DEREK’S PARTY IV
Derek’s heart beat increased, hearing his father’s statement, inside him, Maru leaped in joy.
“She is back for us just like Eva had said.” His wolf kept muttering, and a smile slithered across his lips, even as his eyes watered, his thoughts consumed with Emma’s face and smile, especially her face when they had been making love. His groins tightened at the thought. He didn’t think he would be staying much for the party again whether his father understood this matter or not. He needed her. He needed to be inside her.
Immediately, he got out of the bed, surprising his friends who were with him. They all had seen the change in his mood, the drastic change after that change, and the sheer twinkling in his eyes. What news had he gotten now? Was the redhead back?
This last thought which was funnily in their minds, each of them, spurred them to stand up instantly after Derek.
“Derek, what is the problem? Is Anthony back?” Clem asked, adjusting his tie, watching Derek draape his suit’s cloak over his plain white dress shirt.
“Yeah, and much more. My mate is back.” Derek answers, smiling widely at his friends, before bending down to straighten his shoe laces hurriedly; he was brimming with so much excitement that his hands shook as he worked on the shoe laces.
Clem and the other boys in the room smiled, mirroring Derek’s own. They sighed in relief that one problem had been solved. Now, they could face the foes at ease tonight.
Together, they walked with Derek out of his room into the hallways, their anticipation growing as they got closer to the big hall where the party was hosted.
“Derek, there is a problem.” Derek heard his father say to him through the mind link, but didn’t stop walking hastily to ruminate on his father’s words. If anything, he hurried the more, at a faster pace than his friends, especially as he saw that the hall’s distance from him was a few feet now.
He strolled into the hall briskly, not minding the stares he was getting from the guests who for some reason were still like statues.
he came to a halt as he saw Emma standing before his father, his history professor and some other guy by her right hand side, his mother, Esther and Anthony by her left hand side.
Slowly, he approached them, noticing as he walked closer, that Emma’s red hair wasn’t as red as before, it wasn’t that long either. Had she trimmed it? He thought. Her back was facing him, so he hadn’t seen her face yet.
“Derek…right about time.” Alpha Arnold called wistfully, not understanding but seemingly enjoying the scene right before him tonight. He didn’t know how his younger brother got in touch with vampires, but this scene alone would rip him of his honor and respect among the other alpha wolves at least. He was happy about that. That would aid his plan. And was this Emma? He thought, unable to remove his gaze from the redhead in front of him. Hadn’t Maya told them that the girl was a human? Had his daughter lied to him, had she betrayed him? Because the girl standing just there was nowhere a human being. If anything she smelt like the other two guys who he was sure were vampires.
At Arnold’s statement, the five people standing before Alpha Peter as if in judgment, turned around, and Derek balked. This was not Emma, at least not his. Who was this? An impersonator?
“Who are you?” He asked calmly, getting closer to the redhead in front of him. He wanted to jerk her, until she confessed why she had taken his little witch’s face but for the multitude in the hall. He didn’t want to lose his self control. That would be a bad image for the pack. That would be a bad image for an upcoming Alpha.
“I’m Freya.” Freya replied, taking in the features of the wolf prince in front of her. He was drop dead gorgeous, she had to admit, a fine specimen. Emma was lucky.
“Little one, you are hurting me. It seems you have forgotten what I can do when I am jealous.” She heard Aiden say in her mind, and almost scoffed. What was wrong with the man, not that she had hugged the wolf guy even.
Calm your horses. She thought.
“You are not human.” Derek stated, surprised, taking in her scent, shifting his gaze from the girl in front of him to his mother and Anthony. He needed explanations. All this time, he had not acknowledged his history professor and the other guy beside him.
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Emma and Ava strolled slowly on the streets, a bit unhappy; Ava’s car had refused to start and move. So, she had suggested that they walk since the pack’s main hall wasn’t far from her place. Emma had obliged, not seeing any other choice. Of course, there was Prescott who could take them to the hall within a blinking of an eye, but they both had decided to keep his powers under wraps, unless it was necessary. This wasn’t necessary, at least that was what Prescott had thought. Emma was a different case. To her, what other emergency could there be but this one? Didn’t he understand that she was saddened for want of Derek.
“We are almost there, so calm down.” Prescott said to her, and she scoffed.
They were about to take the last bend that Ava had aforetime said would lead them to the Alpha’s building, when they were intercepted by a band of unknown men, well, all were unknown except Casper.
“I was right then.” Casper started. “I was sure that I had seen your face before you disappeared in a flash. How did you do that? We were told that your powers were not out yet.”
When he saw that Emma wasn’t giving him a reply, he shot out a small dry laugh.
“Oh, forgive my manners…I had just wanted to get to business to save us some time.” he mentioned, a smirk on his face.
“Long time, Emma…how have you been…sister.”
He drawled, smirking the more as he watched her face contort with fury. He had gotten her where he wanted; had always wished for this moment since she had turned him down.