All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Melvina paced back and forth in front of her friend's hut-like house which was located at the outskirts of her pack, as she waited for her friend which was a witch to come out and meet her, and to fill her in on the outcome of her quest. She had gotten a message from her infamous owl as she was preparing breakfast for her family that morning. The owl had perched on her window pane, before opening her beak, to let out the paper which her lady friend must have put in there.   The message had caused her spirits to soar. She had been elated that she would soon know the intricacies of who Emma was. And so, she had rushed over breakfast, shifted, and had run over here. She knew she would have a lot of explaining to do with her mate, who must have felt her racing heart while she had been running. It was okay though. She had thought, having decided to tell her mate everything she had come to know about the human, including the fact that she was their son's mate. She bel

Emma sighed as she checked out the time on the big grand father's clock strung idly on the white washed wall, which she only took notice of now; she hadn't had an iota that the clock had been present in her living room. Perhaps the school rush and the strange happenings around her had robbed her of her observation qualities; she hadn't really looked in to the every part of her house. It was already 10am.  "No school today then." She mumbled with a sigh. She could see her plans for today melting into nothingness. She had planned yesternight to attend classes today, and then drop by her workplace to tender an apology and know whether they would overlook her crazy absence and let her have her job back. But it seems it won't be today. The sight that she had been cursed with this morning had rattled her no small deal. She sat up gingerly as Anthony strolled inside the sitting room from the kitchen, h

"So, this is your room. You will be staying here, at least till we've found out who is after your sanity and life." Melvina said, opening a door which led to airy interiors of a beautiful room, as she held on Emma's backpack with her left hand, glad that the human had followed them voluntarily, without protesting. "I thought I would have been staying with Maya in her room.." Emma implied, walking into the room and looking the room. The room was the same as the others, or well Maya's, since her friend's room was the only one she had been in since her stay here, that and the hospital room. The room was neither large or small, just tethering in the middle, with its deep blue washed walls and peachy dots. It was just like mixing a male favorite and a femaley; blue and peach.  She wondered if there was a belief behind that. She also wondered if Derek's room would have the same wall paints. She would have to visit it later. It reminded her th

Clem's presence outside her door reminded Emma of the string of unwelcomed acts she had undergone by the hands of his mother and twin sister. She also remembered that she hadn't seen him ever since that day. Did he travel? She queried herself, holding the knob of her door, and was about to turn it and open the door when she remembered that she had just been discussing with someone in her room, a witch whom she deduced wouldn't find Clem's company favourable. She had to hide her, or proffer a way of escape.   But as she swivelled with that determined thought, she found her room empty of any individual, apart from herself.   "Margo..." She whispered, thinking that perhaps the woman had taken cognizance of the impending doom, and had hidden herself.   But everywhere was silent. Everything remained the same, except for her window. It was open. It hadn't been so before. It had been shut.   She was about t

Emma stood up straight, dusting off her hands on each other from the black and brown spotches of dirt and soil on them, as she realized that Margo was standing before her, although looking a bit apprehensive. Taking a side look at Clem, she noticed that the blonde had stood up straight too, taking a protective stance as he watched them with keen eyes. "What are you doing here? How did you find this place?" She heard Margo asked, and sighed. She didn't know which question to answer first. But before she could pick out one to reply, Clem already beat her to it. "We were searching for her phone, when we stumbled into the area...witch..." He said, thickening his accent as he pronounced the 'witch word'. "Clem...how did you know she is a witch? Do you know her before?" Emma asked, stepping closer to them. "No, I don't...Well...I just guessed." He replied. He had just mentioned it out of spite, forgetting