บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Possession : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Chapter 2: The Alpha's PossessionThe sound of the broom swooshing against the marble floor was the only thing Zephyr could hear as she remained lost in thought. She stood alone in the dark hallway, lit by torches placed on either side of the walls.She was a slave, her status lower than that of the maids in the castle, yet she had been framed for something she didn’t do. Why? Who would do such a thing? And to make matters worse, she had encountered the Alpha. He had told her she would become his property.An Omega wasn’t allowed to breathe the same air as the Alpha, let alone a maid or a slave. A slave doing such deserved to be cast into hell. She hadn’t known, though. She hadn’t known he was the Alpha. If she had, she would have begged for death. After the guards had called him Alpha, she had run away, unaware of the instructions he had given the guards concerning her case. Why had the Alpha helped her? She was of no use to him. She didn’t even deserve to clean the shoes he wore.Lo

**Chapter 4: The Alpha's Possession**Zephyr stared at him, unable to form words. His dark aura almost consumed her, and she was scared—scared for her own life. She hadn’t known it was his cub. The little thing was hurt, and she had just wanted to help. Zephyr looked at the helpless cub in her arms. She shouldn’t be in the same space as the Alpha. She wanted to step back, but the wall hindered her, and then his face loomed over hers."I'm sorry, my lord. I didn't know it was your cub. It was hurt, and I..." Zephyr bit her lip nervously as she avoided his soul-piercing gaze.Her eyes were still fixed on the cub in her arms, but his silence made her even more afraid. That’s when she looked up to meet his gaze.His lips tilted up into a sardonic smirk as he stared at her with intrigue. He took a step away from her. "Come here, Rayven," he said to the little cub in her arms. The cub didn’t waste a second before jumping from her arms and landing smartly on the floor next to its master."

Zephyr's throat ran dry as the realization of what she had said and what she was doing sank in. She was refusing to offer her body, and she wasn’t refusing just anyone—she was refusing the Alpha.Zephyr quickly bent her head low to avoid his heated gaze. She felt like running away, but where would she run to? No one in history had ever escaped the wrath of Damon Alaric.Damon's eyes never left her. He watched her fumble and lower her head to avoid his gaze. He never really wanted to bed her; he just needed to know if his messed-up wolf was attracted to her for sex or something more. He was hoping the latter was the case; otherwise, he would kill her himself if she was the one—his cursed mate.Daman's smirk quickly faded, replaced by a grim look. His eyes narrowed as he stared at her. Perhaps this little girl was forgetting who was standing in front of her. The idea of someone disobeying, a human slave at that, didn't sit well with him."You'd rather die, huh?" Damon's deep chuckle sen

Chapter 8: The Alpha's PossessionFrom a distance, Damon watched the local carriage ride away with a maid and his slave in it. Something about the Viscount exchanging words with her unsettled him. His eyes narrowed slightly."Alpha Damon," a man in an expensive gray fur coat called, bowing deeply. It was Duke Wilson, a man of average height who had aged more than his appearance suggested. Damon had chosen to keep him at arm's length because of his sharp wit."I've received complaints from the Eastern region. My trip there, however, was successful. I convinced the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack to reach an agreement with us. All that remains is for you to sign it, milord," Duke Wilson said, bowing slightly as he handed Damon the parchment."You've done well, as always," Damon replied, placing the parchment in his coat pocket."My daughter, Nirvana, is of marriageable age, and she wishes to spend a day with you. She is of excellent manners and exquisite beauty. I hope you will consider

Damon sped past the gates, with Rayven close behind him. There was no smile on his face as he rode elegantly on his horse. Did he care about the insignificant human? Absolutely not. He just knew that if he didn’t find her, his stubborn wolf wouldn’t let him rest. He had to locate her. Judging from her lowly status, those creatures wouldn’t hesitate to kill her. Damon's eyes turned pitch black at the thought of her being dead. But then again, she had boldly stood against him, so the chances of her dying seemed slim. He would find her.He didn’t know who to curse—the stupid Moon Goddess or himself—for having such a pathetic, lowly, and weak human as his mate. Someone he could easily snap like a twig. He didn’t need a mate. They were nothing but a damn weakness. If it weren’t for his attached wolf, he would have killed that girl himself. His face hardened at the thought of someone discovering who she really was and then using her against him. Once he rescued her, he might just chain he