Derek smiled widely as he heard the sweet but tiny voice of his little witch. He thought she must have been suprised, and a little bit flustered to have seen his call. Well, he hadn't been planning to call either; it had just happened.
Holding the phone in place on his ear with his left hand, he gurbled up the remnant of the spaghetti on the ceramic plate before him on the counter, before dropping the plate into the sink.
"Hello.." He answered, taking a seat on the stool nearest to the cupboard, by the western wing of the kitchen.
"How are you doing baby?" He asked, thinking of other sweet names to call his mate. She was a human, and so he had to court her the human way for now, till when the time of unveiling comes. He still dreaded that day, as he knew it must surely come. T
A call woke Emma up.She soughed, as she stretched herself lazily on the cozy queen sized bed, wondering on who could be calling her already this early morning.Blinking her eyes rapidly as she laid on her bed, her thoughts going tro and fro, she stretched her right hand towards the cupboard nearest to her bed in a bid to get her alarm clock. She didn't think the time had passed 6:30am, the time to which the alarm clock had been set to, since forever; everywhere was still eerily silent, and her closest neighbor, whose name she didn't know yet, hasn't started chopping woods. He was usually up before her 6:30am waking up time. She had seen him only once, on Tuesday, while she had been waiting for Derek to pick her up for school. That was how she had known that the chopper of woods was a huge man who didn't reply greetings. She knew because she
Emma noticed that Amelia dyed her hair edges pink, and Amelia noticed that Emma's red hair had gotten redder, more fuller and longer. She whistled as she noticed that her kid sister was looking better, more beautiful."What!" Emma asked, laughing, as she heard Amelia whistle."Nothing." Amelia replied. "Your hair looks fuller. Would you trim it?" She ask, admiring the hair. She had always loved the reddish colour, but sometimes had wondered where her sister had gotten it. Their parents were both blonds, and none of their relatives had that color of hair, including their grandparents."I don't know." Emma replied, suprised at her sister's statement. She hadn't noticed her hair's growth. She decided to check it out later. About the trimmings, she didn't know. She didn't
June?June, her closest friend with shaggy brown hair.June, the shy girl who wore glasses.June,with the nerdy look.June, that dresses in clothes that resembled a mechanic's overall, even though sometimes she had tried to stop it, but to no avail.June, who had advised to keep her virginity for her husband.June, who had said that she didn't like boys; wouldn't date till she was 18, next year.June, who ate Amelia's cupcakes and pies most.That June?? Emma thought, as a numb feeling overwhelmed her. No, perhaps it was some other June, not hers; not her closest friend. She wo
Amelia snapped up her head from her bent posture as she heard what Emma said. Although she would love it more than anything if her sister came back, she didn't consider it wise. She actually thought it selfish of her, to let Emma leave her studies and come down to Florida, just for her sake. They weren't in highschool no longer, and she can fight her own battles herself now. Besides, she know she would move on. There were still many years up ahead for that."Emma, you are not coming back now. You're going stay there and finish your semester." She finally said with a tone of finality too."Says who? I can cook up a story for Dad, if that's what you're worried about." Emma said, already calculating how much would be required for her expenses. She mused as she remembered that she didn't have her credit card with her. Well she can ask De
Maya tapped her foot gently on the car's floor as she tried to calm her nervous and impatient self as she looked out of the right window of the backseat of her cousin's car. She thought the scenery was calm, but wondered aloud what exactly was keeping the human waiting.They were late already for classes.Derek had told her yesterday that they had a class quiz by 8:30am this morning, and she had prepared for it, not minding that today would be her first day in college.She had been suprised, when her uncle, Alpha Peter, called her into his conference room and showed her, her admission papers. When she had asked for the why and the who, he had just told her that he was in support of educating his pack members, and that since she was in his pack for the moment, and also his neice, he had just deeme
Derek restrained himself from laughing as he watched his mate question his cousin about her identity. Although it pleased him greatly that she was possessive over him, he still found the scene funny."Emma.." He called out to her, as he stepped into the driver's seat. "Get in." He stated, as he closed his door and stared at her with a smirk which Maya didn't find funny at all.She thought that her cousin should be explaining the situation to his mate, not smirking. This was not the right time for his signature smirk.Perhaps she would do the introductions herself, and save themselves the time. They were late for the quiz already."Uhmm, Emma.." She started tentatively. "My name is Maya and I'm Derek's cousin." She said, tak
The quiz was already in session as Emma, Derek and Maya stepped into the large classroom. Their entrance which seemed to entrall the other students present, didn't faze the lectuter who was annoyed already at having some students late for his quiz. "Why are you late?" He asked, his attention solely on Derek and Emma. "And who is she?" He queried further, diverting his attention from the duo to Maya, who he accurately thought was a new face. "I..." Emma was about saying, when Derek rushed in with his own statement, cutting her off. "Our car broke down on the way; we had to wait for a mechanic to fix it." He had said, keeping a straight face; that a person, apart from the two girls, would think that he was all truth, and no lies.
Maya held in her bouts of laughter to avoid a query from the lecturer and weird looks from her fellow students, as she witnessed what had just happened between her cousin and his mate.Although she understood that he had been trying to placate his mate's anger towards him, she still found the move lame and funny. What she had found funnier was the aloof but slightly stubborn look on the human's face. She knew that the human girl had known what was going on, and that was why she had used her left hand which had been on her thigh to submit her script.She had observed the human as she wrote, and she knew for a surety, that the red head wasn't left handed; she had used her left hand to submit her sheet, to thwart her mate's advances.But it seemed her cousin didn't notice; he had just