All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

"Derek!" "Maya!" "Shane yo!" "Clemrific.."   Derek heard Emma call them one after the other, and sighed, aware of the giddy motion of his wolf, despite their earlier resolution, and the warnings of his beta and gamma. This wasn't going to be as easy as he thought.   "Don't you go kissy on her, Derek, or I will kick your shin for putting our future Luna in trouble." Of course, that was Shane speaking through their mind link, ever the humorous specie.   "Remember, treat her like she is a fling, no possessiveness, and then, of course, none of that puppy eye stuff for god's sake." His beta, Clem, mentioned, and he rolled his eyes.   On a normal day, he would have tagged them jealous of his mateship, but not today. Today was not a normal day. Today, they had a vampire in their midst. He knew that if his cousin could mind link with him, she would have sent her own batch of warnings. She couldn't. Perhaps t

What had really happened in that off moment of compulsion? Maya thought, staring heatedly at the professor, who seemed to be more focused on her cousin.   She only hoped that Emma would trust her enough to tell her about it, when they both would settle in and talk this night, while also prepping for the quiz she had heard about from Ava.   Shifting her gaze back to her best friend, she saw that the redhead was staring at her, obviously expecting her to take the lead first in welcoming the history professor, a vampire. The thought gave her the chills.   But on a second thought, she agreed that they should be welcoming the professor, not because that they wanted to, but so as not to trigger the human's inquisitive nature. Although, she believed that it was too late already. She could see the human looking all curious at them all, hands no longer at akimbo, but now crossed under her chest. They would have a string of questi

He had just fed from the third person in a row. He was satisfied now. He could feel his system humming with satisfaction and pleasure. It had always been easy to hunt, or more appropriately feed off from a human, but he hadn't felt this great in along time. He knew it was because of the redhead. Although, some humans offered themselves up as a feeding liter, some for the highness that accompanies it, and some for the money; it still didn't compare to when you compel and feed. You just have to make sure that you don't kill while feeding, unless it would guarantee you a free entry to being a creature of the dead. They thought he was a vampire?? He scoffed. He would never be that. The creature of the dead was something heinous he hoped that he would never be. He didn't want to be hunted by his own people. Vampires were leachy ugly creatures with no redemption at all. Of course, the undead had been once like them, but the former hadn't been able to curtail their thirst for blood, and ha

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

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