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Before he could say anything though, Joey walked back in. He had three bottles of beer in his hand. He handed one to Cale, one to me, and opened the third one for himself. Before I could take a sip of my beer, Cale spoke. “She’s not drinking that.” Joey raised his eyebrows, “Why?”, then he looked at me, “You don’t want it?” “No, she does not,” Cale said, using his Alpha voice. This was going to get ugly. “Okay, dude,” Joey said, and I could see that this was getting on his nerves now. Games aside, he didn’t like people who were arrogant. I took his hand in mine and squeezed it, trying to calm him down.

I muttered and she smiled before turning around and kissing my lips. "I love you too Ethan" I will never get used to hearing her say that It gave me goosebumps and butterflies everything she said it. It felt like I was a highschooler with her but I didn't mind. All for her She became mine to posses the day she walked into that door with my parents She was my possession We have finally come to the end of this book 😁😁😁 It was very fun writing about these two characters.

For the version of him that sat still and didn’t ask the room to rearrange around his discomfort. And somehow? That version of him felt more visible than the one who owned buildings with his initials on the door. The girl Eden glanced toward him. Offered nothing performative. Just eye contact that said: You’re not being tolerated. You’re being allowed. Cassian looked back to the boy. “What’s your name?” “I don’t have one yet,” the boy shrugged. “I’ll pick when I feel it.” Cassian almost smiled. “That makes sense.” He leaned his head back against the column.

I give him a disarming smile. "That sounds wonderful. I cannot wait to meet others," I tell him suggestively and instantly, something dark flickers in his eyes. I see a hint of possessiveness. Not the kind that'd have flattered me. No. It is the kind of reckless possessiveness that kids have with their toys. "I'll see about that," He tells me darkly, his nostrils flaring.

And once again it seemed as though he was thinking about what I had asked him, he stared down at me with those darkened grey eyes and several shuddering breaths left me. “Didn’t I tell you I’m possessive of what is mine?”. He asked me. My eyes widened once more. His possessiveness always took me by surprise, always caught me off guard. “I…I…”. I stuttered quietly. I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know what to think at the moment. “You will not let him or any other boy, friend or not, put their hands on you”. He said. I stared up at him as more tears left my eyes.

My heart is beating so fast. She will be mine soon. She is my girl. I tell all the guys in school to leave her alone. No talking to my girl. They know not to talk to her. She mine! She does not know what I am capable of. I changed over the summer. I am stronger, and I am built. I do not know why I can change. But I have a bad possessiveness over my Cherry. I do not want to hurt anymore, but I cannot help it. I get so angry when someone tries to take my girl away from me. She mine!

The boy who was leading them all glared at Levy with his face flushed and glanced at his friends in dissatisfaction as he said, “ What are you all getting scared for huh? She is just threatening you, there is no way she would do something to us, if she does then the security cameras will catch her and we will be able to teach her a good lesson!” Then he turned to look at Levy with a haughty look in his eyes and harrumphed arrogantly, “ Just stay put and let us have our fun, if I am happy then I will leave and you will be able to get away from punishment, as you already know my father is the elder in the pack’s council, Elder Banks. You remember him right?” “ Did he do something worth remembe

Their eyes met. The boy wasn't smiling anymore. Even his lips were slightly pursed as if he'd been wronged. "You can't do that with anyone else anymore, okay?" "From now on, you can only play with me." "Your body is mine. That kind of play can only be played by you and me." "Okay?" The words were fragmented in Franklin's ears. He couldn't believe his ears as he listened to the boy. "Senior, you have to promise me... I really don't want you to play with anyone anymore..."

His Possession. THE END.

“I don’t do childish labels but I’ll be your man.” As his lips connected with my neck I closed my eyes smiling. “My protector.” He leaned up moving his arm around me as he moved in front of me. “I will always protect you, Taylor. You belong to me.” I laughed. “You make me sound like some kind of possession.” Lucas shrugged, “you are, you’re mine.”