Chương 18: A MOTHER'S HUNCH III

Melvina was speechless. The far-out-ness of the question could not be over accentuated. A human mate for her son? No, this must be a joke; not when the pack is about go for a war in less than a month time'. She thought.

Seeing his mother's wordless state, Derek was perturbed. Although he had expected the reaction he was seeing now, he wasn't prepared for it. She had been silent for almost five minutes, still staring at him like he had grown horns. He fidgeted under her gaze, and this caused him to wonder what will happen if his father heard about it. It gave him the chills thinking of his reaction.

Putting his hands into the denim black jeans that wrapped over his legs like a second skin, he looked up from the ground where his eyes had fell to when he couldn't withstand the unblinking gaze of his mother. His mother was still staring at him. He stared back, as if to will her to speak already.

"Derek.." She called, running slender fingers on her forehead as though to ease the crooked lines which had appeared on it.

"Yes Mom." He replied, resting on the big tree which overlooked the garden and created a shade for them, shielding them from any prying eyes.

"What did you say?" She asked, still finding it hard to believe that her gifted son could be mated to a human. What help could a human luna possibly render to the pack during this hard times? Or was he just curious?? She hoped fervently that he was just asking questions. If not, his father will throw a lot of fits; the pack wouldn't be happy either.

"Mom, I know you heard me the first time." Derek replied tiredly, sitting down now at the base of the tree. He was tired and very hungry; he hadn't eaten since morning. He would have eaten at Emma's place, but the little witch had shut them out after she found their laughters insulting. He had lost the appetite to eat the food she had brought for them then, annoyed at himself for making her angry.

" Yeah, I heard you the first time. But were you just asking out of curiosity or did it really happen?" Melvina queried, praying that the former was the case.

"Nothing really mom, just curious." He replied finally. His mother's reaction was giving him the jeeps.

"I told you that this was a bad idea." He mind-said to his wolf.

"Perharps.." Maru said.

"Derek talk to me, I know something happened at the house you cleaned today." Melvina said, interrupting her son's convo with his wolf. Her hunch was never wrong. She knew something happened; she also knew that his earlier question didn't just pop out of the blues. Something must have happened. She knew it; the feeling was there, deep in her guts.

Derek sighed. He would have to tell her the whole truth. It was better that way.

"The house we cleaned today was owned by a teenage human girl.." He stated, looking at his mother; his eyes brimming with conflicting emotions.

"Maru thinks she is my mate. Her name is Emma." He continued, taking note of his mother's eyes shutting willfully at the mention of Emma; like she was expecting it. He knew that she remembered his little witch now.

"Okay." She said, sitting down close to him; and staring ahead.

He knew that she was thinking. She always stared ahead, like she could see the thin air whenever she was in deep thoughts.

"So what do you think?" She asked finally.

"I don't know, but I know that I feel very protective of her, and that I got angry when I saw her laughing with Clem.." He said, pausing for a while to see her reaction. When he got nothing, he continued.

"But I want to wait till I turn 18 in a month time; perhaps it was just an attraction." He concluded.

Melvina shook her head. "You don't have to wait till then. It's all clear. She's your mate" She muttered, turning now to face her son.

"Then I have to reject her.." Derek said to her, his voice laced with sadness. His pack needed a strong luna now, not a weak one; a human was worse.

" You don't have to reject her if you don't want to." Melvina said, caressing his hair. She could now understand why her son was looking grim during the pack meeting. He had to choose between the pack and his soulmate. She hoped he chose the latter; even as she was, she couldn't imagine losing or not staying with Peter.

"But Mom.." Derek tried saying..

"Don't worry about the pack. We will figure something out." She replied.

"What about Dad?" He asked. His father was actually his main fear. Aforetime he had always wanted Claire for him.

"Unless your chosen mate is better and stronger.." He would say. Now, He would see this as a perfect excuse to choose Claire for him.

Derek knew that there was no way his father would agree to him having a human mate.

"Don't worry about that too. I will talk to him." Melvina replied, although she knew that it was almost an impossible task. Peter was too hot-headed. But she had to try, for her son. She thought, resting his head on her shoulders; still caressing his long hair. Her little boy had grown.

"Thanks Mom." He said, hoping that her plan would work. If not, he had to reject Emma.

"But Mom.." He continued. "What do you think of her?"

"Emma.?"

"Yes, Emma." Derek replied, feeling at peace as he inhaled the flowery fragrance of his mother. Her scent had always been his sleeping plug when he was still a child. Whenever he had sleepless nights, he would run up to their room, knocking till she came out and tucked him to bed. His father hadn't found this funny then. He had always complained that he was trying to steal his mate from him.

"I love her. She's a breath of fresh air." Melvina said, in reply to her son's question. Thinking of the human girl now brought a smile to her face. She remembered that she had match-maked her son and the fiery girl earlier today. Was her wish that strong or was it fates. She thought. Whichever one it is, she knew she would be seeing her red head very soon.

Derek smiled as he heard his mother's words. His little witch really had a way in worming her stamp into people's hearts.

"But she reminds me of someone." She continued, a tinge of worry and uncertainty in her voice.

"Who?" He asked, as he raised his head off her shoulder, to look at her squarely. He had heard the tinge of sorrow and worry in her voice; and it didn't do good to his curiousity.

"She reminds me of.."

A sharp long rumble, interrupted Melvina's speech.

"Seems someone is hungry." She said, laughing at the skittish look on her son's face. The rumble had erupted from his stomach.

"Emma didn't give you the food?" She asked, remembering that she had given Emma some side dishes to take home to the guys.

"She did.. but.."

"There you are.." A deep voice sounded at the distance, interrupting their discussion.

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Chương 19: THE SPY

Melvina turned around sharply in response to the voice she had just heard, a little bit scared that it could be her husband; the voice had sounded like his. When she saw it was just Aaron, she signed in relief; she didn't think Peter would it find it funny seeing her here after he had told her earlier that he wanted her.

But Aaron was smirking, and as she stared at him, she knew why. He had imitated Peter's voice to make her nervous; he must have known that she had been summoned by her husband before he had retired to their house. She felt like bashing his head on the tree where she and Derek had rested on.

"Good evening Luna." Aaron greeted, still smiling at the look on Melvina's face. She was his godmother, and he enjoyed taunting her so much. She had taken him as her son when his parents died at the last pack war. His mother, Judith had been one of her closest friends. She had also made sure that he didn't feel the vaccum that his parents left when they died. He owed her his life.

"Aaron.." Melvina said, her voice tainted with fake-anger. "Why did you do that?" She asked, referring to his earlier imitation of her husband's voice.

"Ah, Luna.. I don't really understand your question. You know that…"

"Mom, I'm going in.." Derek said, interrupting the conversation between his mother and Aaron, whom he took as an elder brother. He knew that their banter could continue and continue till morning. They were a funny pair, quite alright.

"Oh, right." Melvina stated, remembering that her son was very hungry. "Let's go in then." She said, taking his hands in hers, and ignoring the smirk on Aaron's face. She would deal with him later, she thought.

And so the trio ambled their way through the garden, moving towards the west wing of the pack house where their residence was; oblivious of a shadowy figure which slowly snaked its way down the big tree which stood overlooking the garden, the tree where Melvina and Derek had just rested upon.

This figure, which was all dressed in black, smirked as it got down. Dusting off the hands which were clothed with tiny blisters caused by some short thorns on the tree, the figure made its way toward the east wing of the packhouse where the gate was located; looking left and right, making sure that no one was seeing or following it.

The figure, which seemed to be male if seen from a not-so-far range scaled the big iron gate which was fanned on both sides by long ironed faces, effortlessly; as if it was a normal job or routine, and landed on the other side, as a big brown wolf.

The wolf ran with an urgency that could be seen in its speed, and in the fierceness of its almost black eyes into the dead of the almost chilly September night, across the boundaries of the black moon pack. After a while, it slowed down as it got to the last boundary line between the pack and the outside world. Trudging its way pass the boundary line, it took off again; this time, more faster as if being pressed.

A very high castle-like fence could be seen in the near horizon in the deep dark forest, as the big brown wolf trudged its way towards it; It had slowed down some minutes earlier, exhausted by the run which had taken more than an hour and thirty minutes.

Getting to a big tall tree which stood near the fence, it shifted to a naked beautiful young lady with bright yellow hair; all curvy in the right places. The naked beautiful female breathed out in relief of a mission well accomplished, as she stared at the gate which was at the left part of the fence. I did it. She thought as she stepped around the tree in search of something that should have been there. The sight of a couple of clothing lying at the base of the tree: a black polo and blue denim jeans, with a pair of white sneakers; which had been kept purposefully for her, brought a smile to her face.

Putting the clothing on, the lady threw some knocks on the gate.

"Who is there?" A voice echoed from the other side of the gate.

"It's me." She replied impatiently; she was hungry.

"Maya??" The voice asked, its note a notch higher.

"Yes, Maya." She stated, placing her hands on her growling stomach, as if to calm its appetite for food.

The gate opened immediately, as a guy with a dirty blond hair stepped out .

"Did you get anything?" He asked, throwing his hands across her shoulder.

"Maybe.." Maya replied, removing his hands from her shoulder, as she walked fast into the pack environs. She needed to eat.

" Hey Maya, wait up." He shouted, running a bit to catch up with her. " I know you're hungry and tired..but could you give me a little intel. I've been waiting here for ages." He continued, as he walked besides her now in matching strides.

"No. I have to let Dad know first. You can listen in then." She said, getting tired of her brother's rantings. The boy just didn't know when to stop.

"But Maya, you know that he won't let me into the conference room when you're reporting to him." He said,pouting his lips.

If she was in a better mood, Maya would have laughed at the look on her brother's face. Her younger brother still acted like he was ten; whilst he would be 18 in a week's time. She was older than him by two years.

"I will tell you later then." She said, as she stomped into the pack's main house. Her father was waiting.

"Good evening Dad." She greeted, bowing slightly.

" Maya.. Did you get anything?" He asked her, taking a wine goblet from the glass rack. He had been waiting for hours. At a time, he had almost thought that she wouldn't make it back. The black moon pack could be sensitive sometimes. Well,it seems today wasn't their lucky day. He thought, as he stared at his daughter, who he had always wished was a male. Well, he had Curtis. He mused; although most times he wished that his son could be more concerned about the pack's issues like his sister.

"Yes Dad." Maya replied, trying to ignore the fact that her father didn't respond to her greetings. He had always been partial, always favouring her brother than her. She had lived her whole life trying to please him.

"Let me hear it then." He stated, sitting down on the sofa, curious about the news his daughter had to deliver.

"His son's mate is a human." She said, smirking.

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