Mine - The Alpha's Possession

Chapter 1

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When my mother told me that I needed to go and stay with my father a year ago, I was less thanimpressed with it. I knew that our pack was having difficulties as the Alpha had just died and his 19-year-old arrogant prick of a son was our new Alpha but sending me away seemed a little extreme. Ididn't want to leave. I was only 16 and all my friends were there and my whole life had been thatwerewolf pack.

My father had since found a new mate and she is an evil woman who hates kids and especially hatedme cramping their style. When I first arrived at their house she acted as though I was a toddler and Iwas going to completely disrupt their lives. I wasn't a fucking child. I knew how to take care of myself. Ifthey wanted to go out then they didn't need to find me a babysitter. I was old enough to be a babysitter.But she still hated my presence here in the house.

She vowed as soon as I moved into the house that I was going to get a job and take care of myself.They weren't even going to buy food for me. I needed to be completely independent. They weren'tgoing to help me with anything. If I was going to have a phone then I needed to find the money to payfor it. They didn't help me with anything and acted like I wasn't there.

When they did speak to me it was usually because they wanted something. But otherwise, I didn't existto them. Which I guess I was fine with. I started working at a diner and I was grateful for the job. Itmeant that I didn't have to be at home and the tips weren't too bad. Everyone in town knew who mystepmother was and I guess they took pity on me. I didn't mind. It meant more money for me.

I tried to live as simply as possible so that I could save up as much money as I could. And once I hadenough money saved, I was going to move out of their house. I knew I couldn't stay there for too long.But it was a little hard when I had school as well. And I did every other activity that I could get involvedin so that I didn't have to go home.

" Hey Taylor." Someone sang out to me as I was walking out of school one afternoon and I turnedaround.

" Hey Carter. How's it going?" I asked.

" Pretty good. What are you doing now?" He asked.

" Work." I say.

" Seriously? Can't you play hooky just once? We're all going to the swimming hole." He says. Basically,the swimming hole was just a dingy little creek where kids just hang out and make out with each other. Ialways knew what Carter was always implying when he invited me there, but I wasn't interested in himlike that. Which is why I always declined. Luckily my life was busy enough that I could get away withthe excuses because they were true.

" I'd love to. But I can't. I need the money." I say.

" Your stepmother still refusing to pay for anything?" He asked.

" She's never going to change. She's never going to give me anything. Except maybe give me a handto pack when I want to move out." I say. And he chuckled.

" It would be really awesome to hang out with you outside of school sometime." He says.

" Yeah. It would be. But I have to work the shifts that they give me." I say.

" Alright. Well, I'll see you tomorrow then." He says.

" Yeah. You probably will." I say.

I walked the three blocks to the diner and I got dressed into my uniform in the bathroom out the backand then I headed out to the dining room and I grabbed my notebook and pen and I started waiting the

tables that I was in charge of for the night.

A lot of them wanted to make little chit chat but that's all it was. Especially the young guys that came in.I was nice but not overly nice. I wasn't going to lead them on in any way possible. I wasn't going to givethem the wrong idea. No matter how much they tried to crack on to me or tried to talk me up while Iwas working. I had to make sure that I set proper boundaries because I've been working here a whileand I knew how fast thing could escalate into something a lot worse.

" Do you want me to kick those guys out?" My manager James asked as I took their order to thekitchen.

" No. It's fine. It's nothing I don't deal with every day." I say going over to get their drinks.

" Are you sure? One of them grabbed your ass." He says.

" Well, it's a nice ass." I smirked at him.

" Did you say that to them? Do you remember what happened last time?" He asked.

" Please? I may be blonde, but I'm not that blonde." I say and he laughed at that.

" Alright then. Maybe you need to shrink a little and wear a smaller bra size as well." He says.

" I can't help that I'm 6 feet with big tits. It's something I have to deal with. And dealing with guys likethat because of it." I say.

" Alright. Just let me know if they overstep with you." He says. Just then I got the image of one of thecustomers bailing me up at the counter once and not letting me past. He was big and menacing andhad that advantage over me, But luckily, I'd had enough training by that point that it wasn't too hard toput him in his place. Before James could even come to my rescue, I had kneed the guy in the groin andbashed his head on the counter. He was the one on the floor bleeding, not me.

" I will. But I can handle myself." I say.

" I know you can." He says.

I took the drinks back to that table of guys and I tried to leave but one of them put their leg up againstthe next booth so that I couldn't walk past.

" Excuse me. I have other tables to take care of." I say.

" I think you really need to take care of me first." He says trying to put his arms around my waist but Ipried them off of me.

" This is hardly the time or the place." I say.

" Well, you have a point there. Where should we go?" He asked.

" About to hell? I'm sure their already waiting for you there." I say.

" Now, that wasn't nice." He says grabbing me again.

" And neither is you keeping me from doing my work." I say.

" We'll talk to the manager and make sure that you won't get fired." His friend says.

" I know that I won't get fired. Because my manager is standing right behind you." I say. And he turnedaround and so did the guy that was keeping me there with his let up.

" If you want to eat the meals that you ordered then I suggest you let my waitress go." James says tothem standing over them. And the guy let me go so I walked to my next table and I took their order.

They saw the whole thing that happened and they looked like they felt a little sorry for me but Ipretended like nothing happened.

" Taylor. I'll take their food to them when it's ready. You're not going back over there." James says as hewalked past me and I nod my head.

That was a really long shift for me even though it was only four hours because those guys didn't seemto want to leave until James kicked them out. And by the time the place closed I grabbed my stuff and Iheaded out the front door with the cook.

" Do you want a lift home?" He asked.

" No. I'm gonna hit the gym before I go home." I say.

" Alright. You be careful." He says.

" I always am. Those guys left ages ago. I don't think they have the attention span to wait around forme that long." I say. And he chuckled.

" You're probably right. I'll see you next time." He says.

I walked another block down the road and I made the last training session for the day. I walked into thegym and I saw the pack's head warrior there. He was 6 foot 5 with short brown hair and very definedmuscles with his entire back covered in a single tattoo that told a story, which always caught me offguard when I saw it. I could help by stare at it. It was something of beauty, not something that was justthrown together that you see on so many people. He turned to look at me and smiled when he realizedthat it was me as he was just getting things ready and I got weak in the knees whenever I caught sightof that smile. So I gathered myself and I went to the locker room and I got dressed into a black andwhite sports bra, black and white tights, socks, and sand shoes.

I went out to the gym and finished helping Ethan set everything up.

" I didn't think you were going to make it today." Ethan says as we were unrolling the mats on the floor.

" I managed to make it as soon as the diner closed." I say.

" When do you find time to do your homework?" He asked.

Ethan was always interested in me and what I was doing. Making sure that everything was going alrightin my life. He took a real interest. One of the very few in this pack that did.

" I find the time." I say.

" I'd say so. You never seem to want to go home." He says.

" Would you?" I asked.

" Good point. Is she still pretending like you don't exist?" He asked.

" Of course she is. So does he. Who the fuck cares? Let's get this sorted out." I say. It's no secret aboutVictoria and Thomas and how much they hated me. But I always made sure to play it down a lot morethan what was really going on. I didn't need everyone knowing my entire personal life. So, we finishedsetting up the equipment and there were only four others that joined us for the late training session. So,I had to team up with Ethan which is what we always did when there was an uneven number of peoplethere.

We spent two hours training which was typical and then I helped Ethan start packing up the equipmentwhile the other guys left but one hung around like he always did watching me and I always made smalltalk with him. But that's as far as it goes. And Ethan finally kicked him out.

" I thought they were never going to leave." Ethan says shutting the door and locking it from the inside.And when he turned around I ran up and jumped in his arms and he caught me and started kissing meimmediately.

" Sorry. Couldn't help myself." I said.

" Do you hear me complaining?" He asked.

" I didn't think so." I say. And he carried me over to the middle of the floor where the mats were still onthe ground instead of the concrete.

He started kissing me around my neck and I grabbed the hem of his shorts and started pulling at themand he grabbed my head and again and started kissing him.

Being with Ethan was probably the only thing that I really looked forward to every day. The trainingsession and how the training session ended. It was the only time when I actually felt important. Likesomeone around here actually cared about me. I have friends at my other pack and I did have aboyfriend before I left, but it was completely different with Ethan. We enjoyed each other's company,and even though we made sure that no one knew about us, he still made me feel a lot more specialthan anyone ever had.

" Well, that was fun." I say. And he chuckled.

" Yeah. Just a little." He says.

I waited for a couple minutes to catch my breath and I grabbed my clothes and I started getting dressedagain.

Ethan got dressed as well and I grabbed my bag and he had to lock the place up. He hated me walkinghome this late by myself so he gave me a lift. But he dropped me off down the road from my house andI walked the rest of the way.

As soon as I got to our small little cabin looking house I walked up the front stairs and I opened thedoor only to be met with someone's fist right in my face that knocked me flying against the oppositewall.