Alphas Possession Chapter 9: Thane

“I bloody told you we didn’t need a new personal assistant,” I snapped at my sister-in-law Leila as we stepped into the elevator. She ignores me as she usually does, so much like Leon, she is. I swear she enjoys holding me at the edge of my sanity just so she claims to have brought me back from the brink.

“Where is my brother, anyway?” she asks while batting her lashes at me and feigning innocence, pursing her lips as she glances between Rhen, Raidon, and me. Ignoring her, I press the button to our floor.

“So who is she?” Rhen asks Leila, while leaning against the elevator wall. Leila shrugs and I knew she was up to something.

“Her name is Zara. She worked for some firm that burned down, and—” the doors open and I get a whiff of descenter. The growl that leaves me is thunderous, making the girl jump as she rearranges the files in her hands. The manila folders falling from her grip and landing on the table.

“Oh, you have to be f**king kidding me, Leila! You hired an Omega and hired an Omega and her, of all f**king people?” I snap, recognizing the woman instantly to be the one that spilled coffee on me yesterday.

She wore black slacks and a white blouse with a black blazer over the top. Her long hair tied back in a ponytail high on her head. She stared in horror at me and she should, because I would be her worst goddamn nightmare. What was Leila thinking, hiring a damn Omega?

Leila, however, strolls forward excitedly. She needed to get it out of her head about all this Omega business; we were content with just our pack and it is not like I could produce an heir now after many last serum was wasted on that stupid Omega who killed my mother when she escaped us. As I glare at the girl, who was staring back at the three of us.

Her hazel eyes were wide as she took us in. I growl, shaking my head when Rhen’s hand falls on my shoulder, making me look at him.

He steps past me, holding his hand out to the girl, who quickly takes it while he shoots a look at me over his shoulder to remain calm. I pressed my lips in a line, but I knew what he meant.

We fired her, and she ran to the media. They would have a goddamn field day over this. We were already under hot water for discrimination against Omegas.

God knows why when hardly any pack allowed them to work. I glare at Leila, who smirks. Bloody brat, her brother wants to deal with her because she won’t like it if I have to.

“Zara, isn’t it? Rhen asked her, and I saw the way bis eyes ran the length of her quickly as she shook his hand and nodded.

You seem familiar for some reason, he mutters, his eyes narrowing on her lips and face.

Yes, she is the bimbo that spilled coffee on me yesterday, I retorted, glaring at her and she drops her head, her cheeks heating and making an adorable blush cover her cheeks.

I shake my head at my thoughts. Adorable. Where the f**ck did that thought come from? The girl swallows, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth before introducing herself.

“Yes, I’m Zara. It’s nice to meet you she looks at Leila, who introduces us, motioning to each of us. This is Rhen, Raidon, and Thane Keller,” the girl jerks her hand away almost instantly, taking a startled step back.

“Keller!” she exclaims, shaking her head and taking another step back until her ass hits the desk and she jumps with a squeak, leaving her lips.

“Yes, Nightbane Pack, I am sure you have heard of them. Though I wouldn’t believe everything you hear in the media,” Leila says, Zara looks between us nervously.

“Right, sorry. Just when I applied here, I thought the job was for a floor receptionist downstairs, not working for four Alphas,” she stammered nervously and I rolled my eyes at her fakeness.

“This is going to be a f**king nightmare. I swear if you go into heat in my damn office, you’re fired. You step through those damn doors without your descenter or off your suppressants you’re fired! I will not have my mates go into a rut because you can’t contain yourself. Am I understood?” | snapped at her.

She swiftly nodded her head, and I actually felt bad when she looked like she was on the verge of tears. She quickly shakes her head and clears her throat.

Well, at least she has enough control to suppress instincts. Most Omegas would have fallen at my feet by now and begged for forgiveness. At least she has some self-preservation.

“Understood, sir,” she says and I curse under my breath.

“And stay the f**k out of my office, unless called on,” I tell her, storming off and away from her when I hear Raidon ask her a question.

“Why don’t you have a pack?” he asks.

“No, I never found one I was interested in and have no interest in joining one either,” she answers, yet the tremble in her voice was almost as if she feared Raidon. She didn’t have to worry about us claiming her. We all f**king hated Omegas after the shitstorm Harlow caused for us. Leaving them, I slip inside my office and close the door.

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