All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Anthony rubbed his forehead slowly and steadily as he assimilated the situation. His brother's mate has been taken. This was beyond bad. His brother would go bonkers. He looked at the two guys and felt like strangling them. They were supposed to be watching the human for crying out loud! And they failed at that one simple task. "Anthony, let them come in." He heard Melvina say, and sighed. Ever the merciful. He thought. He hoped that his junior brother would be able to draw from that well, although he highly doubted it. "Come in." He said to them distastefully, before leaving the door open, and moving back to the sofa he had been sitting on. Clem and Shane walked into the sitting room with their faces still crestfallen. If Anthony's reaction was this way, how would Derek's be? They were really doomed. They only hoped that their Luna would soften their punishments. "Sit down." Melvina said, gesturing at an empty sofa by the door. They obliged, and sat down, almost robotically.

Useless.Worthless.Fake.Esther almost slapped her head to stop it from accusing her.Ever since her war of words with her own version of bully when they had been staying in the witches' community, few years before her Aunt had decided that they should relocate, she had been dealing with a low self esteem.Some kids who had thought that she was nothing because of her timid nature then had trampled on her in every way possible. And when she had moved with her Aunt here, she had vowed that she wouldn't be the same.She had read more spells, had accumulated more knowledge, had dyed her hair to look like a badass, had formed her own clique, and had also successfully built her own feared reputation.But it all came crashing down, as she stared at the library.She couldn't do anything. She was useless. She could feel herself tearing up, as she bent her head down. Not that she cared a tooth about the alpha boy, but she cared a lot about her reputation. She had spent a lot building it. But

When Esther and Anthony came back into the house, they saw Alpha Peter sitting on the sofa, hugging Melvina to himself, while Clem and Shane sat on the other sofa, their faces crestfallen. The atmosphere was scented by sorrow."Good evening Father." Anthony greeted, and Alpha Peter raised his head and nodded at him."Did you get all that you needed?" Alpha Peter asked him through the mind link, referring actually to the witch that was standing beside him. "Yes." He replied through the same communication path, before turning aside to Esther."You can get on with the healing process." He said. "If you need any help, you can call me." He stated, gesturing with his hands towards Derek, inferring that she should start her work.Esther nodded at him, before stepping around him and walking toward Derek.She felt his pulse as she bent down and touched him by the neck. It was barely there. She knew she had to hurry.Quickly, she asked Anthony to get her two bowls from the kitchen, while she s

A smile was still on Melvina's face as she hurried to dish food into plates, while Maya stood by the side, watching her, a small smile on her lips too. They both had been happy about Derek's fast recovery. He was still in bed, still struggling to talk and refusing any semblance of noise, but he was okay. He would be up and about in one day, fit for his birthday and coronation which would be taking place the next two days. But the problem was that he doesn't known that Emma had been taken.When Melvina had heard from Clem that Emma had been taken, it had taken her calling upon her reservoir of self-control not to cuss at the friend of her son for not being able to rescue heir soon-to-be-Luna if things didn't go southwards. Knowing her son's addiction to his mate, she wondered, as she dished out the food cooked by Maya before they had arrived back home, how he would take the blow, his reaction and actions."Take this and this to Clem and Shane." She said, as she handed two plates of spa

Derek woke up in the middle of the night. He knew because his room was still dark; there was an absence of the glistening bright morning rays in his room which emanated from his window's transparency and reflection of the morning sun. The only light in the room was cast by the dim rays of the half moon. A nightmare had woken him up. Slowly, he got up from the bed, and stalked to a chair near the window. He sat down on it and bent his head, placing it in the confines of his hands, as he tried to remember the dream. Nothing. Blank. He couldn't remember the dream. This has never happened before. He thought, beckoning to his wolf. "Maru..." He called out loud, when he didn't feel the stirring of his wolf inside him, but there was no response. He was bothered then. "Maru..." He called again, but there was no response. Emptiness greeted him rather. He felt empty. Empty and lonely. He got scared. What had happened to his wolf? He figured out that it must have had something to do w