Alphas Possession

Alphas Possession by Jessicahall Chapter 24

“What do you want?” Raidon asks, startling me. I bite my lip to keep the words from passing my lips and ignore Raidon. It isn’t like I have any money left to buy anything to eat anymore. Because of those assholes and their stupid attempts to get me fired, I had to give my last few dollars to Vadum to drive me to their stupid mansion.

I didn’t want to lose my only job, and all my attempts to go out of my way to keep it resulted in getting attacked by Leon. Raidon growls at my silence and places an order at the window. He drives through to the next window. My stomach growls in hunger, and at this point, I’m thankful that Raidon decided to turn on the radio to kill the silence in the car, so he couldn’t hear how hungry I am.

He retrieves the paper bag with food, pays the worker and tosses the bag onto my lap, making me jump in my seat. 11 “Eat your goddamn food and point me in the direction of that dump you live at,’ Raidon says and pulls his back on the main road. A little shaken up, I show him the way to my old apartment building.

Since that is the address, I put on my resume. I can’t let any of them know that I am homeless. If Thane were to find out about my living situation, he would use it as the reason to fire me and rid them of me for good. Despite the horror and misery I have to endure next to my bosses, I can’t afford to lose my job, so I have to suck it up. I don’t dare to touch the food he threw at me inside the car. I don’t trust my hands which are still trembling from the entire ordeal I found myself stuck in, the cold, and Raidon’s aura so close to me. He parks his car out the front of the shitty L DO apartment building and stares ahead at the road as if the view around here disgusts him.

he says, dismissing me like a servant. I retrieved my bag from the footwell of the car and the paper

feeder working for us,” Raidon growls out right before I shut the car door. He’s speeding off before I manage to blink, let alone snap back at him. Is it my fault now? How? Your stupid mate attacked me, and now I’m to blame for his lack of control? Those men, they’re impossible! All of them! Taking deep breaths to calm myself, I stand at the side of the street and stare after

As I look around and notice a few darker alleys ahead of me, I quicken my step, a little scared to roam alone in the streets in the middle

which hedge I stuffed my backpack in earlier, and it takes me twenty agonizing minutes, but I finally locate it. Once the backpack is in my hands, I glance around nervously to make sure no one has seen me slip past the open gates of the loading dock. I double and even triple-check my surroundings before I spot the smoke- mart store

seconds to shut off the alarm before it alerts the security company that guards this building during the night. My hands shake

slim gap behind one which is filled with old, broken computers and some parts. I drag the shelf slightly forward to create a tiny space where I can make a mini makeshift den. No one should be able to see me back INO OTIC should be able to see me back here, behind all the broken parts, and I doubt many people

the cold floor and rummage through my backpack. I rustle out my blanket and some extra layers of clothing before grabbing my dirty laundry and making a bed out of it. It’s not much, but at the very least, I have somewhere dry to stay and sleep. I sit on the improvised bed and the open paper