Hybrid's Possession: Possessive Alpha's Book 1

Todays Events

Kayden

Making my way to my office, opening the door I see the guys all in there waiting for me. I don't say two words to them. Just make my way to the bar to make myself drink. Once I have the scotch in the glass, I drink it down. The burn feeling all the way down to the pit of my stomach as the liquid slides down my throat helps with my awful mood. I make another.

"So, what happened. Does he know she's alive?" Martin asks from behind me.

Before I can answer, Tony speaks up "yeah well that's not all we found out tonight."

Turning around to face them, I look at each one of my friends. Seeing the same rage, and disgust on their faces and in their eyes as me. Just thinking about the evil my father and his men are capable of. No, not men, they are monsters. Some of the worst kind.

Before I know what's happening, I'm squeezing the glass in my hand so tight it breaks. Shattering into little pieces. I watch as they fall to the ground, along with the crimson of my blood. Looking to my hand, I see an angry cut on my palm. Seeing it disappear seconds later as though it never happened.

Looking up I notice that all eyes in the room are on me. Everyone is quiet. Nervous looks upon their faces. Not even one knows what I'm going to do. Hell, I don't know what I'm going to do. Just know what I want to do.

I wanted to kill the man known as my father when he showed up tonight. Visioned slicing his throat and watching him bleed out on my office floor back at the estate. He would be laying there, helpless, gurgling as he choked on his own blood. Would allow Joshua and Tony to have his right-hand man, take him to the basement and tell them to use their imaginations. Only thing would wish is that they make it hurt.

"Joshua, I want you to go pick up Keith and Liz right now. Go there, tell them they must come with whatever they can carry, and get you ass back here. No questions asked by them." I say looking at the glass by my feet on the floor.

Don't bother looking up, I hear as he walks to the door and opens it. He says something quietly to Tony, cannot make it out, but whatever it is I see him nod his way when I raise my head.

"Make it quick. I don't know how long we have." Before I have the words out of my mouth, he's got the door closed and is outside getting into the car. I'm not worried, he's one the fastest werewolves I know.

"When he gets back, have them set up in two of the spare rooms. Tell them they can see Ellie after her transition." I walk to the other side of the desk and sit down at my chair. Lay my head back and close my eyes. The days events play in my mind.

We hear the cars pull up to the front of the estate. The three of us watch the door. I excused all the help for the time being. They don't need to be here if there will be any bloodshed. Hear the footsteps approaching my office door.

When the door opens, in walks the man I have dreaded my entire existence. He looks at me with the same eyes I see in the mirror every day. You wouldn't know he's in his sixties. His hair has some gray in it, and he has some aging lines upon his face, but other then that he still looks to be in his late thirties.

"Son," he greets me with that sinister smile of his. Walking into the room he is flanked by his right-hand man, and it looks to be about five of his best men. So, they aren't here to fight because he would have brought an army if he was.

"No greeting for your father?" He asks with disdain dripping from his lips.

"Father, won't you and your men please have a seat." I say with a tight smile and a wave of my hand.

He sits in the chair in front of me, Connor sits beside him. Always the follower, that's why he wouldn't be anything more then my fathers right hand man. Connor has the good looks, but the mind of monster. Of course, that's why they are friends. Two peas in a pod.