THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Zipfarah soughed as she heard Emma rant about how she was feeling about going home.

Perhaps, she might be right. Perhaps, they were mates. But she had to admit to herself that she was scared if the redhead fell into the wrong hands, especially her daughter. The latter might wipe off her memories, instill a new one and control her. Or worse, she might kill her off, since she has always been obsessed with being the most powerful since she had been young.

“I’m not changing my mind, Emma. Your life is too precious to be risked.” She decided finally, returning Emma’s stark gaze.

“You don’t have the right to detect to me what I should do or what I shouldn’t do.” Emma mentioned, suddenly disliking the gracious queen she had come to love these few days.

Why can’t the bonehead just let her go? She could always come back. Couldn’t she?

“That’s true. But you have no choice but to abide by my command. You’re still in my community. I won’t take a No from you. Don’t make me place you under a house arrest, Emma. Stay, at least until we are sure that you are not the chosen one. We can let you go, after that.” Zipfarah responded, her voice breeding no room for argument.

But Emma would always be Emma.

“It will be too late for him then. I am going home, with or without your help.” She said, turning around and walking away.

But before she could get pass her seat, she saw Daniel with two other boys approaching her.

Then she scoffed.

“You never loved me, did you?” She asked Daniel, whose face was masked with sadness thereafter.

“I did. I still do.” Daniel replied, truth ringing in his voice, as he gestured the boys with him to halt.

“Well if you do, let me go.” Emma requested, snorting as she watched him turn his face away from her.

“Lies.” She muttered, refusing to get emotional over his betrayal. She already had Derek. She didn’t need nobody else.

“I’m sorry. Emma. But I can’t let you go. You have to come with us quietly, or I might have no choice but to carry you.” He stated, with a sorry face, apology boldly shown on his eyes.

But Emma wasn’t concerned about that.

She was concerned rather about the energy that she had been feeling for quite a while now. She had noticed it first when she had shouted at the elders to keep quiet.

But she had disregarded it, citing it as adrenaline.

Now, she could feel the energy circulating her entire system like blood. It rose as her anger increased.

She felt high as if on drugs.

She cackled in loud laughter surprising the occupants of the room and herself as she felt her fingers vibrate.

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Perhaps she was the prophecy.

Or maybe she was just one of the many students in college who were blessed with some gifts.

She was a bit curious on how to wield it.

Let it flow. She heard her mind whisper to her.

“Emma…” Prescott called to her through the mind path.

“Are you okay? You look pale all of a sudden.”

“Never been better.” She replied aloud with a chuckle, surprising the occupants of the room for the umpteenth time.

They must be wondering who she was talking with.

“Take her away already.” Venete ordered Daniel and the boys, her voice laced with contempt. She had always hated the audacity of Emma.

Daniel sighed deeply, as his eyes skimmed Emma’s features.

He had been surprised when he had seen her at the park last night, he had been happy, forgetting for a minute then that he had left her and disappeared without an explanation.

He had thought he would have the time and grace to explain things clearly to her, especially the reason for him disappearance and his unending love for her.

But now with this happening, he wasn’t sure if she would want to talk to him again.

It seemed too that she was too besotted to Derek.

Well, he would have to get her back then. He thought, before gesturing for the boys with him to move forward and take her away to her room.

Already, he had gotten another permissive nod from his Queen.

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“You guys shouldn’t come closer if you love your life.” Emma said with a smirk, referring to the boys who were approaching her slowly but steadily.

She smirked the more as she heard the snorts echoing around the room.

Of course, they didn’t know what she was feeling.

“Take her already. She only has her mouth.” Venete stated in annoyance, shouting the next second when she tripped on her shoe and fell flat on the floor.

She had been standing since the Queen had declared that Emma would be placed under house arrest.

It was like she had Ben cheering the queen’s decision.

“Good riddance to pure evil.” Emma muttered, her index finger crooked like a wand beside her, smiling sheepishly as she noticed that the boys had stopped approaching her,. and that the elders were murmuring amongst themselves.

“How did she do that?”

“I thought she didn’t have powers.”

“She might be the special one.”

“Emma, follow them willingly. Don’t make me confine you in a ball.” Zipfarah said nonchalantly as if she wasn’t moved or concerned with the display, as if she was bored.

“I’m not going anywhere, Zipfarah.” Emma replied, not bothering to turn back and acknowledge the queen.

“Then, you give me no choice.” Zipfarah muttered, before creating a ball like shield around Emma, with just a bored motion of her eyes.

Emma felt herself float on the air, inside the ball.

What the hell!

She hadn’t bargained for this but she wasn’t going down without a fight either.

“Let me go.” She said, pounding her fists on the walls of the big transperent ball.

“I’m sorry my dear. But I can’t. Daniel, roll the ball to her room.” Zipfarah commanded.

Emma kept hitting at the walls, tears slipping from her eyes, ignoring Prescott’s words that her efforts were in vain. The walls couldn’t be broken down.

And when she saw the elders laughing at her, and the boys approaching her, her anger knew no limits.

“I said: Let me go!!” She screamed, letting out the inferno that had been burning slowly within her.