The Beast's Possession

**Killian

pov**

The whole plan went down in flames, all because Salem couldn't control herself. The whole Coven left as soon as they felt the link between them and Salem weaken, instantly assuming she died.

My men, as brave as they had been, decided it wasn't worth it to enter the territory that possessed so much danger to their lives and well-being.

At this point, I was left with half of the army and useless warriors. Entering the pack territory could be deemed as nothing short of suicide. Bane's Beta would die for a chance to rip my heart out, that much I had known for ages.

If I had to choose between looking like a smart coward or foolish hero, I chose to be smart. I would come up with a better plan to pull my bride out of that hell, one that wouldn't come at the cost of my damn life. "We're leaving," I growled.

Although it was my own command, I still felt insanely irritated by the relief I saw on everyone's faces. It literally looked like all of them wanted nothing but to get out of here and finally, I granted their wish. "Fucking weaklings," I grumbled under my breath as I spun on my heel and walked away, leaving the bunch of morons behind.

Sometimes, I envied Bane. He was a piece of shit, an unworthy Alpha in my opinion, but his pack stood by his side and ideologies no matter how bad it got. Even now while he wasn't in his pack, they all were ready to fight for what he believed in while my men feared taking a step inside that damned territory.

The further away from the border I got, the more irritated I grew. The anger boiled my blood to the point that I snapped and started punching a tree just to rid myself of the frustration coursing through my veins.

Did any of them have any idea how much I just lost because of their fear? That woman, hidden inside the pack, was mine. She was promised to be my wife, not the plaything of Alpha Bane. The Goddess had to have a grudge with me, not him if this was what she planned for us.

A sharp pain coursed through my arm, making me stop punching the tree. I broke the skin on my knuckles and could easily see the little flesh that covered the bones.

Just as I moved my hand and a loud hiss escaped my lips, my phone went off in my pocket.

Reaching for the device and checking the called ID, I couldn't help but feel more anger run through me. Of all people, her father was the last person I wanted to talk to. Despite the temptation to decline the call, I tapped the green button on the screen and brought the device to my ear. "Killian."

To my surprise, he didn't utter a word. There was nothing but silence coming from the other side of the line.

"What do you want this time, old man?" I muttered, pulling the phone away and checking if the call was still ongoing. That was my mistake because just like in any awful romance comedy, the asshole heard the silenced words and reacted. "Killian, I would like to point out that I'm not nearly as old as you think I am. In fact, I am in my prime years, still a very capable leader and warrior." He announced, sounding so proud, I nearly didn't recognize him.

Why he never sounded this fucking full of himself when he spoke about his pack or children was beyond me. I guess that really was his ego talking, nothing else.

"My apologies," I forced the words out, hating the bitter aftertaste left in my throat. This game was getting old and really damn tiring. I had no idea for how much longer I could play the nice guy with him or pretend that I liked his presence. I didn't. I fucking despised being around him or the very thought of his presence in my pack. If it were up to me, I would kick him out and pretend he was a bloody stranger. Or, even better, I would take his life just for the sake of fun. Yes, having his blood run down my hands sounded like a fantasy I would enjoy more than taking his daughter's innocence and corrupting her.

As soon as the thought crossed my mind, my cock came to life again and sprained against the zipper of my pants. Instinctively, I reached down to adjust myself and groaned, feeling as hungry as ever. It had been quite a while since the last time I had a woman underneath me. It had to be her, I was waiting for her, wanting to make it special..

The only issue was that I doubted that Bane could keep his dirty paws to himself. But then again, if he was stupid enough to touch what was mine, I would find a good way to punish the fucker.

My hand gripped my erection through the fabric and another, desperate groan left me. If it weren't for the old man, nearly shouting on the phone, I could have lost myself in the moment and jerked off while he was listening. I wondered if he would approve of the idea that my little moment of fun would be fueled by his daughter's image in my mind.

"Are you listening to me? Are you? Don't ignore me, Killian. Alpha or not, I still am your elder and you have to learn respect for your elders. Don't be such a disgraceful person and answer my questions. Goddess, I'm scared to ask why are you making all of those whimpery bitch sounds instead of talking. Are you listening or not?"

With each word, his voice grew louder. "I'm listening, lower your goddamn tone!" I finally snapped and interrupted him mid-rant.

Maybe the old man could do this shit to his pack, but I wasn't another bitch he could order around or treat as lesser. He was in my pack, under my roof, eating my fucking food, so he was the one who had to learn how to respect others, not the other way around.

"Did you get inside the pack? Is my daughter safe? Did you get her? Are you coming back here? Let me hear her, hand her the phone and let me hear her," he spoke so fast, I barely caught on the words.

Here he was, once again, assuming things on his own and thinking he could get whatever he wanted just because in his fantasies, everything happened how he planned.

Groaning, I gripped the phone and closed my eyes. Then, I pinched the bridge of my nose to ground myself and took a few deeper breaths before I answered his stupid questions.

"No, we didn't get inside the pack, at least not as far as we hoped to. A witch blew up the whole operation and ruined our chances to carry out the plan. I have no idea, but I know she's alive. Again, I didn't get in far enough to get her. We are returning, yes. You can't talk to her because I don't have her with me."

The scoff that left him was a mix of disappointment and something I couldn't pin-point. All I knew was that he clearly thought of himself as higher.

"An Alpha, yeah that's what you are." He muttered, successfully getting under my skin.

"How about I show you just how much of an Alpha I truly am when I get back home, huh?" I offered, barely holding onto the last thread of my patience. "Whatever," he muttered. "Milly wants to see you when you return home so be sure to come back before dinner time. Don't be late."