Alphas Possession
Alpha’s Possession By Jessica Hall Chapter 90

Alpha’s Possession By Jessica Hall Chapter 90

Read Alphas Possession by Jessica Hall Chapter 90

– Harlow hung up the moment she heard Rhen’s voice as he opened my door when they located mewhere I was still parked on the side of the road. Rhen said nothing as he peered down at me and Irested my head back on the headrest. “You got her to ring me.” I breathe and I close my eyes.

“No, but she was on the phone with Leon when we felt you freak out,” So she rang on her own accordnot because she was asked to? I swallowed and nodded my head.

“You’re not driving like that, climb over to the passenger seat,” Rhen said pushing on my arm to move.Sighing, I relent and do as he tells me, quickly moving to the other seat as he climbs into the car.

“Are we going home?” I ask him.

“Is that where you want me to drop you?” he asks and I turn my head to look at him.

“Are you all coming home?” I ask him and he purses his lips but says nothing.

“I want to go wherever you are all going,” I tell him. He nods once and we follow Raidon back to hisparent’s new place.

The Hamptons looking home was vast, and everything Elaine had always wanted, it was also out of thecity and surrounded by forest. Rhen pulls into the garage and shuts the car off before climbing out.Elaine stood by the door staring at the cars as she worried her lip between her teeth. Even here! foundno comfort, even surrounded by my mates. When I don’t climb out of the car, Raidon opens my doorlooking at me expectantly,

“Come on, Mum made lunch,” he tells me. And I nod once before he steps aside. I followed himthrough the house with neutral tones and high ceilings, it resembled a show home and I knew Elainewas very house proud, as she always had been.

“Are you staying the night dear?” she asked me as I stepped into the huge gallery-style kitchen thatoverlooked the living room with its open rooms and sweeping polished floors.

I looked at Raidon, it was his mother’s house, not mine and I wasn’t sure I was welcome despite herasking as I took a seat on the couch. Leon comes in moments later and watches me closely as hemoves toward the living area. I wanted to feel anger at him for draining me, for knocking me out yet! feltnothing but numb, desensitized to the anger I felt before.

He stops in front of me as if asking the question of my forgiveness. Yet it was me who should be askingfor theirs. When he doesn’t move to sit, I reach for him, gripping his wrist and tugging him to sit. Hesighs leaning against me, yet I could feel his burning hunger, the need to feed from his Alpha. Sostrong as it was Harlow.

“Yes, ma he is staying the night,” Raidon answers and I didn’t realize how much I was hoping he wouldsay yes until the words spilled from his lips. Elaine smiles fondly at her son, we were always close, andafter a while I found myself relaxing in her new home.

The night was long as my mates settled into the routine they had for the past few days here. Raidon sfather went to bed early having rounds at the local hospital that was understaffed right now, and he wascalled in for the early hour’s shift.

Elaine sat on the armchair across from us going through boxes of paperwork she needed to sort out.Rhen going over her finances from his laptop beside her, she hands him a folder and he accepts it,flicking through the pages for something he needed for her taxes.

Turning my attention back to the TV, I leave them be, before Rhen packs up his laptop, having finisheddoing whatever it was she asked of him. I watch as he stretches and yawns.

“It’s finished, I just need to send it in tomorrow,” he tells her before rising to his feet. He leans downpecking her cheek.

“I’m going to head to bed,” he tells her and she nods, going back to her task at hand of sorting throughthe office paperwork she had. Leon and Raidon are quick to follow after him and Leon stops behindElaine looking at me expectantly I sigh. I was much too wired for sleep yet the way he watched me Iknew he was asking for me to follow.

“I think I will do the same,” I tell Elaine, getting to my feet as she pulls out some journal; looking it overwith a confused expression. I lean down pecking her cheek and as she opens it.

“Night son,” she tells me, picking up whatever fell from between its pages and landed on the floor byher feet.

I followed Raidon and the others to a room upstairs where they had pushed two queen beds together. Itfelt awkward almost as if waiting for permission to rest with them.

Yet as they climbed into bed I found myself following and within moments of my head hitting the pillowmy eyes closed as their familiar scents surrounded me. Feeling the bed dip I went to roll when I felt thesharp pierce of Leon’s fangs as they sunk deep into my neck.

Turning my head so he had better access, my fingers found their way into his hair as I caressed hisscalp, his tongue lapping hungrily at me, enticing a moan from my lips as I pulled him on top of me, Hishard c***k dug into my stomach as he moved against me before pulling his fangs from my neck.

My blood dribbled down from his lips as he pulled back, his tongue poking out to lick it up as I held himin place.

Raidon groaned beside Rhen feeling Leon’s sudden arousal and mine as I relished his weight atop ofme, the feel him in my arms as he peered down at me. Gripping the back of his neck, I drew him

closer and he groaned as his lips moved against mine just as demanding as his fangs were embeddedin my neck. My tongue sweeps across his lips, and his lips part granting me access as tugged at his

boxers.

Yet before I could relish in the desire coursing through me, the door burst open and the light was flickedon Leon lurched to the side, as Elaine’s scent wafted to us, and I sat up rubbing my eyes against thebrightness of the light

“Geez mum, knock next time,” Raidon growls at her as he too sits up. Startled, peered toward the doorwhere Elaine stood white as a ghost. Alarm coursed through me seeing her so frightened and I tossedthe blanket back.

“Mum?” Raidon asked her as Rhen groaned at the lights.

“I made a mistake,” she whispers and my brows scrunch together in confusion. Her skin is clammy asshe steps into our room with the journall saw her with before I left the living room. Her hand shook asshe clutched it, the journal gripped so tight her knuckles were pressed white beneath her skin.

“Mum?” Raidon asks, but it was me she moved toward.

“I’m sorry, oh god, I’m so sorry,” she pleaded as tears began to steadily stream down her face.

“Sorry for what?” I ask her, completely confused by whatever had spooked her so much. The look onher face was as broken as the one she wore when she learned of my mother, one of immense grief andfear. Elaine wore that same look as she handed me the journal.

“She didn’t do it, she didn’t kill, Hana,” she murmured before her legs gave out from under her. Herknees hit the floor hard and Raidon rushed to her side, gripping her under the arms and hauling her toher feet.

“What are you talking about?” he demanded as I flicked open the journal wondering what she wastalking about. The first page is chocked with old photos, a photo of Harlow and Zara, and photos of

them with their parents. Yet it was turning the next page that had me startled beyond comprehension Itwas a drawing of my mother, so precise, so exact it was as if I was staring at her in real life.

“Harlow, son. She didn’t do it, she didn’t do it.” Elaine sobbed into her son’s shoulder just as the doorburst open again and his father came in search of his upset mate.

“Oh she’ll never forgive me for what I have done,” Elaine wailed as I flicked through the pages to replace adrawing of the car that she supposedly ran off the road before replaceing her writing scrawled on the pagestelling a different story of the one I knew.

One where my mother told her to run, yet the most shocking thing of all, her drawings one of the peopleI least expected to see, it was the lead investigator of the case, labeled above his head was murderer. Istared down at her neat handwriting, the wheels turning in my head as I saw everything from aperspective other than the one I was told.

The way she described my mother it was clear she felt safe in her presence not threatened, In thejournal I learned so much, tales of her fight, she spoke of her shame, and the blame she felt for hersister, her fear as she learned of my mother’s passing, worried they were still hunting her as they didthrough the forest for hours while she lay inside a hollowed log for three days, too scared to move andcovering her scent in thick mud.

Everything proving her innocence lay within the pages, along with everything we didn’t know and thepictures drawn by her hand of the men she feared from that day. My heart raced as I turned each pagebefore I looked up to see Elaine frightened.

She flinches as I stand as if she thought I would strike her for the blame she felt. Yet the moment !stood, the book fell to the bed, lost from her grip as I rushed toward the bathroom.

I barely made it as I threw up the contents of my stomach, sickened by my actions, sickened at what Ihad done to a woman just as innocent as she claimed she was My stomach twisted at the deep pit

forming as I realized just how truly I had f***ked up. The evidence is right there. Now I had no way ofmaking excuses for the things I had done. No way of making it up to her or correcting the wrongsmade.

All I could think was what have I done, what have done to the woman I loved, she would never forgiveme but I sure would try to make it up to her, if she would have me.

Thane POV

Every morning I awoke to replace myself in the den, savoring the last remnants of her scent. The past fourdays I had spent living alone, working alone, and just being on my own. Not one of them would take mycalls, I did however notice numerous calls going to Alpha Jake’s phone. I could feel their anxiousnessand the way they craved her. Which was the same way I did.

I pushed them too far, and in turn, pushed her to leave us. Yet locked in my depression I couldn’t bringmyself to face them. Felt their disappointment in me, crushed parts I refused for so long to allow to bebroken.

Or so I thought because now I realized they were never whole, to begin with. Some facade of which Ithought was whole. But I was just kidding myself, hiding behind my guilt, behind my anger.

My mother would be cursing my name for what I have done. I knew I should have gone with her, Ishouldn’t have let her go on her own and that is a mistake I will have to live with for the rest of my life.

Climbing the stairs from the den, I moved toward the kitchen counter where I had left my phone hopingby some miracle they had called, or I would replace a message saying she had returned to us. We had lostso much, but this time it wasn’t someone else that took from my mates, it was me and that guilt killedme the most.

Staring down at the screen I see no messages or missed calls and sigh. Dialing Raidon’s number thephone rings out. Setting it down I filled the jug before I pushed the button down on the kettle. Just as Ireach for my phone to try again; a message comes through from him.

Raidon: She is safe Three words and the relief they caused me was immense.

Me: You spoke with her? I send in return.

This was the first contact I had with any of them and I didn’t want to risk ringing and having him not

answer

Raidon: Yes, but you need to leave her alone, Thane. I know you are watching our calls and I know youknow where she is.

Me Come home Tell her to ring me then.

Raidon It’s not home without her

That is all he replies, it angers me and I set the phone down, Knowing better than to reply while angryRaidon is hot-headed and it is why we clash the most, I would get nowhere with him by arguing But hewas right, I knew she was with Jake, I also knew as much as we don’t get along, he knows better thanto hurt her

Our families are all connected. We may not see eye to eye, but there are some boundaries he willpush, like at work when he was pestering me about Harlow. Yet ultimately he knows better than tocross me Alphas are competitive by nature, he does it for the challenge but we both know who wouldwin that one despite him having more mates than me.

Technically he should be stronger, yet I was one thing he isn’t. I was Alpha of Alpha born. My motherwas never just my father’s mate but their equal, my mate’s submission only enhanced that ten-fold.

Making my coffee the phone vibrates on the counter and I glance at it before reaching for it.

Raidon: She wants to come home but she is too scared to

I stare at the screen pondering on what to reply. Yet every time I see Harlow that blistering angerreturns. All I see is her drenched in my mother’s blood, see Tara and the way she manipulated us alluntil we were too blind to see the possibilities she took from us. I never loved Tara, I thought I did. Zara,I fell in love with only to learn she was Harlow, and just like Tara she lied. She manipulated us intobelieving she was someone else and I wanted to punish her for it. Instead, I see punished all of US.

Me: Then tell her to come home.

Raidon: And what is she coming home to, Thane? She believes you want to kill her, or believes youwant to put her in rotation.

I sighed now regretting the words I told her. Not even I would be cruel enough to go through with it, norwould l subject my mates or myself to a broken mate bond by rejecting her. Or deprive my owndaughter of a mother. I needed her to fear me because her fear made my anger for her somehow seemplausible.

A minute or so passes when my phone vibrates again, only this time it is a picture message. One ofHarlow and her twin.The caption attached read. Her sister is alive, Jake faked her death.

My brows furrowed in confusion as I thought back to everything I knew, how was her sister alive? Whywould Jake lie about that? But that explains why he never joined the auctions again. Not once had Iseen his name listed in the monthly listings.

I assumed he found an Omega within his city or one on rotation, and that’s why he was pestering meabout Harlow. He had tried to cover his scent but I smelt the underlying hidden scent of an Omega on

him. That’s why it angered me so much when he asked about her. That and her fear of him when hecame to work that day.

Raidon: That is why he wanted her, Thane. Not for her, but for her sister.

Me You believe him? I asked.

Raidon I believe our mate, she is safe, but she wants to come home and I am not going to get her ifyou are going to lock her in that den or plan on hurting her after our daughter is born.

I swallow trying to wrap my head around this piece of information, it did explain Jake’s unrelenting helpafter my mother died. I thought it was for his mother but now I questioned those intentions.

Raidon: Thane, are you going to give me an answer? What will you do if she comes back?

Me I don’t know I answer honestly, knowing he would feel any deception. I didn’t know, yet without her,my pack would fall apart. Without her, I would go f***king insane with constant worry. Yet would sheeven come back? I knew I would drag her back kicking and screaming if needed but they would hateme more for it.

Getting dressed, I move about the house, ignoring my housekeeper’s vacuuming before grabbing mykeys off the dresser. Picking them up, I spot the old photo of my parents. Guilt gnaws at me, seeingtheir once happy faces. Guilt for letting her go alone that day.

Yet the longer i stared the more I felt her eyes scolding me, and the more I felt the disapproval I knewshe would feel over this situation. Growling, I stalk out of my room, intent to go to Elaine’s and speakwith them.

Their nervous energy and unease bit at me as I drove down my street, I needed to see them. Speakwith them and convince them to come home. Driving across town I am distracted as headed toward

Elaine’s new house where they were.

So distracted by my thoughts I hadn’t realized I was leaving the city until I saw the sign saying so.Cursing, I pulled over stopping on the side of the road about to rip a U-turn and head back yet thattugging feeling inside and the longing from the bond had me gripping the steering wheel.

My knuckles pressed tight beneath my skin and before I realized what was happening or I could stop it.I was having a panic attack.

I felt like I was dying, that my heart would stop at any second, as sweat beaded and rolled down myneck when my phone started ringing. My mates panic bleeding into me, enforcing my own. Solidifying itin place and I found myself frozen staring at the screen’s dash of their names popping up. I was losingmy damn mind, losing myself in grief, anger, and guilt.

Never in my life had I suffered a panic attack, yet my life was so chaotic and falling apart. The veryseams I had been trying to hold together tossed me blindly into the new experience. Names keptpopping up as Raidon, Leon and Elaine tried calling me.

I knew they could feel it and knew it would be a foreign feeling for them from me. Yet my hands werelocked on the steering wheel as I tried to break the course of the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

I could hear them in my head trying to talk to me, hear the mind link open yet I was muted, stunned,and embarrassed by what was happening. I felt weak, yet just as it would feel like it was easing anothersurge would rush through me.

The Bluetooth speaker started ringing again, a private number popped up while they kept telling me toanswer their calls, telling me to pick up and calm down. With great force, my finger slides over thebutton on the steering wheel.

“Thane?

“You‘re scaring everyone, please speak,” The moment I heard her voice I broke. The panic attackbroke and was replaced with the grief of what I lost I lost the family I created, I tried to hurt her, and yethere she was calling me despite fearing me.

Whether it was because she cared or she was calling for them or because they asked her to, I didn’tcare. Just relieved and destroyed at the same time hearing her voice.

You’re okay, Thane. I’m right here,” she tells me as I press my head against the steering wheel.Sucking in a huge lung full of air feeling as if my lungs had compressed.

“Breathe, Thane, it will pass. Just listen to my voice, and breathe,” she says and I nod, focusing on

her voice as she said while I cried stupidly into my steering wheel. I felt ridiculous, I didn’t even cry atmy parent’s funeral. I didn’t cry when Tara turned up dead. I never cried, I always saw it as weakness,and here I was crying over Harlow leaving us, crying over the shame I felt knowing I let my motherdown.

Crying over the woman I wanted nothing more than to protect but hurt beyond belief because I was toostubborn to see what was right in front of my face. She wasn’t capable of hurting anyone.

I blamed her so I didn’t have to blame myself for not going with my mother that day to get her. Rhenwas right, I blamed her because I needed to believe I hadn’t wasted the past couple of years hating theone woman I now loved.