Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

Chapter 70

Bree stumbles back, also drunk, and Harlow grasps her wrists before she falls back onto the table, both of them in fits of giggles with the other girls they were with. They must be Bree’s friends because we all knew other than Bree, Harlow had none. Probably because she was a fucking liar

Climbing the few steps that led to the booth, a furious growl tears out of me, and they all go quiet. Bree jumps in fright, and Harlow rolls her eyes at me.

“And that would be the fun police here to drag me away!” she snarls, leaning heavily against the girl beside her as she slurs her words. I reach out to grab her wrist, and she growls at me, jerking her wrist out of my grip. I glanced around at the other girls, who all stared at her with worry

“She is fine, Thane. I will make sure she gets home okay,” Bree slurs her words. I shake my head.

“Harlow, get up!” I snap at her. She giggles, and Rhen comes up behind me. “Bree!” he spits through gritted teeth. My eyes run the length of Harlow, and she might as well have been naked for all the coverage her clothes gave her. Rhen, also noticing how she is dressed, reaches down and grabs her wrist, ripping her out of the booth.

She smacks into his chest when she stumbles forward. “Why are dressed like that?” I snarl at her.

“Why do you fucking care?” she retorts. I growl at her tone, and Rhen tugs his jacket off, trying to drape it over her, but she flings it off.

“I am not leaving,’ she says.

“Yes, you fucking are! I will drag you out kicking and fucking screaming if need be.” I tell her, gripping her arm when she tries to tug out of Rhen’s grip.

“Hey, come on, Thane. No need to be rough with her,” Bree tells me, touching my arm. I shake her arm off and glare at her.

you do whatever the fuck you want

Alpha. Or my

hers! Now sit the fuck down and mind your own damn business. I know you talked her into this stupid shit. No way would

Just as Raidon spots us looking relieved, he makes his way toward us while Rhen struggles with steering Harlow out of the place. Mostly because she didn’t want to leave.

I hear Harlow murmur just as Sarah comes racing over,

on her mates for the past few days. The savage noise that leaves her has everyone around us back up, including Sarah, who stares at her, horrified when Harlow

waist and her claws narrowly miss the Sarah’s face

to kill her and everyone around us scatters while I try to keep a hold of her. Sarah tucks tail and runs, now realizing why we had shown no interest in her advances at

them, relieved they wouldn’t have to

me between the legs. I grunt and freeze, seeing black as I fight the urge not to choke on my damn balls that felt like they were now in my throat. I grip

When that doesn’t work, and I adjust my grip on her, she sits up and goes limp in my arms,

a

fucking whore with you?” she screams at me, tears streaking down her face with her

turns to dead weight in my arms. “Stop it! Or I will go back and drag her out and mark her in front of you! Is that what you fucking want?”

blood sprays across hers. “Go claim your fucking whore then!” she yells at me before getting to her feet. Rhen glares at me. Were they seriously not going to

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at me and do nothing to help. She was causing a fucking scene! That is bad for all of

went to stalk off. I reach for her, wrapping my arm around her waist, and she thrashes before tossing her head back. It connects with my nose, and I hear the sickening crack, blood spurts

growls at me, and