Page 39 of Alpha’s Possession

"Great, Zara. You’ve put me in a fucking horrid position right now," he snarls as if I have any control over my body.

When the doors open, Rhen grabs my arm, pulling me through the foyer quickly and outside into the fresh air. The cool breeze only gives a brief reprieve as he hauls me down the street toward the pharmacy.

When I feel my toes curl and my pupils dilate, I know I am in serious trouble. My hands clutch Rhen's shirt. He stiffens and stops. His nostrils flare as he picks up my scent before his eyes dart around nervously. He curses, ripping off his jacket in the hopes it would cover my scent as he tucks me beside him, draping it over me. My fingers sneak into his untucked shirt and I moan. Even that small amount of contact causes slick to dampen my thighs and ruin my pants; as if this isn't embarrassing enough. Rhen growls but grips my hand, shoving it inside his shirt to try to let it lessen the effects of my heat.

Growls and auras suddenly fill the air, supercharging it and making me hyper aware of the heat raging through me. Goosebumps rise on my entire body at the charged air, and despite my best efforts to not react, it still affects me. It’s a promise that will end my pain, no matter how much my rationality fights it. Rhen curses when we hear other Alphas picking up my scent and he shoves me down a small alleyway between two stores, hiding me behind a dumpster.

"I swear if Thane punishes me for this, you'll cop it," he snarls at me, and I wonder what he means. He starts yanking at my pants, and my eyes widen in horror. No!

"Stop!" I grit out.

"I'm trying to help you. Unless you want every fucking Alpha hunting you down?" Rhen snarls, but I panic at the thought of losing my virginity next to a smelly dumpster.

Rhen rips at the button on my pants, trying to undo them when my hand moves. The sound of my hand connecting with his face echoes in the small space. My palm stings and his head whips to the side, but he stops. The growl that leaves him is menacing as he turns his face back to look at me. I glare at him only to whimper at the murderous look he gives me, shocked that I just slapped him. I slapped my boss! And not just any boss, but a fucking Alpha!

Chapter Thirty-Three

~Harlow~

Rhen snarls and slams his hands against my chest, knocking me into the brick wall behind me. His fingers lock around my throat and I watch in horror as his canines extend from his bottom and top gums. He snarls, pressing his face closer while I smash my fists against his chest and shoulders, trying to shove his weight off. Me slapping him challenged him, and I can tell he wants me to submit as he fights for control over his instincts.

I am beginning to see that control is something they don't really have much of. Howls ring out loudly in the distance as my heat-ravaged body floods the air with pheromones. Fear coils and writhes inside me, and his Alpha dominance is only fueling it, making my scent even more potent. My body wants to give in to the demands of the Alpha holding me, if only to ease the discomfort. Luckily, however, I’m not in full-blown heat yet, so I have some control over my own baser instincts before submitting to him.

I gasp, choking as his fingers dig in, his aura obliterating my self-preservation and what resistance I have left.

"I am trying to fucking help you," he growls, inches off my face, looking more like a monster than a man.

He doesn’t understand. I’m drowning in so much de-scenter that he can’t pick up the sickly sweet scent of my virginity. I sure as shit don't plan on losing it next to a stinking dumpster where homeless people sleep—where I had slept before. I know how much spit and god knows what else is on this ground. Rhen shoves me, letting me go. My legs buckle and I catch myself against the bin. My fingers grip it feebly as I fight to remain standing under the intensity of his aura. He growls, glaring down at me.

"I am not rejecting you or challenging you," I breathe out, trying to catch my breath. I'm not stupid. I know Omegas need Alphas just as much as they need us.

"Fucking looks like it," he snarls as I catch my breath. "I tried, but you're too far gone. You don't want my help. Fine. You're on your own. Good luck fighting them off," Rhen snaps, turning away from me.

Panic courses through me at his words. Would he really abandon me here, leave me for whoever may stumble across me? I can feel them getting closer, and the air feels hotter, thicker as I breathe the pheromones they project back at me as they seek out the source of my pheromones. Rhen takes a step away, and fear has me moving. I clutch his shirt.

"Don't leave me," I stammer, and he stops, prying my hands from his button-down shirt. He growls, walking off when I hear a thud further up the alleyway. My heart hammers in my chest and I twist my head, spotting fluorescent eyes gleaming back at me before hearing another thud. Another Alpha wolf jumped off the balcony above the shop and onto the dumpster below.

Rhen shakes his head, about to walk off and leave me to fend for myself. I cringe, knowing I have no way to escape this without him.

"I'm a virgin," I murmur, and he stops. He turns, looking back at me. "I am not rejecting you. I just don't want to lose my virginity against a dumpster," I tell him before whimpering as another Alpha aura reaches me from the way we came in. I am effectively blocked off, and now I am prey.

"Bullshit!" Rhen snarls. Tears burn my eyes and spill over when the two Alphas in their wolf forms start fighting each other over who will get me.

"I swear, Rhen. Please, you can't leave me here," I tell him, jumping when they smash into the dumpster I’m cowering behind. Rhen snarls, stalking toward me, and I shriek, thinking he is going to attack me when he grabs the front of my blouse, jerking me closer. He buries his face in my neck and snarls.

"All I can smell is your heat and de-scenter," he snaps.

"I'm not lying," I squeal as he goes to shove me away. I clutch his shirt in panic as the other Alpha joins the fray. How Rhen is able to hold himself together while remaining so close to me is shocking. Maybe because he has a pack, and packs generally share.

Rhen curses before jamming his hand inside my pants. I squeal as he forces his finger inside me, which slowly turns into a moan as tingles spread across my flesh. He jerks his hand back, making me look at him. I wonder if he felt the tingles too. He must have because he has to shake himself. He gives me a strange look before staring at his fingers.

"How did you do that? Only mates—" he shakes his head before he jams the finger he shoved inside me in his mouth. I feel all the blood rush to my face in mortification. Gross! Though he doesn't seem to think so.

Despite this, the effect is instantaneous. His pupils dilate, removing all color, and his nostrils flare. The lewd groan that leaves him makes my knees weak. Slick further drenches my thighs at his reaction when he is suddenly ripped away from me and thrown across the pavement.

My scream is deafening as the wolf shifts back to the man. A very naked man. His savage look makes me cower as he sucks in a deep breath. His chest rises and falls heavily with his harsh breaths. His canines protrude, and his eyes reflect my terrified face as I stare into the onyx gleam. I try to press behind the dumpster when one of the other wolves attacks him.

I see Rhen shake himself while I back up further, cornered in the tight spot I am trapped in. A brown wolf lunges at me when Rhen attacks it. He shifts instantly and starts ripping into him. Fur and blood spray everywhere, coating the concrete. I hear the other two wolves stop their fight before circling around Rhen, whose aura easily outweighs all of theirs. The wolf Rhen attacked shifts back, and the other two circle him before he speaks.