Page 43 of Alpha’s Possession

What a bloody nightmare today turned out to be! I make my way back to the office. I shift in the loading docks and take the fire escape back up to the top floor. I don't feel like strolling through the main lobby buck naked. I have already made a spectacle of myself.

I know the papers tomorrow will read that my pack went into a rut over a damn Omega, which is far from the truth. I was merely protecting my mate. Yet, if mine and Rhen's roles had been reversed, I couldn't have left her with those monsters either. I would have fought to keep her safe, and that thought irks me more than it should.

Cuts and scrapes litter most of my body, and the authorities are dealing with the two dead bodies in the alleyway. They will meet me back here to go over everything. The media will, of course, blame this entire thing on me. I am their favorite scapegoat.

When I reach the top floor and push the busted fire escape door open, I discover Leila has duct-taped her brother to a chair. She has a nasty bite on her neck. He really sank his teeth into her and bit out a chunk. Even with her healing powers, it is going to take a while for that to heal. It is no doubt from her brother. It is cannibalistic, and I can see Leila is furious at being treated like a chew toy.

"I told you I am sorry. What more do you want?" Leon pleads with his sister as he struggles to get out of the duct tape.

"My skin back, for one! You bit a bloody mouthful out of me! You're so gross. And you got your slobber on me!" she snarls back, baring her fangs at him.

"It was an accident and not that big of a deal. I went into a rut. I just bit you a little too hard. It'll heal; you know it will. Stop being so dramatic over one little nibble."

She puts her hand on her hips and glares daggers at him. "That only makes it more gross, you asshole! Being blood-crazed is one thing. You can't help yourself when you just need blood down your throat. But this is ten times worse!" Leila shrieks, pointing an accusing finger at him.

"You fang-raped me. I'm your fucking sister! Keep your horny, blood-crazed fangs away from me! You just wait until I tell Mom and Dad about this. It's not like you can hide it. You fucking asshole. Do you bite your mates like this? Just take a giant bite out of him like he's some snack for you?" She rubs her neck, which is healing.

It’s still a bloody mess, but it is at least healing. "You little shit. I can't believe you put your cock-sucking lips on my neck." She shudders, and I shake my head at their bickering.

"You taste like shit, anyway; I’ve licked asses that taste better," Leon snaps back at her. He holds his tongue out and spits, as if trying to get the taste of her out of his mouth. "Stop being a drama queen and let me go."

"I would hope I taste like mother-fucking-ass. I’m your damn sister, you bloodsucking leech," she snarls. She grabs a red and black stapler the size of my fist and throws it at the center of his chest. It hits him with a meaty thump and he growls, thrashing from side to side to get revenge.

"Bitch!" he roars.

For the love of god, please, someone strike me down so I don't have to listen to this shit. I am not in the mood for this crap. I rub my temples, praying that these two will magically find peace and shut the fuck up.

"Huh, you make no sense," Leila snaps, and I growl. Their argument sends me through every level of hell, some multiple times. My eye can't twitch anymore, and the pounding headache threatens to be the background music for the rest of my life.

How bad would it be for me if I toss them both out the window? Though, I like Leon. The man knows how to suck cock. Would he forgive me if I kill his sister and spare him? Would it really be that wrong? Anyone locked in a room with them for five minutes would empathize and class it as self-defense. These two would surely cause even the sanest people to go mad with their bitching.

I am, however, glad that Leon is under control, but I wish I had a mute button for these two. Besides, the office looks like a tornado just blew through. Crap is everywhere and torn to shreds. It will take time to set it all right, and I have no interest in doing any of it.

Maybe I should take them to the ground floor before I kick them off the side of the building and watch them go splat on the concrete.

I growl as their bickering reaches a new level. Muzzles for both of them and a leash for Leon. Leon can just be quiet and pretty for me, and Leila can just be fucking quiet. She jumps out of her seat and slowly turns to see what’s going on.

She freezes, body tensing and eyes widening as she stares at my body before the blood rushes into her cheeks, and she jerks her head to the side, staring at the ground. "Sorry," she grumbles.

"Keep your whorish eyes off my damn mate!" Leon screeches.

When I feel better, I will take my frustrations out on Leon's ass for all of this nonsense.

"What are you going to say to Mom when I tell her you were eye-fucking my mate?" Leon screeches at her. I shake my head at him.

"I was not, Leech!" She sneers while Leon growls at her before looking back at me.

"What happened?" Leon asks, almost in a panic. It took him long enough to notice anything is wrong.

"Zara is fine. Raidon and Rhen are taking her to her apartment," I tell him as I move to the desk where I dumped my clothes. I start tugging them on just as the elevator doors open and two officers enter the foyer.

"Mr. Keller, I just need you to sign these statements and we are good to go. Witnesses verified that you were protecting your mate, Rhen?" I nod my head.

"Yes, he mind-linked me," I tell them while zipping my pants, and they nod. I already gave my statement, but the crowd became too big and I asked them to finish it here; I don't feel like having more of my nudes leaked on the internet. The media are vultures; they love displaying everything my pack does, seeing as we are only one of three Alpha Packs in the state. The Obsidian Pack is one, the other is Black Mountain Pack, also to the north of the city.

The officer takes a seat at the desk, pulls the paperwork out, and writes a few things down.

"The Omega woman, we can’t find any record for her. Do you know how long she has resided in the city?" the female officer asks. I can tell she is an Alpha female, and the way she sneers at the word 'Omega' irritates me.