Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

Chapter 63

The next few days went by without a complaint. Everyone seemed to settle with the idea of Thane accepting me, except me. No, worry gnawed at me each day at work. Waiting for that dreaded email to come through saying they couldn’t find my records or the blood test results from Raidon’s parents. Thankfully, they were called away and hadn’t had a chance to log in and get the results since his grandfather fell ill unexpectedly.

Raidon had been beside himself with worry on the phone with his parents daily. It was strange seeing how close all their families were. Except for Thane, like me, he was also on the outer circle looking in. Yet it was clear he adored all his inlaws, including Leila, who was constantly harassing him for nieces and nephews as she was right now. She wasn’t even shy about her demands, even though I was sitting across from her as we all ate lunch in the conference room.

“Have you set up a nursery? What about a color scheme? I can help,” Liela asks. Thane sighs, setting his fork down and stretching his arms above his head before draping his arm across the back of Leon’s chair.

“Leila, just stop. You know, we have the old nursery set up still from Harlow. Give her a chance to settle in.” I choke on my food hearing that, inhaling it with my gasp. Near-death by fried rice. I retch and heave, trying to suck in air when Rhen pats my back, Raidon rushing over to me with a glass of water.

“You alright?” He worries as I gulp down the water. I nod my head before swallowing what tried to kill me.

“Yep, went down the wrong pipe,” I rasp out and he lets out a breath going back to his seat.

“Have you showed Zara? What did she think of it?” Leila continues talking about me as if I am not there. I shrink in my chair, glancing around to see Thane watching me.

“She’ll see it when she is ready.” Thane tells her, when she begins to shoot out more questions. Leon growis, his hand smacking the table and she jumps.

“Leila, stop. Can’t you see how uncomfortable you’re making her?” Leon snaps. I was thankful he put a stop to her never-ending questions, only to be made more uncomfortable by their watchful gazes when all eyes are suddenly on me.

Leila blushes, fixing her white blazer and doing up the button. “I should get back to work. Make sure you ring me when you know how your grandfather is doing, Ray,” she says, getting to her feet and gripping Raidon’s shoulder as she passes. Her fingers gave him a squeeze. My eyes locked on her fingers, touching him and before I could stop myself, a feral snarl slipped past my lips when Rhen drops his arm across my shoulders, tugging me to him.

I know it was irrational. She is their family, yet she touched what’s mine. I shake my head at my claim. When did I start seeing them as mine? But the possessiveness I felt at the small gesture sent my blood boiling.

I wanted to tear her fingers off him and rip her damn

wide and her lips parting. “Sorry, Zara.–” she doesn’t finish what she was going to say and instead rushes out. Thane quirks an eyebrow at me before smirking while my face flushes with heat at what

his

my neck. I instantly relaxed in his embrace, his calling slipping out while his hands wandered lower as he kissed up my jaw. I tilt my head, offering him more of my neck when Rhen clears his throat beside

wait. We have

seat. I squeak when he shoves me against the table,

hands were already reaching for my skirt,

whining, or I won’t share,” Raidon growls at him as he rips my panties down. The

under weight before Leon’s lips crash down on mine as he climbs onto the huge oak table. His tongue invades my mouth hungrily, tasting every inch when

at work was one thing, but I knew there were cameras in here. My eyes dart to the one in the corner. “Only we have access to these cameras,”

purrs while gripping my hips and dragging me to the edge. Rhen grips my knee, and Leon slides off the table on my other side and grabs the other. I cover my face at the view of them all staring between my legs as they spread me wide for

purrs, sliding a finger inside me and corkscrewing it out. I moan,

brushing my clit. Endless moans spill from my lips when Raidon dropped to his knees, his hot mouth covering me entirely while

the noises leaving me. Weight on my left, bearing down on my knee and opening me wider

over my clit forces me to relax under the discomfort. I rock my hips as best I can with the way

as both our mates play with me

in such a

mine as I try to sit up, the force sending me back against the table. “Let Thane deal with it,” he mumbles against my lips when his phone starts ringing in

mail off. When Raidon’s

shoulder. He sighs

his phone and walking off. I hastily pulled my skirt down and climbed off the table while I had the chance. Turning to find Thane sitting back at