Page 91 of Alpha’s Possession

I’m not expecting the hand she whips at me. Her claws rake across my face as she slaps me, and I can see my blood spray across her face.

"Go claim your fucking whore then!" she yells at me before getting to her feet.

Rhen glares at me. Are they seriously not going to help me with her? It angers me more that they would watch her lose her shit at me and do nothing to help. She is causing a fucking scene! This is bad for all of us.

I can feel them all glaring at me as she goes to stalk off. I reach for her, wrapping my arm around her waist. She thrashes before tossing her head back. It connects with my nose, and I hear the sickening crack. Blood spurts out, forcing me to drop her. I growl, grabbing for her again, and shoving her against the car door. Raidon growls at me. I glare at him.

"Stand down!" I snap at them when he goes to grab me, along with Rhen. He freezes under my command. They all do. Except Harlow, who continues to thrash in my grip.

"Stop!" I scream in her face. She fights it, but eventually complies as the command washes over her. She glares daggers at me. I’m about to order her into the car, when she spits in my face.

I grit my teeth. If she were a man, I would have pummeled her for that. Instead, I growl, my grip on her tightening as I open the door and shove her in the back seat. She kicks the door open when I try to close it, and her heel comes off when I try again. She growls as I shut it. I wipe her spit off my face, when the door flies open and her heel smashes me in the side of my face.

"I hate you! You fucking asshole! I hope you get fucked up the ass with a pineapple, you Alphahole!" she drunkenly screams at me, trying to get out of the car. I grab her arms, shoving her back in. My knee is pressing between her legs as I push her further in, pinning her to the seat while my mates growl at me, wanting to pull me off her but unable to move while still under my command.

"Get off me!" she screams, thrashing and kicking.

"Keep fighting me, Harlow, and I’ll pull up that fucking, non-existing dress and spank your ass in front of everyone out here! Now stop, unless you want your bare ass across the front page of every damn newspaper by morning."

"Fuck you!" she sneers at me.

"Submit," I warn her.

"No!" she snarls, glaring at me.

"Submit!" I scream the order in her face, sick of her stupid little games. She wants to act like a damn animal? I will treat her like one! She whimpers, and tears fill her eyes as she tries to fight it, before finally submitting and bearing her neck to me.

The moment she does, I sink my canines into her neck. She screams, the sound deafening. She will get no pleasure from my bite, just pain, to show her who is in charge. I hear our mates’ whimpers behind me when I use our bond to knock her out. They want to kill me as I force all my anger into the mark, making it as painful as possible. She will think twice about crossing me now.

Chapter Seventy-One

~Rhen~

Anger courses through me as I am forced to watch him make her submit. He never does that to us, and I feel her pain vibrate through the bond, the betrayal she feels. Thane climbs out of the car, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Get in the car. We’re going home," he snaps, yet we all remain where we are. I can't believe he just did that. It was cruel, and he knows it. Yet, he feels no remorse for his actions. Almost as if he enjoyed hurting her. Like some sick form of vengeance for his mother.

"I said get in the car," he snarls at us.

Leon whimpers as the command rolls over us, his feet moving toward the car. Both mine and Raidon's hands whip out, stopping him. Thane raises an eyebrow at our challenge. He can make us submit, but if he does, we will never forgive him.

"I had no choice. Look at how many people are watching with their fucking phones out," he snaps at us. We had drawn a crowd, and this will be splashed over every paper tomorrow. The headlines will no doubt read about how harshly Thane treated an Omega. It doesn't look good, but she wasn't in control of her actions. He knows how territorial Omegas are, and he reeks of Sarah. What did he expect?

"Get in the—" his words cut off when her irritating, nasally voice reaches my ears. He drops the command as Sarah rushes across the road, her heels clicking furiously.

"Alpha! Alpha!" she calls out. I turn, about to tell her to fuck off, but we are indeed surrounded by many onlookers and are in enough hot water already.

"What, Sarah?" Thane asks as she slows to a stop beside him. She bats her fake lashes at him, and I can feel his hatred toward her through the bond.

"I know you are having trouble with your Omega. And I wonder, maybe you're looking for a replacement? She doesn't seem to be very submissive."

Is this whore for real right now? I am astonished at how desperate she is coming across. Gold-digging whore! She knows we have an Omega. Now I kind of wish Thane let Harlow at the bitch. She steps closer, brushing her hands down his chest. Raidon growls at her.

"We will talk about this tomorrow at work," he tells her, glancing around at the people watching.

"No, Sarah, you are—" I say, before being cut off.

"We will discuss it at work tomorrow," Thane growls.