Alphas Possession

Chapter 58

“You, over there.” Thane orders me, pointing his finger at the massive bed in the middle of the room.

I glance at Leon. He gulps and nods as if he’s telling me it is better if I follow the commands and don’t dare to talk back. Honestly, pissing off Thane is the last thing we need, given how far up our necks in shit I was already, so I just force down every instinct to defy the man and walk to the bed and fold my arms across my chest, glaring at him.

“Sit.” Thane growls again, so I sit at the edge of the bed while Leon still stands near the door.

Is Leon planning to escape the punishment once Thane is busy doing whatever he plans to do to me? Sweat breaks out on my forehead while my eyes dart between both men.

“Leon, on the chair,” Thane orders, but this time, his voice is a little lighter, a little more caring and gentle, despite it still being a damn order. He is tossing us around the room however he pleases.

Holding my breath. I watch Leon walk to the chair and fall into it. I expect a remark or something stupid to escape him, but he is so unusually quiet that I’m not sure what to think anymore.

My eyes catch on a movement to my right, so I turn to the side and watch how Thane approaches a massive dresser and pulls a drawer towards him. The sound of metal on wood echoes off the bedroom walls, and I gulp at the mere thought of the torture devices Thane might own.

He grabs something and lets out a quiet hum, turning his body to face Leon. My eyes instantly dart to him, and Leon grins for the first time since Thane announced the punishment we have earned.

“Yes, cuff me, Alpha,” Leon whines with so much amusement in his voice that I know it has to be an attempt to get on Thane’s nerves. Great, so much for doing everything, not to piss off Thane even more. I just wanted this over with, so I could plot out my next move and where the heck I was going to go.

Once again, I expect a particular reaction, in this case, rage, growling, and possibly the use of extensive physical force, but, instead, Thane just chuckles.

He walks over to Leon, steps behind him, and cuffs Leon’s wrists behind the backrest of the chair. I watch how Thane leans in to whisper something in Leon’s ear, and his eyes instantly widen. The amusement fades from his features as Leon shakes his head and mouths what appears to be “Don’t.”

“Too late.” Thane muses and walks around the chair to bend in front of Leon. Thane goes as far as to cuff Leon’s ankles to the chair as if the cuffs behind his back weren’t enough.

earth is he doing? And why did he order me to sit on the bed while Leon gets cuffed to a chair? It would only be fair if our punishment would be equal, but I guess Thane

I force down the lump in my throat and lick my lips but

sooner he starts his stupid punishments, the sooner we will be out of here and can forget everything

the sound of a zipper opening. There are some more odd metal sounds until

avert my gaze. Leon sits on the chair, cuffed; his movements are restrained to the bare minimum, while Thane looks more than pleased with his handiwork. And why wouldn’t he, because above every detail I

crosses his arms in front of his

head, providing no help at all. “What are you planning to do to me?” I ask Thane, still keeping an eye

your punishment, Zara. Leon will sit there and watch me do whatever I want to you. Use your body how I please, but there’s a catch.” Thane moves closer to

eyebrow, glancing at Leon, who looks like he is in pain. My heart pounds against my ribcage when my eyes travel down to his cock finally, I understand what the metal device

trapped his growing erection. I’already know how they work, which makes me think Thane speaks so openly just to torture Leon. The more turned on he gets, the less space he has

Leon when Thane can get his paws on

still risking your job. If

watch as Thane strides closer. My heartbeat becomes louder with each step he takes, and I watch as his

Why do I have a funny feeling? I

bed to increase the distance between us, looking for an opportunity to escape. Thane raises an eyebrow at me but says nothing. His eyes flicker black dangerously, as if he was daring me to try it. His calm and cold demeanor sends a violent shiver

around my ankle. A shrill shriek escapes me as I am ripped toward the end of

for you, Zara,” Thane says, and I frown. “One,” Thane growls, and his hand

off my clothes piece by piece untill stand before him in nothing but my bra and thong. I attempt to hide by wrapping my arms around my body, but one I growl, and I drop my arms

I make myself clear, Omega? I said strip, not model your underwear.” Thane snaps at me. Why does Leon get to keep his clothes

the floor. However, despite his blatant display of anger, I hear the slight groan he barely holds back as I slide my thumbs under the tiny strips of fabric and slowly slide the

but my eyes look at Leon, pleading with him to find