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Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

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Omega’s Possession Chapter 48
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We went home to my Mom’s. By the time we got back, we were all exhausted. Harlow beelined straight for Scarlet and refused to
put her down. We watched her
sob for hours when the realization hit her that her torment at Corbin’s and Leon’s blood that saved her. All her milk had dried
up. It took Mom and Rhen a good two hours to get her to calm down.
Leon felt guilty and kept apologizing even though she reminded him it wasn’t his
fault, yet Harlow believed she had lost that bonding experience with our daughter. Scarlet, however, didn’t seem to care. The girl
was just hungry.
I believed Thane could try to flop his nipple in her mouth, and she would try to draw milk from it. I watched as Harlow had calmed
down enough to give her a bottle, then all night, we slept still as statues on the bed while Harlow and Scarlet took up the center
of it. All of us were afraid of rolling on
them because Harlow refused to put her in the crib my father had set up. We understood it, but it didn’t make for restful sleeping.
My eyes felt like sandpaper as I got up. Unable to sleep, Thane had wandered out for a drink a few minutes ago and still hadn’t r
eturned. Carefully slipping off the bed, I leave my old room. Leon and Rhen were curled up and clinging to the edge of the bed, w
hile Harlow’s body was curled around Scarlet’s. I wander down the hall, hearing arguing, before stopping by the living room door.
Emily was asleep holding her father’s hand where he lay on the couch. Once
we set him there, he was in too much pain to move. The sun was beginning to come up, and I knew there was no point going ba
ck to bed now. I had spent the vast majority of the night staring at the shadows on the ceiling. For a few seconds, I watch as Emil

y whimpers in her sleep. Leo barely awake brushing his fingers through his daughter’s hair when I spot Thane leaning on
the wall across the other side of the room.
He is also watching Leo with his daughter. He nods toward the kitchen
and my head turns to the giant loather roller doors half closed, that mom used to block off the kitchen light from filtering into the li
ving room since it was all one giant open space. It only takes me a few moments to figure out where the arguing is coming from.
Quietly I move
across the floors, Thane pushes off the wall to follow, and we slip inside the kitchen. They instantly stop arguing the moment we .

step inside. It was my mother and father. They rarely argued, my mother had tears streaking down her face, while my father look
ed furious.
“What’s going on?” I demand, not liking seeing my mother crying. “Nothing, dear, go back to bed.” My mother dismisses me.
“After everything, Elaine. Everything he has done. Just fucking ask him!” My father snaps at her and points to Thane. My brows f
urrow and Thane leans on the counter bracing his arms on it while he stares at them expectantly also trying to figure out what is
going on.
“Well?” I ask her, but my mother shakes her head and I turn my attention to my father. “Elaine?” Thane orders, and she glances a
t him before snatching a tea towel off the counter to wipe her eyes.
“She doesn’t deserve to lose her father like that.” My mother whispers, her eyes darting past us to look at Emily sitting next to the
couch, her head resting near her father’s hip while he brushes her hair with his fingers.
Leo coughs and Emily jumps alert, fussing over her father while he tries
to swat her hands away and reassure her he is fine. My mother moves to go help, but I take the tea towel from her hands and th
e glass of water she quickly gets. Moving back to the living room, I help Emily sit her father up and drink from the glass.
“Have you got painkillers?” Emily asks as my mother comes rushing out with a bottle. She fumbles with the lid and I take

it from her and open it. Mom then fiddles with his fluid drip and tucks him back in with the blankets.
Emily just stares at him. Leo cracks her half a smile,
trying not to scare her, but nothing he did would console her. She knew she was about to lose him and my eyes flick to Thane wh
o watched with a haunted look on his face.
“You would think they would have a cure for this sort of stuff by now.” Emily murmurs, looking at my mother like she is praying for
some miracle cure she just didn’t know about.

My mother smiles sadly. “Maybe one day, sweetie,” my mother tells her, and Emily nods, tears brimming in her eyes.
“It’s okay, Bub. It’s for
the best. Karma has come for me, and even if there were, I would spend the rest of my life in prison. for what I did.” Emily’s lip qu
ivers, and she is unable to meet her father’s gaze as she grabs her father’s hand. Leo sighs,
turning his head, trying to look out the window.
“Is the sun up yet?” Leo asks, and I glance toward the huge doors. “I’d like to see another sunrise if that is okay.” Leo asks. I look
at my mother, who nods her head and reaches down, unhooking the drip.
“Come on, big fella,” I tell him, scooping my arms beneath him. “Emily, open the doors, we can put him on the steps outside.”
“I won’t be able to hold his weight up.” she whimpers before rushing to open the glass sliding doors.
“I’ve got him, it’s fine. You have help.” I
assure her. Considering she is Omega. Both my mother and Harlow have taken quite the liking to her. Omegas are extremely
possessive of their homes and mates yet none of that existed when it came to Emily. I believe Harlow and mom just wanted to he
However, I was even shocked when Harlow allowed Emily to hold Scarlet earlier when Emily asked. We had all stood there waitin
Even Thane got between them as a precaution when Scarlet had cried out. Emily had
moved toward the bassinet without thinking, with baser instincts for Omegas to protect. Mom showed Harlow how to mix the form
Harlow had lifted her head and
smiled at Emily. “You can grab her, just be careful of her head.” We had all stood there in shock. Having suspected it been anyone
my mother that she would attack her, but she didn’t. Not even a growl.
Shaking that thought away, I move outside, sitting on the steps. My mother comes out with blankets and helps me wrap them arou
between his, resting her head on his knee. We figured out once we got back that Leo only had a few days left, and thankfully Emil