THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Leila?

Who is Leila?

Emma was about asking the squirrel who the name belonged to, but before she was able to do that, her door burst open.

What the hell! She screamed inside her mind. Wasn’t there an ounce of privacy in this place? Didn’t they respect people’s privacy? How can someone just barge inside her room without knocking?

She wanted to cuss at whomever was about to pass through her door, but she held her peace, waiting to see the intruder.

She raised her eyebrows as she saw a little girl saunter into her room, her eyes shining like torches in the dimly lit room. Another little girl. She thought.

When the girl’s gaze met the squirrel, she snorted.

“Ohooo, meet Leila, the feistier of the twin.” Prescott muttered.

Emma didn’t need to ask the squirrel whose twin the girl fitted into. She already knew, by the long straight dark brown hair and eyes which she couldn’t determine their color. This girl was the twin to the girl that had come pick her up. This girl was the twin sister to Lily.

What was she doing here?

“Hello…you must be the new girl that my sister had brought in here yesterday. I am Leila. I already know that you are Emma Drackson.” Leila stated, her arms crossed around her chest, a haughty look on her face.

“Okay.” Emma said, not knowing what to add to that. The girl had covered both sides of introductions.

“Well, since we are pass that boring part, could you tell me what you are doing with Prescott? It seems my sister didn’t read out to you the rules and regulations of this place. Well, I would love the pleasure of doing that.” Leila said, balancing her right hand mid-air, a triumphant smirk on her face as a scroll appeared on her hand.

Emma trailed her eyes all over the haughty girl, and scoffed. Who does this one thinks she is? She thought.

Just because she had made a scroll appear on her hand, she is feeling herself? Nuisance! She cussed in her mind.

“Now, Emma…listen carefully as I read out these rules so that you would be able to think, mediate and not forget them. Because if you do, I can’t promise that I won’t deal with you, especially the next time I see you with my squirrel.” Leila stated rudely, opening the scroll in her hand.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Emma and Prescott scoffed at the same time.

“Hey…Leiton or whatever your name is…I don’t need your rules-reading. I would ask Zipfarah when next I see her.” Emma said, shutting up Leila who was about reading whatever rules there were, in the scroll.

Leila blanched, as she heard Emma’s words.

“Seems, you have found your match.” She heard Prescott say to her through their special mind path. He was the only animal she could communicate with, unlike her sister who could communicate with three more.

Seeing the squirrel with the redhead, she was sure that the human could also hear squirrel talk.

Yes, not everyone could hear Prescott talk except some special people. So far, it has only been her family and the queen that was able to hear the squirrel talk. She couldn’t afford another. Another meant another competition.

She wasn’t happy either that the human was a smart mouth. She didn’t even care if the latter was older than her. What mattered, what always mattered, and what will always matter was the level of power a person possesses.

So, looking at the redhead, she felt nothing, not an aura or whatever, nothing. She was just plain jane, except that she seemed to hear Prescott talk.

Well, it would be fun to play some magic tricks on her. She thought.

“Don’t even think of doing that. Don’t dare it.” She heard Prescott say to her, and shrugged her shoulders. She has never been good with rules.

The redhead had to pay for shutting her up.

She would also pay for calling their queen’s name without reverence.

Who the hell did she think she was?

She didn’t know either. She thought. She would have to ask her sister or brothers later.

“Hey, little bum…are you going to stay here, standing like a lost sheep, or are you going to say why you had barged into my room without knocking?” Emma asked, her eyebrows raised in irritation, as she was determined to put the little girl in her place. She could now see why the squirrel had mentioned that the latter was the feistier one.

“Do you know who you are talking to?” Leila croaked out, her anger rising. She had never been put down by a human before. Already, she was conjuring up a spell to throw at Emma who looked nonchalantly at her.

“Of course, I do. Leiton, twin to Lily, the fiester one, an aspiring scumbag.” Emma rattled off in reply, a victorious smile on her face as she saw the latter’s face redden in anger.

“My name is Leila, not Leiton.” Leila gritted out in anger.

“Well, do I look like I care? What are you doing in my room? I don’t think Prescott is ready to leave with you if you came for him. So, you should leave.” Emma said, gesturing with her hand towards the door.

“How dare you?” Leila asked, waving her hand towards Emma.

Emma felt the force coming towards her, but before she could panic, Prescott raised a shield that caused the force to bounce off.

“Stop protecting her Prescott!” Leila screamed, stomping her feet in anger.

“I have to. She is Queen Zipfarah’s visitor. You seemed to have forgotten that.” Prescott said.

“But she is making fun of me!” Leila whined, sounding like her twelve-year-old self for the first time.

“You started it. If you had approached her kindly like I had done, you would have been sitting up here with us, chatting with us. But no. You had to act so high and mighty. Leave us, before I make you do so.” Prescott said in a hard tone. It was obvious that he wasn’t happy with Leila.

“What’s going on here? Leila, why are you unhappy?” A voice asked, joining the party.