Hybrid's Possession: Possessive Alpha's Book 1

Thoughts of the Past

Kayden

Looking down at my phone I read the text again. I can't help the grin that forms on my face. She is on her way; she will be here in twenty minutes. I stand from my chair to put out the fire in the fireplace I have been staring at for the last hour.

This feeling of anticipation, I am not used to. Normally with women, Hell with anyone I don't necessarily care what happens. However, Ellie has never been just anyone. They just need to hurry up and get her here. Once she is confined in these walls, I will feel a lot better.

Once He finds out that she didn't die in that crash all those years ago there will be no protecting her if she isn't with me. I did all I could to protect her for so many years. To have Him find out when I am so close to having her here with me, the only place I can keep her safe from harm, would be my destruction.

I will not let that happen.

The distinct sound of glass shatter has me looking down. There is blood all over my hand. I watch as the crimson makes its way down to my wrist before hitting the floor.

In my daze of thinking about the past I had forgotten about my glass of whiskey I was holding. Not one to normally drink, it is no wonder I forgot. Tonight, I felt like I needed something to calm the beast within me. It has been fighting to come out since she walked into my office.

Throwing the glass in the fireplace, I place my hand palm side up to watch as the cut slowly closes, and there is only the blood left in its wake. Deciding it is time to get ready for her arrival, and finally out of this hideous suit, I make my way to the door.

There is complete silence as I walk down the corridor, and make my way to the main room, and up the stairs to my room. I had to send everyone home. I don't want anyone to know she is here. There will be no gossip going around, or anything that can alert anyone she's alive and well. Most of all that she is with me, and under my protection.

Knowing how stubborn she is, and her little temper I know she would not be happy about the sudden move. The fact is I am expecting her to fight me when she arrives. I must change into a proper attire. Thinking about how this could get physical quick between us I cannot help but to feel euphoric.

Just the thought of her body touching mine has me aroused. I know I will have to hold back my impulses. Because I know the minute she comes near me, I am going to want to rip the woman's clothes off and show her just how good I can make her feel. Can already hear her little moans and pants. As she screams for me to not stop. My name falling from her lips, those lips I can still taste.

If I had time, I would take a shower to relieve some of this tension, but there is not enough time. Not that I am complaining. She will be within my arms reach in a matter of minutes. Looking at my watch I see there's ten minutes left. I go to my closet, pick out a pair of jeans and a blue shirt.

Can't resist when I noticed how she looked at me in blue. She liked what she saw, and as I recall she was thinking how the color made my crystal blue eyes pop. I will need anything I can use to my advantage.

Getting the jeans on tends to be a bit of a challenge with how hard I have become just thinking about all our possibilities. Once I am fully dressed, I take a moment to compose myself. I know she is already confused and frightened. I must control these urges and get a handle on my emotions, so I do not try to have my way with her as soon as she walks into the door.

There is a small part of me, the sadist, that wants to have my way with her first thing. She will be coming to stay in my domain after all. Here I make the rules, but if I really want her to know that she is not just property, and to know just what she truly means to me I can't let that part of myself win.