Alphas Possession

Chapter 39

Thane POV

Something about her scent bothered me as I left my mates with her. I wanted to go back in there with them. To wrap my body around hers with my mates even though I hated her. There was just something about the little Omega that called to me. I couldn’t go back in there.

If I did, there would be no escaping the feeling that she was making me feel. Feelings that I had tried to deny while in there before running from the place. It had been years since I set foot in that Den, yet seeing her heat-ravaged body; it killed me leaving her there.

The way it had made my blood burn as her hands moved over my chest. Ripping at my clothes. Trying to pull my clothes from my body so that she could reach my skin. Her fingers scrabbled at my shoulders, gripping me tight like! was a drug that she needed.

I tried to forget how her tongue had felt, licking up the side of my neck before moving lower and licking the hard ridges of my chest and abdomen. The thick scent of her arousal bloomed in the air, making my mouth water to taste her. To tease her, to ease the burning haze, the Omega felt.

me, testing my control more than I liked. I had wanted to take Zara in our den, and bind her hands down so that I could pull the pleasure from her until she cried out for me. Begging me for more of what I alone could give

sent me insane. Her slick heat coating my erection, fuck… I had wanted to unzip my slacks to slip into that heat. To bury myself deep into her pussy and feel her

looked perfect with my handprint staining her flesh red. With my fingerprints littering her body, showing the world that she

in this haze. Therefore, I had to leave and get out of here before I gave

from her, from my mates

to work, I white-knuckled the steering wheel and wound the window down. The fresh air helped, relieving the assault her scent had tainted me in. Yet the longer I drove, the more things made little sense. The urge to keep and claim her made no sense. She wasn’t ours, Harlow was, and she was not our Harlow. Harlow was our light in the darkest tunnel, and she betrayed us. And for that reason, I don’t think taking another Omega would ever be safe. My hatred for them burned

was dead, that much we were certain of, yet why did I feel the urge to

needed Omegas. I thought our little pack could survive without one, yet now I was wondering if maybe claiming another Omega wouldn’t be our downfall as it was when Harlow

they had? I hated Omegas, yet Zara made

bit, unable to pull myself out from behind the steering wheel and head inside. It