THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Ava was all dressed up. She was sitting on one of the two armless chairs in her room, the squirrel on her lap, waiting for Emma. She had been waiting for thirty minutes. But she wasn’t really concerned about that. She was more concerned about the fact that the redhead in her dressing room was back, and so Derek would be free from the beast, at least that had been what her father had mentioned. Her father was Jack, the pack’s doctor.

On the night that her father had suddenly left the house, she had been awake, unable to keep down Sydney Sheldon’s ‘the stars shine down’; a book she had borrowed from one of the humans in their class. Of course she had known that it had been work that must have taken him out by that time, but it hadn’t stopped her from worrying. She hadn’t been able to remember the last time her father had left the house by that early wee hours of the morning to work, except in rare cases where a woman of her pack was having difficulty giving birth.

So, when he had returned, she had besotted him with questions , not even letting him drop his medicine bag first and eat something. And as usual, he had filled her in on the details, since she would after all, be the next person to take over from him. Already she was showing signs of being a healer, even though she was not up to eighteen years yet. She will be in a week’s time though. She couldn’t wait to see her wolf.

He had told her about the condition of Derek, shocking her. At a time, she had thought that the vampire had been the new threat to the pack, but it seemed to be the witches, those league of witches spearheaded by Leonarya.

Since then, she had been restless, counting hours when Emma would be back, for she suspected that the redheaded human was the latter’s mate, shocking but she was sure of it. Actually, she would be surprised if she was not.

Fortunately, she had come back. But from where?

Since she had brought her to her room, for the second time since they had met, (the first was that night when she had been too drunk to know the person beside her); they hadn’t spoken about where she had been. She had just pushed her into the bathroom, with her clothes and make up kit, since her bathroom was big enough, and contained a tiny dressing room by the side. And since then, she had been waiting.

“Does she take this long to dress?” she muttered to the squirrel, rubbing her hand over his head.

Prescott nodded, knowing that the wolf girl wouldn’t be able to hear him speak. He had tried the first and second time, but she had thought that he was hungry and thirsty respectively, and had made him drink water and eat cheese.

“Awwn…you are so cute. You must be very observant, noting that.” Ava enthused, smiling widely, tapping him on the head.

Prescott almost rolled his eyes but for the fact that the girl might find it unusual.

Rather he communicated with Emma telepathically to hurry up with her dressing.

“Be patient. I’m almost done.” Emma responded, and he snorted, seizing his breath the next second as Ava picked him up from her lap, bringing him up to her eye level; she was scrutinizing him with her eyes, checking for defaults.

“What is the problem, cutie? Did something get stuck on your throat?” she asked, her eyes scanning the entirety of his small body.

Prescott held in a sigh, as he heard Emma laughing in his head. Of course, she could hear what Ava was saying. He was tired of acting as a dumb pet already. This was not him. Next, the girl would be tying a ribbon on his head.

Psst. he couldn’t wait to be done with the mission.

“Don’t give up yet. I’m wearing you a bow though…” he heard Emma say, and swore.

“You wouldn’t dare…” He stated, controlling his irritation as Ava patted his bushy tail and dropped him back on her laps. Not that he was irritated by her touch, no, far from it. It was just that Emma had found a way to trouble him the more. He was beginning to regret making the promise to the queen. He would have loved to pay her back in her own coin. And the fact that he knew that she had meant what she had said a few minutes ago, and that he would have no choice but to accept whatever she did to him, annoyed him the more, it grated on his nerves. Damn the promise! He thought.

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Ava turned as she heard her mother beckon to her.

“Can I speak with you for a second?” her mother asked, and she nodded, standing up from the chair, and walking towards the former, carrying the squirrel with her.

They both left her room to the sitting room.

Her father was sitting on the largest sofa, all dressed up for the party.

She wondered what was going on.

“Mom, Dad, what is the problem?” she asked, deciding to stand up. She didn’t want any crease on the dress she was wearing.

“Have you heard from your grandfather?” her father asked, and she shook her head, remembering another issue that had played a huge role in her restlessness these days.

“I haven’t heard from him, ever since he left.” she replied, darting her eyes between her parents.

Has anything happened to him? She didn’t think she would survive it if she lost him now. He wouldn’t leave her without a goodbye, or would he?

“Don’t worry. I believe he is okay. We were just wondering if you had heard from him, since he is taking a longer time to be back from the journey.” her mother stated, having seen the cloud of worry and sadness that had overtaken her face.

“Oh, okay.” she muttered, relief ridding her face of worry.

“So, who is she? Your friend. She is a human. What have you got with her? Your mother had reported that you had been so happy to see her. If I can remember clearly, you don’t really have any close friends, and I haven’t seen you hug anyone among your peers. Not that I am not happy with the development, it’s just that i am curious to know this girl that had snagged your attention.” Her father, Jack, mentioned.

“Oh…well…” Ava started, not knowing if it was okay to let in her parents on this. They could keep it a secret right?

“She is Derek’s girlfriend. I believe that she is his mate.” She replied, sighing as she saw the look of shock on her parents face.

Now, they would besott her with questions. Only Emma could save her now, or else they would be too late for the party.