The Alpha's Possession

✙ Chapter 15 ✙

"Murders can't be accidents."

"Well, actually - "

"Continue."

"Well, the other boys ran off, suddenly terrified after the death of their friend," he contiuned, staring down at the book. "They ran screaming, waking up the rest of the village. Everybody came out of their homes and the boys pointed at the three brothers, screaming that they had killed him. The three brothers stood around the boy's body, bloody and out of breath. Obviously, everybody started freaking out. The dead boy's mother came pushing through the crowd and when she saw her son, she burst into tears. But, you see, she wasn't normal - she was believed to be a witch. And, instead of letting the three brothers receive the punishment of death by the village, she punished them herself. She cursed them, right then and there in front of everybody. She made them slaves to the moon and for the rest of their lives, they were bound to suffer through the transition into monsters because they were monsters for killing an innocent."

"Witches don't exist," I said, confused.

"Well, not anymore," Brody said, shaking his head. "It's said that sometime from then and now, all the witches were hunted down and killed by werewolves." I processed this in my head, imagining Caine killing an innocent boy. I should've killed him out in the forest, despite my lack of strength and focus. He had killed an innocent; actually, he had probably killed several innocents. "And, well, the brothers ended up splitting up and disappearing all together. Nowadays, they're considered a myth."

I rubbed my temples. "But, I met Caine in the forest - that means, they're still here. The Volkov brothers are still alive, Brody."

"Or, you're crazy."

"The pencil is seriously a foot away from me," I blurted, gesturing towards the pencils on Drew's desk. His eyes widened and frantically, he shook his head. He stepped away, creating a wider space between us, cautiously. I found myself grinning, before speaking. "Look, Caine is going to be sticking around; he told me he's protecting me - I don't know where his brothers are, though."

"Nora, if he's still alive, the guy's over five-hundred-years old," he said, taking a deep breath. "He'd be the most powerful person on this Earth. It's crazy to think he's still here."

"Well, he is," I said, positively. "And, he has some explaining to do."

"About what?"

"About how he knows me and why he's protecting me," I answered, shaking my head. "And, then, I'll kill him."

"Kill him?!" Brody screeched, his eyes wide. "Oh no, I'm out of this now!"

"Baby."

He stumbled a few steps away from me. "Did you not hear me when I said that he's over five-hundred-years old?" I nodded my head, before skimming the page inside the book. "You can't kill him! And, it isn't mentioned in the book, but I've heard that the Volkov brothers are capable of dark magic. When the witch had cursed them, some of her magic was left behind, allowing them to reach into it." He ran his fingers through his hair, his brown eyes looking around the room. "You're insane if you think you could kill - a possible alive - Caine."

"And, his brothers."

"Look, I know a very nice therapist who can help you - "

"Brody, I'm serious," I interrupted, stepping away from the desk. "They're werewolves - I'm a pro at hunting them."

He gulped loudly. "Werewolves that are capable of dark magic."

"Okay, that's a possibility," I said, holding up my index finger. "I can - " I stopped speaking when the sound of footsteps filled my ears. I turned around, seeing Drew lingering in the office, his arms folded across his chest. A confused expression was on his face as he looked between the two of us.

"Uh, what are you two talking about?" he asked, deeply.

"Uh, er, I'm - uh, yeah," Brody stuttered from behind me, trembling. "We were, uh, talking about, uh, how I believe dolphins are going to involve into alien creatures." I mentally smacked myself in the forehead at his stupid lie; why didn't he let me answer? Actually, why was I stupid enough to involve him in anything? I looked towards Brody, gritting my teeth together and giving him the 'you're-an-idiot-look'. Brody shrugged apologetically and mouthed, 'Sorry'.

"Oh, is that so?" Drew said, somewhat amused. Brody nodded, before biting his bottom lip and dropping his head. Then, to make things worse, he ran straight around me and out the door, leaving me to handle the situation by myself. Drew shook his head, holding back the grin at his pack member's fear. He ran his fingers through his hair and approached me, a serious expression on his face. "Okay, so what were you two really talking about?"

"Nothing important," I lied, closing the book behind my back on his desk. Luckily, he didn't notice or hear the sound of the papers shuffling.

He pressed his lips together. "Fine, but there is something important we need to talk about." I frowned at the seriousness in his voice and gulped loudly, keeping my chin held high. "Your family, more specifically, your brother."

I froze for a moment. "I swear to God, if you've hurt them, I'll - "

"I didn't hurt them," he interrupted me, frowning. "But, your brother just killed some of my pack members in a bar. He walked straight in there and shot them." My eyebrows shot up in shock at my brother's actions, but also the fact that he had been in a werewolf bar. "Somebody saw him walking out of the bar, covered in blood. His face wasn't hard to place, Nora."

I tossed my hands into the air. "What do you want me to say? He's angry you've kidnapped me - that's not my fault."

"Well, things are about to get interesting," Drew responded, scowling at me with his hands curled into fists. "Because, your family just declared war, sweetheart."