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.

would be more draining on her, the baby growing far bigger than most in the short time werewolf pregnancy’s

tonight. Thane rarely lets

he just prepared full of minestrone soup, I kept trying to tell him she needed more than that, but for some reason, he was using food as a punishment since he couldn’t punish her the way he does

there. He needs blood,” I tell

he loses control

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

nod; he just couldn’t feed off

in a line. “Once a

Thane tells him.

it was like watching someone

get antsy, but now he is irritable, erratic, and constantly needs

feeding on her every day like you were

that no one had addressed yet. What are we going to do with Leon if Thane kills her? Also, the baby? A baby needs its mother. And I honestly don’t believe I could rip it out of

and I sn**tch the plate of food off

potent locked in here. Leon growls behind me, and as I

gave her in her hands. She lifts her head before her eyes widen as she gets to her feet. Only

the steps; I was hoping to ask if she was okay, to speak with

and Thane takes the plate from me, setting it on the table along with the bowl of soup. If he is giving her a choice, surely she would pick