All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

It was 4:05pm now. Emma bit her lips, as she checked the time on the silvery watch band on her left hand. "She is not coming." Esther stated, frankly. "She has been kidnapped." "And how are you sure of that?" Derek asked her. They had gone into the café after the decision to wait, and had come out immediately the time had reached 3pm. He had conveyed the present issue to his gamma and beta, and although they were skeptical about waiting on a witch, they had stayed and kept on serving tables. "The house was in disarray when I came back from classes today." Esther replied; her voice laden with sadness. Who had taken her aunt? "Any ideas on who might have done that? Anyone your aunt has issues with?" Emma asked, also frantic with worry. Her only hope of getting answers to her questions had disappeared. Who must have taken Margo? "Not that I know. The only thing that I am sure of that can cause her abduction is you." Esther stated, staring contemptuously at Emma. She had a st

Emma knew that Melvina was annoyed with her for keeping her meet up with Margo from her, but she didn't feel much guilty about it, especially after knowing their big secret. The woman was in the game of secrets too. "Where are you guys going then?" Melvina asked, shifting her attention to her son and the witch girl. "We were about going to Esther's house to search around for clues." Derek replied. "Okay, I see then. Where is Shane and Clem?" Melvina asked, looking around the environs as if she would spot the duo if she did. "They are still in the café." Derek replied. "Hmm…okay…this is what happens now. Emma, you will go back to the café and stay with Clem and Shane, while I and Derek and Anthony, with Esther will check out her house for clues." Melvina stated. "I'm going." Emma commented. Nothing was going to stop her from her doing so. She had to be there. Who knows? She might find out something that the others, perhaps, won't be able to find. "No, you are not." Melvina deadp

Melvina noticed that the sitting room, and the other rooms in the house were in disarray just like Esther had said; just like her friend's house had been when she had gone to check on her. The perpetrators of the act had been searching for something.What could be that? She thought, as she ran her eyes over the relics in the sitting room for the umpteenth time, for any sign or clue that might lead them on, or show them who the culprits were.So far, they hadn't found anything. Not even a piece of note, like she had seen in her friend's place, or a threatening piece like the dead meat Anthony had found in Emma's refrigerator. Nothing. Nothing at all.Or had the witch girl hidden some kind of clue since she had canvassed the scene before them?"Esther…" She called."Yes ma'am." Esther replied, dropping the vase on the oval table in the sitting room for the second time.The first time had been when she had come in from school and had met the house in its unkempt form. The vase with intri

After the witch had disappeared, Emma dropped back on the door, a bit flushed and confused. No matter how she tried to overlook it, she couldn't shake off the fact that something was not right with the meeting with Zipfarah. The latter seemed a bit off, even if she still had that glow and calm composure around her. And she had been in a hurry too.Perhaps the stilling time act had zapped her of energy. She thought, jerking away from the door quickly when she heard a sharp knock on the door."Emma, are you there? I'm coming inside at the count of…." Shane was saying, when she rolled her eyes and cut him off."I'm here, rat cheek. I will soon be out." She said, smiling as she heard him curse and whine over the rat cheek jab. She could even hear Clem chuckling.Picking up the bags which had dropped on the floor during her conversation with the witch, she turned around and opened the door."What took you so long? Were you giving birth or what?" Clem asked her, still amused over her jab at

Derek breathed in and out to instill calm inside him as he looked at the door that had been hidden behind the wardrobe. He knew he would be going inside the secret place to feed his curiosity. Nothing would stop him from that. He was a bit edgy about it though. Trapdoors and secret places weren't really his favourite places. Taking in a deep breath again, he took steps forward until he got to the door. He tried twisting the knob to open it up, but the metallic orb was stiff, not yielding at all. He tried again, but still got the same result. He almost gave up, until his eyes caught sight of an opening by top of the door as they ran all over the wooden height. What is that? He thought, trying to fix his hand into the opening shaped like a hexagon. A lock! He exclaimed in his mind, them sighed as his elation disappeared at what the answer entailed. The door needed its lock. But where would he find the lock? Ordinarily the Margo would the carrying the lock with her, since it wa