Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

Read Alphas Possession by Jessica Hall Chapter 88 – Harlow POV

Four days Later

I thought coming here and finding my sister that rest would come easy, that I would find my place here after a day or two, yet I craved my den even though I despised being held prisoner in it, it was going to send me mad, yet being here was much the same. I had no place, not here, not even with my sister.

Zara was my home for so long that I thought waking up the following morning I would find that home again with her, but all I found was just the opposite. It was far from that reality I once found safety in.

Now I had no home, and what I craved for home was toxic. What my instincts told me to go back to was unhealthy, yet still i craved that familiarity because sitting here watching my sister with her mates, getting the support and love she always craved and wanted within a pack, something I never had, made me feel even more lonely. I was like the third wheel, or ninth in her case.

Eight mates, I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact she had so many, yet at this point I would take any one of mine, even if it was Thane’s overbearing a*s, just to feel like I had someone, because this place wasn’t mine and never would be, this was not my home and she was no longer my safe place.

So far from the reality we once shared and now all I see was the distance between us, how far removed we were from each other now. We were twins, connected in the most sacred and pure of ways but she had suffered a great loss, she was no longer the girl I remembered and neither was I.

Gone were the two girls joined at the hip, polar opposites, yet one in the same. Now I was Harlow, an identity I just got back and I wasn’t even sure who she was anymore. And Zara was traumatized, stuck on the loss of her daughter, stuck in a past I couldn’t relate to because I wasn’t there for her when she needed me.

I no longer knew how to bring her back from the brink and she didn’t know how to bring me back from the coldness seeping into me, we had become identical strangers. Our wants and needs changed over those couple of years. Only now had i realized I learned to live without her, learned to be on my own, only now did I truly realize how alone that was.

No one in my corner, no one to watch my back and I suddenly found myself walking a path never deemed for me, One that wasn’t either of ours and that reliance on one’s self, now had me recognizing the trauma that it had caused me.

She left a bad place and found a home, I left a bad place and found loneliness, found emptiness. Zara now carried children that would grow up loved and safe, with support and stability while I carried a child that would have only me. I would get no support and once again I found myself in that familiar helpless place of being on my own.

For a second I let myself believe that I had one and that was in that dreaded den he kept me in, that miserable place made me comfortable in my misery yet it was mine or supposed to be and I lost that too.

I was starting from scratch again when I never had scratch to begin with. Fallen from the heavens of what a pack meant and back down the rabbit hole trying to crawl my way back to that sense of hope a pack offered. And that clarity smashed into me heavily when Jake came to sit with me on the huge verandah of a place I would never find home in.

“I made you hot chocolate,” he says, passing me the mug and handing me the blanket draped over his arm.

gave me while making sure no part of him touched me. I felt contagious, like a plague infected me. Everyone was so careful to keep their distance and I suddenly missed touch, suddenly missed the pack that never wanted me because they were the one thing that

says after moments of stretched

disrupting her, having her so close disrupted me too. Omegas were never meant to be sister wives, which to me is funny given we were sisters, yet my presence now made

sent her on the hunt and it was only moments before she attacked me that her senses came back to her and she

somewhere in town to stay,”I tell him, looking out at the rolling hills that surround this place. It was a slice of heaven out here, yet not even heaven would have me in

smile at him knowing it must be hard and an adjustment having two Omegas under

is close enough that you can come over to see her when you like, we usually stay there when Zara puts us in the

you she can’t cook for sh*t, just smile and

before pausing. He reaches into his pocket and

“But Thane,”

without me

I panic,, worried about my sister’s state

avoid them forever, and honestly I am surprised Thane hasn’t come here already, I know he

not worried about Thane?”

his Omega, and I know what I would do if someone took mine. No because I know he won’t hurt you

used to be close to Thane?”

other, always competitive though, we never had a brotherly relationship. But Hana, I loved

it was Hana that bought you from the Auction, Thane never bid, it was his mother, he didn’t

it’s better that way. Omegas are flighty

“Hana was in a facility?” I ask him and he nods. “Yes, with my mother and Elaine, they grew up in that place together,” Jake tells me

me what happened. We faked her death hoping to bring you here and help you find a pack. But when I found out it was Thane, I knew you would be in safe hands, that Hana would look after you, but then she was

through his dark hair.

the investigations but we got nowhere, it was almost like it was some cover up,” “But Mr. Black gave your money back?” I asked him and he nodded. I kind of felt guilty, because I did suspect it was the Obsidian pack for years, I just had no proof. He must have

says, shaking his head. “The money we gave to Omega aid, Thane’s mother was a humanitarian in a sense. Hana tried to