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"I Emma DRACKSON, hereby, reject you, Derek, Alpha of the Blue Moon's Pack as my mate." Derek's eyes twitched, and his fists balled, but Emma was far from being done.

 "Don't ever search for me for whatever reason. I never want to see you again all the days of my life. If I ever find any of your people spying on me, I will kill them, or better, I will burn them alive. Do you understand what I just said?" She asked when she was done. But Derek was mute. 

Melvina tried talking, but Emma shut her up with a wave of her hand." I'm disappointed in you, Melvina. So, keep shut." She stated in anger, not minding the murmurings from the crowd.  She knew why, but she didn't care. Melvina wasn't her Luna.

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*Emma, a 17 years old gutsy teenager is shipped off to southern England by her Dad to complete her college studies; a strategic punishment to tame her wild behavior. On reaching there, she discovers that half of the campus population were paranormal creatures, she thought only  existed in comic books and novellas.  She also discovered that she wasn't really her father's daughter, but was kept by him because of an oath made to a hidden lover. What happens when she uncovers the fact that she wasn't the average human girl, rather a fulfilled prophecy; a reincarnated queen mated to an Alpha wolf. What path does she choose when she is rejected by the Alpha wolf in the face of grueling circumstances?

THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION

Where did you learn how to cook?" Emma asked Derek, sighing in satisfaction as she ate in relish, the last batch of the spaghetti on her plate. 


She had watched in awe as he traisped around the kitchen, putting things in order like he was born into it. He had also coached her, as he did the cooking. And now, munching the last of the spaghetti on her plate, she concluded that she preferred his cooking to Clem's; maybe because he was boyfriend. She didn't care though.


"From my mother." Derek replied, smiling as he watched his mate gubble up the food he had cooked some minutes ago. She hadn't even waited for the  food's temperature to go down  after its preparation, before asking him to dish out some for her.


He was happy that she enjoyed his cooking. He felt like he was over the moon; and witheld himself from beating his chest as the myriad of emotions enveloped him.


IN THE KITCHEN