THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

“What professor?” Freya and Yodah asked at the same time, looking at each other.

Aiden’s silence in her mind should have given her an idea of whomsoever the werewolf was talking about but she was more concerned about hearing it from the werewolf’s mouth.

“Professor Aiden Perkins. He is a history professor at the University nearby. He had brought Emma home at one time, causing a ruckus in the Pack. What do you both want? Why would you say we are in trouble? What are y’all planning?” The werewolf questioned, his eyes twitching between green and indigo. He was gearing up his wolf incase a fight broke out.

“Calm down.” Freya said, noticing the slight changes going on within the depths of the werewolf’s eyes. It was true that this was the first time she would be speaking with a werewolf, it was true that she was a bit nervous too, but she couldn’t risk getting into a fight now. She hadn’t fought for so long a time.

“I am calm.” The werewolf said.

“Tell me all you know.”

And so Freya started.

She talked about her college education first, and shallow snippets of her dreams, to establish a trust connection with with the werewolf. For some reason, she found him comfortable to be around with.

She told him about her mother, and what Aiden had read off her mind, she told him the reasons for the plans. She told him everything, apart from the visitors she had met at Aiden’s place. She didn’t think it was necessary.

“You are the professor’s lifemate?” The werewolf croaked out, ruffling his hair as he shifted his gaze from her to Yodah who stood still like her bodyguard. She would taunt him about it later on.

“Yes.” She replied.

“And you’re of a mixed breed. How come? I don’t think the evil… I’m sorry… your mother would have anything to do with a vampire. ” The werewolf stated, furrowing his eyebrows as he watched Yodah breathe in and out heavily.

“You have a problem?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“No.” Yodah replied, inhaling deeply as he heard Freya tell him to calm down, telepathically.

But why do they call them vampires? Those wicked soul-less beasts?

“I see.” The werewolf drawled, not taking his eyes off Yodah. He suspected that the latter was annoyed about something.

“How are you able to walk under the sun then?”

“The cave I just mentioned. The blue mineral can be used to provide rings like this…” Freya said, pointing to the ring on Yodah’s left middle finger. “… which protects us from the sunrays.”

“But you are not wearing it.” The werewolf mentioned, noticing her fingers were bare of any jewelry.

“I’m not fully their kind, at least not yet.” She replied with a shrug.

There was a brief silence.

The werewolf sank his thumb and index fingers into the corners of his eyes.

He was thinking, calculating.

“You are sure it is happening today?” He asked, dropping his hand, and looking at them. Sadness and anger loomed at the depths of his eyes.

“Yes. You can trust me.” Freya replied, touching her chest as if to communicate her sincerity the more.

Hmmm. The werewolf sighed.

“Why would you betray your mother though? What is in it for you?” He asked.

“Well, if you aren’t dumb. You will see that she is against the complete annihilation of a pack for some unrealistic mineral.” Yodah blew out, tired of considering the werewolf.

What the hell! Couldn’t he think? He was beginning to regret coming here already. They should have just left them to die.

Surprisenly, the werewolf smirked, then smiled.

“Finally, a reaction.” He muttered, and Freya couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped her lips.

“You should be on my side.” Yodah grumbled, eyeing Freya.

Here he was trying to defend her honor, and she was laughing at him. Would he ever understand women?

“Heyyy. I’m sorry. It was just funny seeing your reaction. Thanks for coming to my rescue, darling…” She drawled, pinching his cheeks.

“Aiden allows you to play around like this?” The werewolf asked, amused by the display in front of him.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Not really. That man is totally whipped when it comes to her.” Yodah whispered, as if conspiring with the werewolf.

Both snickered.

“Heyyyy…” Freya shouted, stomping her feet.

How did the switch just happened?

She was now at the receiving end.

She snorted, as Yodah winked at her.

Betrayer. She called him telepathically.

“I love you too.” He mentioned, wincing a bit as he heard Aiden’s grunts. Oh, he was in trouble.

Seeing Freya’s smirk solidified it. She had heard it too.

“Seems you two are communicating telepathically…” The werewolf stated.

Their silence confirmed his statement.

“Well, thanks a lot for your message. I will see what I can do about it. I have to leave now. I have errands to run. I hope I come back in time to join in the preparations against preventing a war. I have already communicated my findings with the Alpha.” The werewolf said, stretching his hand for a handshake.

Freya and Yodah obliged, shaking his hand respectively.

“You’re welcome. You can always count on us, if you need our help.” Freya said, shocking Aiden and Yodah.

“Woman, that’s a strong promise.” Aiden retorted, obviously annoyed by her sheer benevolence.

But Freya answered him not.

“Wow, thanks again then. Send my regards to the Professor.” The werewolf requested, about to turn away when Freya called him back.

“What’s so special about today?” She asked, when she had gotten his attention.

“Today is his birthday. The Alpha’s son. Today is his birthday and coronation. He is Emma’s boyfriend.” The werewolf replied, not knowing why he had added the last part.

“Emma’s boyfriend? Could you call her out here? I want to see her.” Freya said, drawing closer to the werewolf as she made her request. For some reason, she wanted to see the girl who looked so much like her, do badly.

“Well, I can’t. She is missing. We believe that your mother had taken her captive.” The werewolf replied.