THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Maya stared unblinkingly at the array of makeup tools on Emma’s dressing table, and mused. She couldn’t remember the last time she had seen such arrangement, or the last time she had dolled up her face. Well, it seems her new friend was a core fan of the make up industry; she would have called her a fanatic for this, but then she remembered that since the past two days they’ve been communicating both in school and at work, she hadn’t seen a touch of make up on the her face except for the shade of pink lipgloss on her lips.

“Maya!!” Emma called, as she strotted into the room, gaining the attention of the former.

“What are you doing? You haven’t dressed up yet?” She asked in bewilderment, staring at the Blondie standing just in front of her dressing table.

“Well..” Maya stuttered, feeling a little bit embarrassed that she hadn’t a clue on what to wear yet or worse, how to doll up.

She had been startled when the human, Emma, had opined earlier today while Derek dropped her off at her home, that she should stop by at her house in the evening so that they would go to the party together.

She also cited that she could bring her clothes and make up kit if she’s coming, since they would be spending some time together before the party.

She had agreed, happy to have a close friend since Zoe betrayed her; but thinking of it now, she still wondered whether she had made the right choice.

Firstly, She had gotten so confused while picking out the dress to wear earlier that evening, that she had to involve her Aunt Melvina, since her cousin was finding the situation hilarious.

Melvina had helped her to select two gowns, a red gown and a blue one; while mentioning that the human would help her with the right one. She had just nodded before packing up, forgetting to ask her aunt for her makeup kit. She hadn’t come to the pack with any; she didn’t have one actually.

“Down to earth.. Maya.” Emma stated, waving her hands across her friend’s face.

“Oh, sorry.” Maya said, recovering from her reverie.

“You look spaced out. What’s the matter?” Emma asked, getting out her underwear from the cupboard.

“Oh, nothing. I just don’t how to doll up.” Maya replied, with a nervous smile on her face which caused Emma to burst out in laughter.

“You should see your face.” She said, to a confused Maya who was taken aback by the intensity of her laughter.

“Don’t worry, I will doll you up.” She added.

“But what about your dress?” She asked, looking at her friend who was just wearing underwears alone.

“It’s in the bag. I have two actually. You have to help me choose.” Maya replied with a shrug.

“Okay then. Let’s get to it. Derek would soon be here. He’s picking us up.” Emma stated, dragging Maya’s bag down from her bed.

She unlocked the bag, then brought out the two beautiful dresses.

“Waoh.. Maya.” She exclaimed.

“What..” Maya asked, chuckling at the look on the human’s face.

“You know for someone with zero idea on fashion, your dresses totally rock!” Emma pinpointed in awe.

“Really..?” Maya asked, happy that the gowns were beautiful enough to catch the human’s attention.

“Yeah, I think the red one will fit you better though.” Emma said, holding up the red one.

“Check it out.” She said, stretching out her hand which held the gown to Maya.

“Okay.” Maya replied, taking the gown gingerly.

Taking a deep breath, she slide into the lush red gown which stopped above her knee, hugging her whole assests tight.

“Waow!”

She heard Emma scream for the second time that night and swiveled around to check what was up with her.

The redhead was smiling and checking her out, also whistling in the process.

She didn’t know when a smile broke out on her lips. The human always made her feel good, a feeling she hadn’t felt since her ex best friend betrayed her.

“You like what you see?” She taunted, laughing widely now.

“Oh, yes.” Emma said, whistling again. “Girl, you look so good.” She added. “Guys would be tripping..”

“Perhaps..” Maya replied, remembering her mate who hadn’t recognized her, and whom she had no idea what he was doing at the moment; maybe playing around with Zoe. The thought dampened her mood.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” She heard Emma ask, and sighed. The human was sometimes too intuitive and observant. H

She knew that the redhead must have already noticed the change in her mood.

“Nothing really. I just missed home.” She said, bitting her lips at her own lie. She just missed a mate who doesn’t recognize her and her mother. Her brother was a no for her. Although they got along atimes, she knew he would be happy that she was absent from the pack; sometimes she feared that he might turn out like their father. Her father, well.. she just wished she could kill the man herself.

“Oh, me too.” Emma muttered, remembering that she hadn’t spoken to Amelia since she abruptly cut the call when Derek pulled in on her driveway a day ago. She hoped her sister wasn’t annoyed with her. She proposed in her heart to call her during the weekend and explain everything to her, while apologising for cutting her off the call abruptly.

“Yeah. Won’t you dress up?” Maya asked, as her eyes ran through the beautiful physique of the human who was still on her underwear.

“In a minute. But let me doll you up first.” Emma commented, moving towards the dressing table.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Here, sit.” She said, pointing to the chair, of which Maya obliged.

Minutes had gone, of that Maya was sure of, before Emma passed her a hand mirror.

“Check your face out first.” She had said.

Maya’s mouth went up a big ‘Oo’ when she saw her face. She stood up gingerly, dropping the small mirror on the table, and trotted to the long mirror which stood near the wall to the wardrobe to see herself from a better angle.

“Emma…” She tried saying, but her words failed her. “I look so beautiful.” She stated.

“You’ve always been beautiful. I just highlighted some components.” Emma replied, happy that she made her new friend happy.

“Thanks Emma. You’re the best.” Maya said sincerely, still admiring herself in the mirror. The last time she had worn a gown was on prom night during highschool, and even then, she hadn’t really liked it. She loved her regular jeans and tops, she loved training; never partying.

But seeing herself now, she felt like a woman and she wished that Leo could see her this way. Perhaps then, the effect of the witch’s potion might peel off.

“Oh, don’t mention. What are friends for?” Emma stated happily, before going off to the wardrobe to retrieve her own gown.