girl earlier today. Was her wish that strong or was it fates? She thought. Whichever one it is, she knew she would be seeing her red head very soon.

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“But she reminds me of someone.” She continued, a tinge of worry and uncertainty in her voice.

“Who?” He asked, as he raised his head off her shoulder, to look at her squarely. He had heard the tinge of sorrow and worry in her voice; and it didn’t do good to his curiousity.

“She reminds me of..”

A sharp long rumble, interrupted Melvina’s speech.

“Seems someone is hungry.” She said, laughing at the skittish look on her son’s face. The rumble had erupted from his stomach.

“Emma didn’t give you the food?” She asked, remembering that she had given Emma some side dishes to take home to the guys.

“She did.. but..”

“There you are..” A deep voice sounded at the distance, interrupting their discussion.