NIGHT CALL II
Derek smiled widely as he heard the sweet but tiny voice of his little witch. He thought she must have been suprised, and a little bit flustered to have seen his call. Well, he hadn’t been planning to call either; it had just happened.
Holding the phone in place on his ear with his left hand, he gurbled up the remnant of the spaghetti on the ceramic plate before him on the counter, before dropping the plate into the sink.
“Hello..” He answered, taking a seat on the stool nearest to the cupboard, by the western wing of the kitchen.
“How are you doing baby?” He asked, thinking of other sweet names to call his mate. She was a human, and so he had to court her the human way for now, till when the time of unveiling comes. He still dreaded that day, as he knew it must surely come. The day his little witch would find out his real identity.
“I’m fine. How about you?”
He heard his little witch reply in a much thinnier voice, and smiled. He knew that her cheeks must have been coated rosy red with blushes at his term of endearment.
He was about replying, when his mother called him out. He hadn’t even known when she stepped in, since his thoughts were occupied with thought of Emma.
“Derek, why are you smiling that way?” Melvina asked, noting the goofy and sheepish smile on her son’s face. Although she already knew who he was talking to from his countenance, she was curious to hear what he would reply to her question.
“Smiling??” Derek muttered more to himself, than his mother; although she still heard it. He touched his lips, and blinked his eyes at his mom.
“I’m not smiling. Just exercising my lips.” He replied, trying in vain to hold a wider smile that was about bursting out on his lips as he heard Emma’s contagious loud laughter over the phone. She had heard the conversation between him and his mother. His last reply must have triggered her laughter buds.
Melvina laughed out, as she heard her son’s reply, moreso, Emma’s laughter.
“Exerciser, send my regards to Emma. Remember we have a meeting tonight with your cousin.” She said, before picking up her own food which she had dished out earlier, and walking out of the kitchen.
“Yes Mom.” He said, but this time, through the mind link.
“Your Mom is funny.” He heard Emma say over the phone, and smiled. His mother was one of the most humorous people he had met, other than being caring.
“But how does she know my name? You told her already?” Emma asked, excited at the thought. To her, it could only mean that Derek was very serious about their relationship, having involved his mother. She smiled, a blush coating her cheeks again, as she recalled the fondness she had heard in the woman’s voice. She already knew that the older woman would be a great companion in the nearest future just like Melvina.
The thought of Melvina caused a halt in Emma’s mind. Doing a rewind in her thoughts, she found out that the woman’s voice, that is Derek’s mum, had the same voice with Melvina. How was that possible? Could it be that she was his mom?
No. Emma answered her question, shaking her head negatively. If she was, he must have told her or said something about it. After all, the duo were present in her house today.
“Derek..” She called, after noticing that the phone was silent, except for statics.
“I’m here.” Derek replied slowly. He had been thinking of what to tell his mate again, to divert her attention from her earlier question. He had forgotten that he had lied about Melvina not being his mother; he also knew that his mother must have forgotten about it too.
Rubbing his forehead in circular motions, he sighed tiredly, as he heard the next question from his little witch.
“Is Melvina your mom?” She asked tentatively, as if unsure of the question or her statement.
“No, she isn’t.” He replied.
“Why are you actually lying? Telling her the truth won’t change anything. Your mother won’t let out your identity without your permission.” His wolf, Maru, said.
“I know. I just don’t want her to treat me differently as a governess son.” He linked back.
Maru scoffed. It thought that its human version could be ridiculous some times.
“Well, I hope you have a better reply, when you’re busted.. governess son.” It said.
Derek winced at his wolf’s thought. He knew it was right. He decided to let her know sooner than later, before she finds out by herself. He had a feeling that he wouldn’t like the outcome.
“Okay then.” He heard Emma say over the phone. “But she really has her voice, Melvina I mean.” She stated.
“Really!? Didn’t notice.” He said, lying through his teeth.
“You should be sleeping.” He said, looking at his wrist watch. ” It’s getting late, and we have classes tomorrow morning by 8.” He added, changing the topic while faking a yawn. He wanted her to think that he was already sleepy, so that she would try sleeping too, and then he could get to the meeting. His mother hated to be kept waiting.
“Yeah, right.” Emma replied reluctantly, wanting to talk more. She wasn’t really feeling sleepy at the moment. She guessed, she would have to beckon on it, though it wasn’t really hard since sleep had been her number one best friend.
’till Derek came around.’ Her mind said, taunting her.
She laughed it off, and decided to bid her boyfriend goodnight.
“Goodnight then.” She said, but still eager to hear his parting words.
“Just like that?” Derek said, causing her to laugh again.
” Should there be anything else? ” She asked playfully.
“Well, yes.” Derek replied, playing along.
” Something like…?” She asked.
“Emma!” Derek whisper-shouted, smiling out his frustration.
“Okay okay. Goodnight Darling.” Emma finally said, after putting her laughter under control.
“Goodnight babe. Sweet dreams.” Derek replied, blowing a kiss over the phone; not wanting to think of how he looked right now. His gamma would taunt him forever if he had been present to witness this.
“Alright, bye.” Emma said, before cutting the call.
Dropping the phone by the bedstand, she chuckled at herself, before laying down on her bed.
Closing her eyes to will sleep towards her, she heard the message beep from her phone.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
Hurriedly, she snatched the phone from its previous stay, and unlocked it.
A new message.
“Dream of me baby.” It read.