Alphas Possession

Chapter 129

Read Omega’s Possession by Jessica Hall Book 2 Chapter 27 – “We already know this!” Leo snapped, sounding very close to the end of his rope. “What was on the fucking footage?” He snarled, getting closer to an already trembling Curtis.

If this worm has ever made even one good decision, this had to be it. He could go around and act like the tough man all he wanted, but Leo wasn’t one to mess with now. The aura that surrounded him was dangerous and threatening.

“She refused me! She said she wouldn’t let me mark her or give me a child. I offered her freedom if she helped me. I loved her, but she loved the fucking guard!” Curtis spat out the word vomit.

We needed to know what was on that damn video, just like Leo had implied many times already, but this fool was dancing around the topic.

“Who?” Leo barked. I wasn’t entirely sure where this was going, but I was too eager to learn more details.

Curtis gritted his teeth as his eyes returned to mine, and he locked his gaze with me as if his sudden burst of confidence would help him. By all means, I didn’t mind. The guy could use his eyes however he wanted while he still had them.

“Harper. She was mine. He promised she would be mine. And once I got a chance, she refused me. She fucking rejected me. I would have taken care of her and given her the world and the fucking sky if she damn asked, but she kept refusing my advances. She wanted him, not me! Why? Why didn’t she want me!” He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Leo unfolded his arms as our gazes met. I think we both knew where this was going.

“Wait, Harper escaped. She ran.” I added, and Curtis nodded his head, averting his gaze to the floor as if he suddenly could feel shame.

“Eight months later,” Curtis whispered. I held my breath, waiting for him to admit what I thought he was about to. “Bree turned up on my doorstep. I found her in a basket,” Curtis adds.

“Was that what the footage showed? It was Harper, wasn’t it? The video was of Harper dropping her off. Harper is—”I glanced at Leo, who was staring at Curtis. If looks could kill, this one would already have Curtis six feet under.

Slowly, I turned my gaze back to Curtis as he cursed and shook his head again. At this moment, it seems as if this guy thinks the reality might fade if only he keeps shaking his head hard and often enough. That had to be the most ridiculous attempt of a person, trying to force themselves into denial I had ever witnessed.

“Harper, she’s… She is Bree’s mother. And Bree is Harlow’s and Zara’s half-sister.” Curtis swallowed loudly.

His eyes flickered up at me, but Curtis looked away in guilt once he noticed the look on my face. He had to be kidding himself if he thought I was about to let him drop the topic now that these details appeared.

“Keep going. Talk!” I snarled at him. My body shook in rage. Every part of me: my muscles, body, mind, and thoughts, had one intention engraved in them – to kill.

He said nothing. In fact, Curtis forced his lips in a thin line as if he wanted to demonstrate that I couldn’t get more out of him. Ha, we will see about that.

I grabbed the knife and ripped it out of his leg. I pressed the blade against his throat and snarled in his face. “What happened?”

As adrenaline and rage boiled in my blood, my canines started protruding, and fur grew along my arms. Curtis nodded his head eagerly, obviously aware of how much he had fucked up.

“Hana had footage from the laundry rooms,” Curtis cried out, trying to get further away from the blade that was millimeters away from ending his pathetic life.

“Is that where she broke back in?” I growled the question. I couldn’t let him think he was this easily off the hook.

Curtis shook his head again. God, didn’t this guy have another way to deny something? He looked like a stupid, old one-trick toy. I needed fucking verbal answers, not this. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“She refused me. I couldn’t lose this place. I needed an heir.”

My stomach sank as his words started clicking together. Every word that left him was like a piece of a puzzle that finally made sense.

“You raped her.” I staggered back, no longer caring about how much I wanted to slit his throat. “Bree is a product of rape?”

“I would have done anything for her! I offered her the world! Money, power, social status – everything was hers! I would have looked after her like no other man ever could! I loved her!” Curtis screamed as I blinked at him, unable to believe he was this delusional.

“But she didn’t want me. She didn’t want anything I offered, and it didn’t matter how far I was willing to go for her. She pushed me to do that. I went the furthest I could for her. That’s what your mother had. Harper kept her clothes. Hana and Sophia convinced your fathers to hack into our surveillance cameras.”

While I wanted to show Curtis exactly what a rapist like him deserved, I had to hold back the intense need to kill him in the worst scenarios my mind

could create. I still needed to know more. Unfortunately, I also needed him to shut down these sanctuaries for good.

“Wait, how old, Bree?” I asked him.

“Five years older than Harlow and Zara,” Curtis hung his head the moment the answer left his lips.

“Did you know? Did you have any idea who Zara and Harlow were when they came here?” I asked, pressing the topic.

Curtis shook his head vehemently. “No, that I didn’t know until the DNA results came. When Harlow ran, it binged in the registry.”

“So how did they end up here?” I started pacing the place. I had to do something not to snap at this moron.

“After the accident, authorities said they received an anonymous tip of an accident, that two Omega girls were trapped inside a car. We were the closest sanctuary, so they were brought here.” He explained.

“And you didn’t recognize Harper?”

Curtis shook his head. What was with him and all that shaking? “No, there was nothing left of her. The car was completely burnt out. They found Zara and Harlow injured and unconscious on the side of the road. Authorities said it was a miracle they survived because they shouldn’t have been able to get out of the car. Half of Zara’s face was hanging off, and both of them were banged up. Harlow had both legs broken, and an arm. Zara, they thought she was

dead.” He slowly explained the situation from years ago.

“So authorities never looked into them?” The question left my lips before I could think of it.

“No, they took statements from the girls. I swear I didn’t know who they were. They told us the names, but her mother was using a different name, so I didn’t even realize. There was nothing left of either of their parents to prove different. No leads, nothing.” Curtis clearly tried to make it sound like he didn’t have anything to do with this mess.

I pressed my lips in a line, trying to make sense of everything when I got a phone call from security at work.

I left Leo with Curtis while I went to take it. “What’s up?”

“Ah, boss, a fire has broken out. And it’s bad. The fire brigade is on the way. Merl is ringing Raidon now, but I think it was deliberately lit,” he told me. Cursing, I hung up and rang Raidon.