The Possessive Alpha Chapter 108

DAMON POV 

*************PRESENT DAY***********

"WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!?!" Slade's animalistic roar tears through the house, my eyes completely black, the claws already extending, and fur sprouting from my arms as I rip my office door off its hinges. Throwing it behind me without a care for Andrew or Matt standing there. Thankfully, they're quick, ducking out of the way before it hits either of them.

"Alpha..." Andrew says, his words calming but not what Slade wants to hear as we spin to face him, our canines extending as the shift starts to take over as much as I try to contain it until I find my father. 

"Step away, Beta," Slade growls bitterly, "I have no quarrel with you, but I won't hesitate to kill you if you try to stop me from finding my Luna."

"Never, Alpha," Andrew says while throwing up his hands, his neck turning up in submission. Matt, following his lead, says, "we want to find our Luna too, Alpha." 

"THEN STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!" Slade roars one last time before turning on my heel and walking out the door. I thunder down the hallway, Omegas scurrying away from me when they see my partially transformed body stomping towards them. 

"CHARLES!!!" Slade calls his name, our anger so intense my blood is boiling and burning my skin, begging me to finish the transformation, but that's not happening when I don't have my father's neck in my grip. I don't care that he is my blood; I warned him that trying to deceive me would result in his death. "CHARLES!!" I roar louder, practically shaking the whole damn house. 

'Outside, Alpha,' Matt's voice rings through my head; turning to look at him, I can feel the foam starting to form in my mouth as my breathing gets heavier, my entire body shaking from the anger coursing through my body. Matt nods toward the window looking over my mother's garden to find her, my father, and Councilmember Simon chatting peacefully. 

Seeing their inner peace does nothing to calm the fire raging in my chest, the fury pushing me only to see red as my vision blurs with a vermillion hue. Slade is on the verge of turning feral ready to destroy anyone who stands in our way regardless of their connection to us, and I agree with him. 

As the three stand talking without a care in the world, I watch my body partially transform through the window, looking like some deformed horror movie character. The heat from Andrew and Matt's concerned stares is starting to irritate me as much as watching my mother smile and laugh like nothing is wrong like my heart isn't being ripped to shreds because of their decisions. 

Seeing my mother's calmness over the entire situation is the straw that breaks the camel's back. The once vermillion hue blurring my vision becomes blood red as my feet launch me through the window, the glass shattering around me. I barely acknowledge as the glass slices through my skin or the blood dripping off my body as Slade's four paws land in the grass. 

Running full speed at my parents, I don't hide the pissed-off Alpha energy as I barrel towards my father, who has thrown my mother behind him in a protective manner. His hands are up as my aura pulses around the three of them, trying to strangle them into submission. 'What did you do, Charles?' Slade's voice invades his mindlink, demanding answers. 'We had a fucking deal!' He snaps, bearing his teeth, and snapping at my father, who has his hands raised. 

'What are you talking about?' My father's voice rings through my head, an apparent fear in his words as he wobbles through his explanation, 'I gave you the file.'

A roar escapes me as a paw swats out, my claw slicing through his sensitive human flesh with ease, while my mother screams in fear behind him as his Beta and Gamma run up to drag her away to safety. Andrew and Matt flank my sides, adding their energies to mine. As the ruling leaders through combat, we are stronger than them, more potent than if the reigns were handed to us. 

'STOP FUCKING LYING!' Slade shouts through the link, my father wincing at the intrusion of my paw to his face, 'there was nothing in that file, Charles, except some bullshit letter; where the fuck is Elle?' Hearing my question, my father's demeanor changed as he lowered his hands, barring his neck in submission. His actions are a puzzle. 

Saying aloud, so everyone can hear, kneeling to his knees while I continue growling at him, "Son, I swear the file I handed you was the one I kept hidden. I had no intention of deceiving you. I want to be done with this whole situation. I want you and Slade to have happiness. I would never keep you from what is yours, and that's why I agreed to this whole catastrophe. You have to believe me. Cynthia made us believe this would be the only way, but I am beginning to think she scammed us all because it's been one disaster after another." 

The emotions are rolling off my father screaming submission and sincerity. I cannot scent deceit or lies in his words while Slade continues to roll them around, finding the hidden agendas in the subtext. I stare at the man who has taught me everything I know, on his knees submitting to me fully. My mother weeps to the side while the world slows into nothing. 

A movement to my side catches my attention as my father's speech begins to sink in. Snapping to my side, I witness Beta Simon trying to back away slowly, as if he is trying to remove himself from this situation, sniffing the air; I smell the subtle fear rolling off of him as he tries his hardest to mask it. But it's there, clinging to him like a blanket of shame. 

Growling while stalking toward him, Andrew and Matt moved in sync with me, the three of us needing no mindlink to move as a team. The years of training together let us proceed as one towards our enemy as we entrap him, my father standing, his anger mixing with mine as he storms forward. 

"What the fuck did you do, Simon?" My father storms forward beside me, "what the fuck did you do?!"

"What I had to!" Simon hisses, "Cynthia didn't only fuck with your lives, okay? She did the same to me! My mate died because of her bullshit, but I will always protect the bloodline of my original pack." His words hold conviction as he stares into my eyes, "But I am also protecting New Moon, and you have to trust me." 

With a nod to Matt, he wastes no time grappling the Beta to the ground, his father jumping into the fold to slap on the silver-lined cuffs he always has on hand. Studying the Beta, I notice his reaction to the cuffs seems forced, not how any wolf typically acts when encountering the metal. 

Without further instruction, they start dragging him away toward the cells for questioning. I begin to trot along behind them when a link starts knocking at the forefront of my mind; opening it, Trent's voice comes through with a hint of panic in his words, "Alpha, I think you need to come to the security office. Now." As my newfound power starts to settle in, so does my men's as we replace my father's men as leaders and protectors of the pack.

'I'll be there soon,' I respond before closing the link and opening one between Andrew and Matt, 'Put him in the cells, but do nothing until I get there. If anyone's going to torture him, it'll be me.' At my words, I notice the momentary look of guilt that passes over Andrew's face before remembering himself and accepting his responsibilities as my Beta. I know he is internally conflicted about hurting Theo's father, but I never doubt his loyalty to the pack or his Luna. 

'Andrew, shift and come with me,' I tell him before running off in the direction of the security office, not bothering to wait for him as my paws thundered in the direction of the main security outpost. It's not long before I hear Demetri's paws thundering behind me.