Alphas Possession

Chapter 50

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I swallowed the bile that threatened to creep up my throat and spill onto the plate in front of me. My eyes were glued to the bag on the table that contained every belonging I had left in this world and also the diary that contained the only photo I have of my twin sister. A diary filled with my darkest secrets, the only one I hadn’t lost over the years.

“The key you had cut?” Thane says, and I blink at him. The key? Who gives a fuck about a key? He held my entire world in that bag.

“Where did you get that?” I blurt, though I knew, and it was a dumb question, yet the only one my mind could conjure at this exact moment. My brain turned to mush and threatened to melt out my damn ears as I tried to come up with something, anything that would dig me out of the crater that opened up at my feet and sucked me in. Thane growls, annoyed, and starts ripping stuff out of the bag. I shriek, lurching onto the table, and I snatch the bag from him.

My heart thudded against my chest when Thane leaned forward, plucking the bag effortlessly from my grip, my fingers desperately clinging to the fabric of the handle. I didn’t know if I would throw up or pass out. Either way, with how my was heart beating, I was dangerously at risk of a heart attack.

“What the fuck, Zara?” Thane bellowed as he glared down at me. It was only then that I realized everyone was standing, and I noticed the fork embedded between my thumb and index finger webbing. Staring down, the plates and cutlery were on the ground, the table a mess, and my hand was bleeding as I tried to figure out how I had stabbed myself with a fork.

Still, I felt nothing except dread and panic, no pain. Nothing. I pull the fork out, drop it on the table, and look up. Thane looked at the bag he was holding. I was an idiot. I should have remained calm because now he was looking at the bag as if it contained a bomb or something dangerous.

Making me realize my mistake. He had stuffed it full of everything but never really looked in it. He rips everything out of it, and my eyes widen in horror when I see the diary spill onto the table. My hands snatch it before he does, and he growls, his aura slipping out with the weight of a damn elephant, and I was the peanut beneath its foot about to be crushed to smithereens as it stamps its foot.

“Hand it over,” Thane snarls. Yet my death grip and panic refused as he tried to pry it from my fingers. His command was excruciating, and I would rather his command kill me than hand it over. Either way, I would be dead if he opened it. Dead if he doesn’t

“Zara!” he bellows. Yanking it out of my hands. He snarls, wiping it on his pants where my blood had spilled onto the cover. The moment his aura dropped, I lunged at him, tackling him. Only he was quicker and swatted me away quickly.

Raidon grips my arm before I hit the ground. But Thane was furious. Fuck my job. I couldn’t care less. All I cared about was that diary and that photo. That one photo was all we had that we took in one of those photo booths in a shopping center, the one time we snuck out of that horrible place.

“We try to help you, and you carry on like this?” he snarls, his teeth turning to sharp points as his canines extended. Seeing his face half morphed into a monster was terrifying. He looked demonic, his black eyes so dark they looked like bottomless pits straight to hell.

*Please,” I begged, my eyes on the diary, and he looked at it in his hand.

I probably should,” he snaps, gripping it in both hands, about to open it. I step forward, about to snatch it,

out from between the pages, and his eyes look down at it. He moves to pick it up, and I shake out of Raidon’s grip. My knee lifts as Thane bends down to

the sickening crunch was loud. I heard them gasp when Thane clutched his face and roared. He drops the diary, and I snatch it and the photo bolting out of the

the wall. My feet grabbed traction, and I ran for the doors, my

it open and ripped it wide, only for his hands to wrap around my hair and pull me back, my feet yanked out from under me, and I hit the ground hard, staring up at Thane whose feet were

diary from my hands, only for it to be ripped

Thane,” Rhen

out when Rhen’s eyes dart to mine as I sit

has a right

my house. She doesn’t,” Thane says, his voice ice cold. Rhen swallows and looks down at me, and I shake my head and

me,” Thane snarls, and Rhen

as if he was about to pull him away, worried Thane would attack him. Leon stood in the

please. It isn’t yours,” I murmur in a last-ditch

I flinched and dropped my gaze

you hiding? Are the answers in here?” he says, and I look up only for him to crouch down beside me. He shakes the diary at me. I blink back tears, knowing if he opened that, I wouldn’t just be a supposed dead

something, Zara. If not, I will read it,”

are you running from?”

His brows furrow before going to the

go. I look down at

it wasn’t allowed without our permission or parent signing off on it because being Omega was rare and the risks of such photos being leaked could result in us being kidnapped. There is enough attacks

couldn’t be picky about who they bid by judging our looks. Only our numbers mattered. Yet still, one photo leaked of

it over. Zara

asked, clearly shocked by that information, and I nodded when he handed it to Rhen. He looks at the diary

“Where is she now?”