The Possessive Alpha
Chapter 33

Damon POV

Thank the Goddess father canceled classes today, so the pack recovers from last night’s celebration. Many of the younger members didn’t leave until the early morning. If everyone party’s this hard when an Alpha of another pack finds his Luna, I can’t imagine how they’ll react when I find mine. I try to imagine the kind of Luna the Moon Goddess has picked for Slade and me, but the thought of it being anyone other than Elle is inconceivable. Could the Goddess be so cruel as to put the perfect woman in my path to rip her away and give her to someone else? That’s not possible.

The anxiety in my gut has me pacing and my mind racing as I try to work through the mess I find myself in. How could I covet Elle and let myselfhave these intense emotions for her when she might not even be mine in the first place? I can blame Slade as much as I want, but who am I kidding? No matter how hard I try, I can’t stay away.

A gentle knock on the door snaps me from my frantic thoughts, which I am slightly grateful for. I open the door to find my Beta and Gamma on the other side, smug looks on their faces once they smell my room. Elle’s scent permeates every inch of the space as if it belongs here. I motion for them to enter, but I don’t say a word until the door has been firmly closed so no one lingering can overhear. Wolves are a social species, which means they’re also horrible gossips.

“Don’t even say it,” I growl, a warning that I am not in the mood for them to comment on the obvious.

“We didn’t say anything, Alpha,” Matt replies teasingly. The bastard likes to comment on whatever is going on between Elle and me as if the mutt has any understanding of the situation.

“But I can hear the wheels turning as you think it,” I retort, the lack of sleep making me cranky. “Do you know what it’s like to want someone so badly that just looking at them sets your soul on fire? Do you know what it’s like to deny those feelings to protect yourself and them? Do you have ANY f*****g clue? NO, then shut the f**k up about it!” I snap, tired of dealing with the prying into Elle and I’s complicated relationship.

“I am sorry, Alpha. You’re right. I don’t understand the situation,” Matt says apologetically, “I shouldn’t make comments when I don’t know what it’s like. I am sorry.”

“Alright, can we move past this and get down to business? We have s**t to do- we need to get to the library and do some research,” Andrew says, a vigilante keeping the two of us on task. I don’t know how he constantly handles our bickering bullshit.

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Three hours later, we are sitting in the library with books all around us, filtering through mounds of information without a clue where to start. So far, our search has been useless; there is nothing about covens or packs affiliated with them in any of the books we have read. I am about to call it quits for the day when the last two people I want to see together walk through the door.

I can feel Matt and Andrew’s guard go up as soon as they see who it is. I feel Slade bristling underneath my skin, dying to pounce. Alpha Jonah has been a long-time friend to the family, but he is starting to become a real pain in my a*s.

I can feel the guys attempting to open a mindlink with me as I actively watch Elle and Jonah talk together as if we are not at the other end of the room. Trying to prevent myself from wreaking havoc on this entire house, I open the mindlink to distract myself.

‘Does his aura feel off to anyone else?’ Matt asks, and as my Gamma, he would be the first to notice it; it’s his job as the future general of my pack.

‘Yes, that’s exactly how I felt at the party…’ Andrew chimed in, ‘I didn’t think about it till now, but he seems off lately…’

‘I don’t like it. If you two can sense something is off about Jonah, how can my parents not see it?’ I include my thoughts in the conversation.

‘I don’t know, might have something to do with that mysterious plan for Elle they’re always going on about?’ Andrew asks as I watch Elle and Jonah talk amongst themselves, but I still catch Elle glancing at me occasionally through her lashes.

‘Has to be since he is escorting her to New York City this weekend,’ Matt says, ‘something isn’t adding up. We may be allies with Diamond Claw, but it goes against every protocol we have to let another pack guard our members.’

‘If you think we aren’t going to the city as well, you’re high,’ I inform them. There is no way I’d let Elle go to New York City with Jonah, his men, and her drunk friends as protection.

‘How are you going to hide that from your parents?’ Matt asks, flipping through the book in front of him, still looking for any information we might find useful.

‘I’ll come up with some excuse for us to be gone that weekend,’ I say, shrugging my shoulders, full of confidence like fooling my parents will be the easiest thing in the world.

My father can be oblivious, but my mother makes up for it. I swear the woman was a witch in a past life. Maybe I can use the guise of visiting Blue Ridge? Stephan’s pack is near New York City.

‘Good luck getting that lie past your mom,’ Andrew says, but I am barely paying attention to what they’re saying, focusing on the light ring of laughter coming from across the room. I’d be able to pick that laugh out of hundreds.

‘You know she is only doing that to make you jealous,’ Andrew says as he slyly glances at Elle, and I cannot help the smile that covers my face at his observation. Leave it to Andrew to say the right thing.

‘I’m not so sure about that,’ I say dryly as I watch her give Jonah one of her signature smiles, the kind that makes men like Jonah melt into putty. ‘Not after what happened this morning.’

‘What happened?’ Andrew asks, gently prying into the situation. I didn’t want them to get involved, but I knew they wouldn’t let it go. Especially since they are convinced that Elle will be their Luna one day, and I doubt they will stop thinking that until proven wrong.

‘She wanted to define what’s happening between us, and I…’ I trail off because I don’t know how to explain it to him. How do I tell him that his Alpha is scared? Alpha’s shouldn’t be scared, especially not over some girl. No, I cannot possibly admit that to him.

‘Couldn’t define it because you’re scared of losing her,’ Andrew finished my thought because he knows me better than anyone else. I hate how he can do that. It’s like he knows my feelings better than myself.

‘Yeah,’ I say in return, knowing that the sentiment doesn’t need further exploration.

‘Well, I hope you know what you’re doing,’ Andrew says as he glances at Elle again, ‘I’d hate for you to lose out on something great because you’re scared.’

‘I know,’ that’s the only reply I can give because I know he is right. If I am not careful, I risk losing more than just Elle.