Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

Read Alphas Possession by Jessica Hall Chapter 81 – Two weeks Later.

Thane and Rhen would come down at dinner time every two days and chuck their washing in the washing machine. Thane would always command me not to move until they both left but other than that one sentence, I was never granted more in the way of conversation. I was beginning to forget what my own voice sounded like.

Yet every two days, I get to dry and fold it. It is incredible how such a silly task would become the highlight of my day those days. It was something to cure the boredom, if only momentarily.

Yet today, when Thane came back down to retrieve it, I peered over the side of my Den. I didn’t bother moving, knowing he

would command me to remain still if I did. It seemed pointless and was just unnecessary pain.

He moved toward the basket of folded clothes tucking it under his arm. Only when he turns around, he doesn’t head for the stairs. He stops at the edge of the Den.

I stared at him, wondering what he wanted, when he reached into his jacket pocket. He then tosses something on the cushioned floor. I stared at it, not daring to move toward it in case it was some sort of trick.

“Rhen linked it to his card,” is all he says before he walks off and up the stairs. I only move to retrieve the device when I hear the door shut and lock in place-a kindle. I stared at the device, and tears pr***ked my eyes. I was crying over the

stupid device; I couldn’t even tell you if they were happy or sad tears. I was just crying for something so stupid. So basic. It wasn’t a TV, but it was something. I always loved reading, but one, I could never really afford books, two, they were a bitch to carry while on the run.

Raidon POV

Leon needed blood, he had gone two weeks with only feeding on us, and his hunger was burning out of control. I already checked with my mother, who said while not ideal, it wouldn’t hurt our baby to feed on her, though it would weaken her physically because were babies weren’t like human babies, they were more durable, yet the mother wasn’t.

her, the baby growing far bigger than most in the short time werewolf pregnancy’s last. Werewolf pregnancy only lasts 16 weeks, and Harlow should roughly be six weeks along now, so

why I insisted on cooking tonight. Thane rarely lets someone in the kitchen

more than that, but for some reason, he was using food as a punishment since he

Leon down there. He needs blood,”

What if he loses control

down there while we are sleeping and kills her?” I argue. She isn’t human, and we have more blood pumping in our systems than a human, and my mother would never risk her grandchild if she thought it would kill Harlow or the baby.

is okay?” I nod; he just couldn’t feed off her too long. And Harlow would feel weak and

his lips in a line. “Once a

Thane tells him.

like watching someone go through drug

week, he was okay with just our blood, then he started to get antsy, but now he is

Leon, you can’t be feeding on her

had another question that no one had addressed yet. What are we going to do with Leon if Thane kills her?

and I sn**tch the plate of food off the bench and head for the

silent, depressingly so, but damn, was her scent potent locked in here. Leon

her eyes widen as she gets to her feet. Only when she does, do I

he follows us down the steps; I was hoping to ask if she was okay,

table along with the bowl of soup. If he is giving her a choice, surely she would