LOGINShare
LIFEMATE
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:56
Nessa TyHeheheheh...there is fire on the mountain ...lol.. So, if Aiden is not a vampire, what is he? (we will be referring to him now as Aiden.) I know you have a lot to comment on this chapter. Do so. I will love to know your thoughts. You can leave a review too. And remember to vote with your gemstones!
Related chapters
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION THOUGHTS-FULL NIGHT
Emma sat cross-legged on her bed; her right hand placed underneath her chin as she let her thoughts consume her. She had been waiting for Maya and Derek, so that they could work the assignment and read for the quiz tomorrow, but all her waiting had been in vain. She had even updated her notes from the texts Ava sent to her on skype, but still the two Triggers were no where to be found in her room. The meeting must be taking so long. She thought, knowing that she would be one of their topics in the conference room; the strange girl that seemed to attract a lot of attention from weird gifted people.When Professor Perkins had left them in the general entrance, and had gone to wherever he had mentioned he had to be, the other three had turned to her, their eye brows piqued up, an act that said clearly; 'like seriously?'"Like it is my fault…" She muttered, bringing her history notebook to read, and the prescribed text.Her heart had just gone out to the professor because she had thought
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION A BIG BIRD
In the large oak tree across the yard from her window, a bird flapped its wings, drawing her attention. She had just gotten off from the phone with the Freda girl whom she had told to inform her sister about her call; and had decided to take a look out outside her window. The bird had a round facial disk with a very pronounced ruff. It wasn't an owl but it was large. Very large. The unusual bird could easily weigh at least twenty pounds. She stared at it, and it stared right back. She could see its eyes, round and shiny black. She had never seen a one like this. If she didn't know better, she would think it was a harpy eagle. Emma leaned all the way out of the window sill, concentrating on the bird. She watched it closely as she tuned her mind to the path of the raptor. The beak was wicked looking, curved and sharp, the talons enormous where they curled around the thick branch of the tree. It had a keen intelligence shining in its eyes. Emma's breath caught in her throat, her heart
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION SEXUAL COMPULSION
It had black eyes! Round, shiny, very intelligent black eyes. Emma stared at it for fully two minutes. That wasn't normal, she was certain. Very slowly, so she wouldn't startle the creature, she backed across the room to her bookshelf. Still looking at the bird, she slid her fingers over the animal books which she had gotten acquainted with yesterday, until she found the one she wanted. It slipped off the shelf into her waiting hand, the pages already turning to the very entry her mind was seeking. Strangely, the bird was observing her just as intently, an intelligence in its gaze as it watched the pages of the book open without her hand. She brought the book in front of her and glanced down to look at the photograph of the harpy eagle. The eyes were round and shining with intelligence, but they were not black. The eyes in the picture were a bright amber with a black pupil. She let out her breath slowly. Something was wrong with her bird. You aren't blind, though, are you? She sent
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION SEXUAL COMPULSION II
His hand curled around the nape of her neck. Possessively. As if he had the right to her. Her body went pliant, soft in reaction. In her entire life, she had never responded so sexually to anyone. She ached for him until it seemed to be a craving she couldn't control. Emma sat there helplessly, trapped in the depths of his black eyes. She was falling forward, his captive, forever his prisoner. In that moment she was willing to be his prisoner. His dark head bent very slowly, relentlessly to hers. She could see the impossible length of his lashes, his sinfully sexy lips, the bluish shadow on his jaw. Her body was heavy and aching and demanding things she knew very little about. He was so out of her league. A man like her professor would consume her, use her up, make her his so completely there could never be another. She should have screamed for Derek.Instead she closed her eyes and allowed his mouth to take possession of hers. Beneath her the bed lurched and rocked as if the ground
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION FEELING FRUSTRATED
Emma opened her eyes finally after much struggle, and sat up quickly on her bed."What the hell…" She whispered vehemently, rubbing her eyes intermittently with her hand."What the hell had just happened?" She repeated, as she tried to make sense of what she was feeling. Her thoughts were all the more jumbled, that she was trying so much to make sense out of them.She held her bent over head in her palms, trying to remember, trying to know if whatever had happened had been a dream or reality. For God's sake, she was dripping wet and fucking horny! This had never happened before, not even after she fantasizes about Derek so much. She felt invaded. She ran her hands from her neck, down to the curves of her breast slowly, and then cupped one of the softness. She had been touched. She knew it. Someone had touched her, against her will. Someone had compelled her to react to his touch. Someone had invaded her senses without her permission. And she didn't know who. Her mind was flurry. Whoe
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION NIGHT VISITOR
Emma didn't know long she had spent underneath the water in the tub, holding her breath, allowing herself to sift through her mind and thoughts, allowing herself not to feel the weight of her body. For that moment, she didn't want to feel, didn't feel like feeling, wanted to be out of the confines of the cruel world even if it was just for a second, wanting to be unable to remember how her body was invaded by a sick coward. Emma!!! A sharp call caused her to break away from that delusion, and arise from her fallen state out of the water in a jiffy. Looking around her shakily, as the cold had already begun to seep into her slowly, she spotted Margo by the door. She felt happy, then relieved. At least someone that would answer her questions. Someone that would understand. Someone she could be herself with. "What are you still doing in there? Get out of the tub now! Or do you want to make me do it?" She heard the middle-aged woman say. For a few seconds, she was tempted to stay back
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION SETTING UP A MEETING
"So, what do you think?" Emma asked Margo, as she finished her narration, staring at the older woman, her eyes brimming with a burning need for answers. "I think you had a hell of a day." Margo replied, sidestepping the main point which she knew the redhead had wanted her to speak on. "I know I did. I was actually asking your opinion about the professor and the clique. What do you think they are? It is obvious that they aren't just humans." Emma said. "Yeah. They are humans with gifts." Margo stated, letting out a sigh when the redhead rolled her eyes. Of course, that was obvious to everyone who would hear the story. The redhead was specifically asking her if she had any idea what they really are, and her avoidance of the real tale must have told the redhead that she did know something about them. It was too late to claim ignorant. "You don't want to tell me either." Emma said, reading off Margo's thoughts, as the latter had been proving stubborn, leaving her no choice. "Did you j
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION WHAT SHE WANTED
The knock bristled again on the dark brown wooden door. Emma squared her shoulders, and walked to the door, all the while wondering who could be at her door by this time of the night. When she opened the door, she gasped a little as she found who was standing in front of her. Derek. "Hey..." She finally muttered, breaking the silence between them. He had just been staring at her, his forehead marred with straight lines of thoughts. What was he thinking? Had he perhaps heard Margo talking? She hoped that he hadn't. She wasn't just in the mood for a banter. "Aren't you coming in?" She asked, cussing her voice for being so hoarse. Well, she hadn't really slept for the night. He didn't say anything still. He just passed through the space she had just created, and stood still at the centre of the room. "What are you doing here?" She asked, after closing the door. "...after you and Maya bailed on me tonight. The discussion or meeting must have been really juicy." She bit out sarc
Latest chapter
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION ANNABEL’S TRIAL
Emma’s eyes were as active as anything active as she watched the elders slowly walk into the hall reserved for judging cases, like Annabel’s. As she watched them, her feet kept dancing on the floor in a funny unsteady motion; she was unsteady. One, one. Then two, two. Then one two. Once, Amelia had looked at her, with a piqued eyebrow. ‘What is that?’ Her eyes seemed to ask, but Emma had given no answer. What is it? It should be what are they?! When they were hurrying over to the hall, after convincing the guards that they would be around for the trial too, her sister had whispered that the cabin, her parent’s cabin, had been burnt by the master, Slediv. It had brought Emma up short, making her stagger on her feet for two reasons. That Slediv had really traced them, even without her then, and that the cabin was burnt; the loss it meant for her parents. Would they regret helping her then? Prescott didn’t think so. But Emma was still worried about it, just like her mind had tried
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION BAD BLOOD
One week later:Emma had run to the clinic, immediately Adah had burst into her apartment with the news that Annabel and Amelia were awake. Over the couple of days in class, they had bonded over gossip, and training, seeing as the latter was the only one that had been sincerely interested in her. Emma had run with Prescott in her hands, and Adah right behind her. And when she arrived at the room she had frequented daily with prayers, and saw her sister and her friend chatting tiredly, she let out a scream of happiness and hurried over to them. “Amelia! Annabel!” She called gaily, garnering the attention of the two females sitting cross-legged on the same bed. Before they could let out a shout or smile of their own, Emma’s hands were already around them. “Oh my goodness, I am so happy for both of you…” she paused. “but give me a heartache again, and I will skin you both alive..” Annabel and Amelia divulged bouts of laughter, with the nurses. Prescott and Adah weren’t left behind,
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION CLAIRE AND FAMILY IV
Caden sighed in relief at his mate’s words, wanting to believe at all costs that the years he had spent with her, that the love they had shared, hadn’t been in vain. He didn’t know what he would have done otherwise. Cry, brood? Neither was acceptable in these times. And so, he wasn’t moved when his son piqued an eyebrow at his mate’s words, or when his daughter’s lips turned up—in disgust or curiosity, he wasn’t sure. But he didn’t care. He just hung on to the thread that his mate was spinning with. “I didn’t cheat on my mate, I’m sure he would have found out if I had done so, considering the mate bond and all that…” There was a pause, where relief sunk its foothold the more in Caden and his children. “So, if that’s what you are thinking, Caden… if that’s what you all are thinking, cut it out. I was surprised too when Claire had met me with the news at first, and I didn’t tell you, Caden, because I wasn’t sure how to explain the phenomena to you. I knew you held the lineage of you
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION CLAIRE AND FAMILY III
Chyra didn’t know what Clem was talking about—the end of the world, and all that—but she knew that she was to blame for Claire rejecting her mate considering what she had soaked into her daughter’s mind about the alpha’s family, about how the Luna seat was her birthright. She also knew that she shouldn’t be working with Arnold. But she was too proud to concede to that, to concede to anyone, and so she shrugged her shoulders to Clem’s question. In the next second, she saw why that had been a wrong play on her part. When she saw Clem fume in anger, when she saw Claire glare at her stinkingly, when she saw her mate watch her like she was foolish, she knew that she had made a mistake. It would have been best if she had kept quiet, than giving off that nonchalant attitude. But her pride held her back from apologizing. Why should she apologize for being a mother caring to give her daughter the best? “Mother, are you so daft that…” Clem was saying when his father shouted him down. Caden
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION CLAIRE AND FAMILY II
At this point, Clem didn’t know what to think about his sister, Claire. He had thought that their parents had been her motivator to reject Curtis, to follow Curtis up and down, to join the meetings that prince Nathan held with the others, but from the thick astounded silence that dwelled in the room, it could be safe to say that his sister had been acting on her own, without any external influence. He didn’t know what to think of that. He looked at his mother; she looked more shocked out of her shoes and mind than his father, quite expected since the mother and daughter duo were quite close, since his sister had no mind of hers, except put into place by his mother. As much as he was not happy with his twin, he was happy that for once his mother had no part to play in her recent escapades. “What do you mean…Claire?” Caden asked, pushing himself ahead, his elbow resting on his knees. “What do you mean when you say that Curtis is your mate? When did that happen? When did you find out?
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION CLAIRE AND FAMILY
What Claire saw first when she stepped into her father’s room was her parents sitting in the living room, with Clem, their backs hunched, the air filled with pregnant silence, waiting. They were waiting for her. She knew it from the moment she had dropped a note in Clem’s mind that she was on her way home. That he hadn’t bothered with a response, should have been enough to let her know that her twin was still angry with her. But she had held out hope, until she had reached the borders of the pack and he hadn’t been waiting for her. This was very different from the times they had quarrels. She knew, however, that this quarrel was different. She had denied her mate, because of the throne; had gone ahead to push Emma away from the pack; and when Derek still hadn’t chosen her, she had returned to Curtis because he was an Alpha. Would she have returned to him if he wasn’t that? She didn’t know. That was the truth. She didn’t know. She might have gone back to Curtis, even if he wasn’t a
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION ANOTHER MATE FOR CURTIS
At Wind Winders Pack.“Dad, what is this? What was Zoe doing in my room so early in the morning?” Curtis questioned, a second after he rushed into the dining room where his parents were having breakfast. He had slept in obviously, but he didn’t care. Yesterday’s training had been rigorous after all. He darted his eyes between his mother and father; his mother’s widened eyes told him that she had no idea what he was talking about; quite expected since this turn of event hadn’t been part of their plans. Hence, he trained his eyes on his father; the old man just continued eating his breakfast like he hadn’t spoken. Curtis thought of repeating himself, but thought better of it. He walked up to his father, and took away his plate of food; an act that he wouldn’t have been able to try before; an act that might have spelt his death; but considering his father’s few options of allies, he knew that he had a chance to live. And so, when his father glared at him heatedly, he didn’t quake in hi
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION PRESCOTT IS AWAKE
“Hey…how are you feeling?” Emma whispered, touching Prescott’s head softly, as she watched him open his eyes for the second time. The first time, she had screamed and had called for the nurse in charge of his treatment, not minding that Adah was with her. Nothing could have dampened her joy. She had just checked on Annabel and Amelia, who although their vitals were stable, was still asleep, yet out of coma. According to the chief nurse, a week was enough for them to wake up now. Then she had checked on Prescott, and only touching him with fondness had elicited the response of his eyes opening. Emma had been overjoyed. “Prescott, can you hear me?” She asked softly, dragging a seat to herself, whilst Adah watched on, not understanding the communication method of the squirrel and Emma. Like the people in the community, she had never seen a talking animal, or rather an animal that communicates as Emma had painted Prescott to be. Her friend who was in the upper echelons of the community
THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION STARTING CLASSES III
No professor spoke to her, and Emma couldn’t help but wonder why. Had Prince Shiloh ask them to avoid her? Or had professor Brooks’ defeat scared them away from her? Well, if that was the matter, then she believed it was for the greater good. She had no interest in making affiliations after all, so long as they taught her what she wanted to know, and treated her fairly. “So, do you think you can cope?” She heard Adah ask, and turned aside to see her new seat mate. The mischievous glint in the latter’s eyes made her smile, howbeit small. “I believe I can.” She answered, before getting on her feet. She took her bag which Gira had provided that morning and slung the straps across her shoulder. It was time to go home, or rather check on her friends. Classes were done for the day. “Where are you going?” Adah asked her, getting to her feet. As they walked toward the door, a couple of the students swiftly moved, and stood before the door, causing Emma to furrow her eyebrows. But she chose
