Page 90 of Alpha’s Possession

I climb the few steps leading up to the booth. A furious growl tears out of me, and they all go quiet. Bree jumps in fright, and Harlow has the gall to roll her eyes at me.

"And that will be the fun police, here to drag me away!" she slurs, leaning heavily against the girl beside her. I reach out to grab her wrist, but she growls at me, jerking her arm back. I glance around at the other girls, who all stare at her with concern.

"She’s fine, Thane. I will make sure she gets home okay," Bree says. I shake my head.

"Harlow, get up!" I snap at her. She giggles, and Rhen comes up behind me.

"Bree!" he spits through gritted teeth.

My eyes run the length of Harlow. She might as well have been naked for all the coverage her clothes give her. Rhen, also noticing her lack of clothing, reaches down and grabs her wrist, pulling her out of the booth.

She smacks into his chest as she stumbles forward.

"Why are you dressed like that?" I snarl at her.

"Why do you fucking care?" she retorts.

I growl at her tone. Rhen tugs his jacket off, trying to drape it over her, but she flings it off.

"I am not leaving," she declares.

"Yes, you fucking are! I will drag you out of here kicking and fucking screaming if need be," I tell her, gripping her arm when she tries to tug her way out of Rhen's grip.

"Hey, come on, Thane. No need to be rough with her," Bree tells me, touching my arm. I shake her off and glare at her.

"Shut up, Briana! Just because Talon lets you do whatever the fuck you want doesn't mean I will put up with this sort of behavior!"

"Talon is not my Alpha. Or my mate!" Bree retorts.

"But I am hers! Now sit the fuck down and mind your own damn business. I know you talked her into this stupid shit. No way would she have come out on her own!" I yell at her when Harlow smacks my chest.

"Hey! Don't talk to her like that!" she says, swaying on her feet.

I push her toward Rhen, who grabs her, moving her toward the exit. Raidon spots us, looking relieved, and he makes his way toward us. Rhen struggles with steering Harlow outside, mostly because she doesn't want to leave. As we finally reach the doors, I groan when Sarah’s scent hits me.

Rhen stops abruptly, and I almost run into his back.

"That scent!" I hear Harlow shout just as Sarah comes racing over, waving her arms excitedly.

"Fuck!" Rhen curses, just as Harlow registers that this is the same scent she has smelled on her mates for the past few days. The savage noise that leaves her has everyone around us backing up, including Sarah, who stares at her, horrified, when Harlow suddenly lunges.

I shove past Rhen, my arms locking around Harlow’s waist as her claws narrowly miss Sarah's face. Sarah shrieks, and Raidon shoves her away.

Harlow turns feral in my arms, and everyone around us scatters while I try to keep a hold of her. Sarah tucks tail and runs, just realizing why we’ve shown no interest in her advances at work.

Because we already have an Omega.

Great! This scene will be plastered all over the papers tomorrow. Harlow claws and kicks at me as I toss her over my shoulder. The bouncers at the doors are quick to open them, relieved they won't have to deal with an Omega fight. Stepping outside, the fresh air blasts my face. I can feel Raidon's anger burning behind me. Rhen's too. Leon stands by the car, pushing off the trunk when he sees Harlow’s thrashing body over my shoulder.

"I hate you! I fucking hate you!" Harlow yells at me. Her fists smash my back and she kicks me between the legs. I grunt and freeze, momentarily losing my vision. I fight the urge to choke on my damn balls, which now feel like they are in my throat. I grip her legs tighter. But she goes stiff as a board, straightening up, and her fists smack the top of my head.

"Put me down!" she snarls, hitting me wherever she can. When that doesn't work, I adjust my grip on her, and she goes limp in my arms, slipping out of them and crashing to the ground at my feet.

"Harlow, stop it! You are causing a fucking scene," I snap at her.

"You brought your fucking whore with you!" she screams at me, tears streaking down her face in anger.

I grab her, but she turns to dead weight in my arms. "Stop it! Or I will go back in there, drag her out, and mark her right here in front of you! Is that what you fucking want?" I scream at her while trying to grab her. She freezes at my words, and the hurt that smashes into me through the bond makes me want to take them back when she looks up at me.