Alpha’s Possession By Jessica Hall Chapter 66


    Read Alphas Possession by Jessica Hall Chapter 66 – Harlow POV


    A Week Later


    I had been kept here for a week now. Rhen and Leon kept telling me he would calm down ande to


    his senses. Yet, no matter how much I tried to speak with


    Thane, he wouldn’t hear me out. He wouldn’t even give me a damn moment when he picked them up


    each morning for work. I tried to exin to Rhen, yet he refused to believe me, he even showed me


    video footage of the restaurant we went to, and I tried to exin that it was before it happened, that


    was after we left for lunch.


    Yet her body was found in the garden on the other side where she was parked, and it showed the car


    driving off, but most of the vision was blocked by a removalist


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    truck, and you couldn’t see that his mother was driving and not me. I couldn’t exin it. If they had all


    the footage from that day, they would have seen who ced her body back there because it wasn’t me.


    After that turned into a huge argument, I gave up trying to exin myself and trying to find a way to


    show them I wasn’t a murderer.


    I honestly believed they needed someone to me, and unfortunately for me, I was that person. Why


    would I kill a woman I had just met? I had no issues with her, so it made little sense I would kill her to


    escape them.


    “Harlow?” Leon murmurs, gripping my shoulder where Iy on the bed.


    “I am going to work. Do you need anything? I can grab whatever you need on the way back,” he tells


    me. What I


    needed was for them to believe me. Since that wasn’t happening, he was met with silence.


    Leon growls at me. “I could have left you. You do realize that, don’t you? F**ck, Harlow, just speak! It


    has been three days of nothing but your damn silence!” he snarls before turning on his heel and leaving


    Rolling over, I tug the nket over my head and nestle beneath the nket. I had a strange feeling


    Leon was only here so he could use me as his personal juice box. Rhen hardly spoke to me, and the


    few days I tried to speak to him, it turned into a screaming match where he usually left. Raidon hadn’t


    seen me since, and I left, and after hearing Rhen on the phone with him, I didn’t bother trying to reach


    out to him. He was as pissed off as Thane. Yet some part of me knew I couldn’t


    remain here in this hotel room. That one day, Thane would order his mates back, and then what?


    Partway through the day, I grew bored when nothing was on TV and decided to go see Bree. She


    would listen, or at least I hoped she would. That is if Talon let me in after learning from Leon what I


    supposedly had done.


    Climbing out of bed, I pulled on some jeans and a hoodie. Forgetting a bra, I couldn’t be bothered.


    Instead, I pull my hair into a messy bun and tug the hood up before slipping my feet into my sneakers


    and leaving the hotel with my key tucked in the back pocket of my jeans.


    I had to walk because I didn’t have bus fair, and I wasn’t even sure if Thane had paid me yet for the


    work I did. Not that it would matter. My handbag and


    everything was in his house, never to be seen again, probably.


    Yet the walk did me some good, the fresh air helping me clear my head. During the week in that hotel,


    all I could smell was Rhen and Leon. I reeked of them. It took me a little over forty-five minutes to walk


    to the seedy strip club. Stepping inside, all I could smell was Omega pheromones, sex, and bodily


    fluids. Gosh, I did not miss this smell.


    Walking around the dimly lit ce, I move behind the bar and out towards the back, where the staff


    areas are. It didn’t take me long to find Bree. She was out back, getting ready to go on stage. Yet as


    she looked up when I entered, a huge grin split onto her face.


    “Z, please tell me you are here to work?” she purrs at me, and I wave to her and


    press my l**ps together in an awkward smile. She exhales loudly and sighs, patting the bench where


    she had her leg propped up, tying thece from her heels up her legs.


    “Talon told me what happened with your pack,” she tells me.


    “Where is Talon?” I ask nothing that I never saw him.


    “Away for the next week. He is opening another club in the city over. I am in charge for a week,” she


    shrugs. “He is not here. You don’t have to worry,” she tells me, and I let out a breath of relief. We chit -


    chat for a bit before she has to go on stage. I watch her as she works, and when shees off stage, I


    follow her out back while she yells at the girls who are dawdling and not where they were supposed to


    be. They rush off, and I exin my version of events to Bree.


    “And they won’t listen.” She clicks her tongue, annoyed. “Stupid typical Alpha men! You can’t tell them


    shit!” she snarls before pursing her l**ps.


    “So what are you going to do?” she asks, and I shrug


    “I was going to leave, but I have no money and nowhere to go,” I tell her. She thinks for a moment as


    she gets into her next outfit.


    “Are you looking for work?” she asks, and I sigh.


    “I suppose I am. I’m clearly fired from being their secretary, but what about Talon?”


    “He isn’t here for the next week, though we will have to pour the pheromones on


    you. With that mark on your neck, you bloody reek of them, but we can smother their scents.”


    “I can’t work nights, though. I don’t want them knowing and giving them a reason to hate me more.”


    “Fine, I can move shifts around. Can you be here around nine each morning this week?” I nod my


    head, knowing they leave at 8 AM each morning. It would be tight but doable.


    “What about Talon?” I ask.


    “I will handle Talon when he returns,” she assures me, and I nod.


    “Okay, great,” I tell her, and she smiles before giving me a hug and checking her phone. She digs


    through her bag before grabbing her wallet and slipping me twenty dors.


    “Catch a cab back. They knock off soon, and you won’t make it back in time to shower before they get


    back,” she says, showing me the time on her phone, and I gasp.


    “Shit!”


    “A cab should be waiting out front. I had M call one for you ten minutes ago. Go, I will see you


    tomorrow,” she says, and I nod before pausing.


    “Ah, where will I be working?” I ask her.


    “Behind the bar, don’t worry,” she tells me, and I sigh in relief before rushing out to find the cab.