The Beast's Possession

**Aife

pov**

True to his word, Killian took me back to his pack. Once the car crossed the pack territory border, the driver frowned and called someone, warning them about Killian's arrival. From there, Killian asked me to squeeze in where the leg space was supposed to be so no one would notice me. Okay, so far he was following the plan - sneaking me in.

One of the things that I really didn't like were the glances from the driver. I hadn't done anything to the man, yet he looked angry for some reason.

*"I think he has feelings for his Alpha, that's why he's so angry with you,"* Clove whispered.

I tried to hold it back, but couldn't and snorted out a laugh. Ugly one, instantly grabbing attention from Killian and his driver. "Nothing," I waved them off as both Killian and his driver looked at me. "Don't mind me, my wolf just told me the stupidest joke."

Thankfully, neither of them tried to press me so I used the little time I still had in the car to observe them both. Funny thing was that just as often as I could catch glances from the driver to Killian, I could also see the big bad Alpha steal a peek or two at the driver.

Had I missed something? Perhaps I had because from this perspective, if anyone asked me, I could claim these two were into each other. I couldn't pin-point one or the other as gay, that would be pretty rude of me as assuming someone's sexual identity wasn't my right, but there was a spark and it kept growing brighter with every stolen glance.

This made me wonder why.. Why would Killian agree to marry me and pay that much money, if he didn't have interest in women? Also since there was that thing about him, demanding a virgin. Or maybe he enjoyed the best from both worlds?

Shaking my head, I dropped the thought for good. It was none of my business and pretending that I should care really wasn't the right thing.

"Jonathan will drop me off at the pack house first and then, he will take you to a separate housing to avoid raising any suspicions. You can trust him, he's the man I trust my life with," Killian announced when I assumed we were getting closer to the house.

I nodded, really rather avoiding having more conversations. I wasn't in the mood for talking.

Just as he had told me, Killian jumped out of the car and his driver sped off. We were left alone, both pretty uncomfortable with the silence that suffocated us.

"You can," he cleared his throat. "You can sit on the seat now, I'm taking you to a pretty remote part of the pack. Alpha thought it would be better so you can shift and have evening runs as well." He explained, eyes trained on the road ahead, hands gripping the steering wheel with so much force that I could see how white his knuckles turned.

"I think I'll stay down here for now. Just in case," I muttered the excuse.

Truth be told, I didn't want to sit on the seat only because I would rather avoid giving him a chance to steal glances at me too. Also, maybe if he didn't have to look at me - the man would share something I didn't know yet.

The drive to the chosen house took about twenty minutes. Way more than I assumed since Killian claimed I had to stay away, yet close enough, but who cared..

Getting out of the car, I gasped. The house wasn't too much - it wasn't a mansion or massive family house, but it looked so inviting and homey, I couldn't stop my legs from moving closer.

The driver stood next to the car but didn't move. For some reason, that felt wrong, so I froze in my step and glanced over my shoulder. "Aren't you coming?" I raised an eyebrow.

He chuckled and shook his head, "I heard entering the house of a single lady isn't the most gentlemanly thing someone could do." He mused.

Rolling my eyes at him, I groaned. "Come on, Jonathan, I have no interest in your Alpha, I have an Alpha of my own to drool over, so Killian is yours. Now that this problem should be out of our way, we can finally be friends, right?" A bright, unexpected smile spread across his lips. His reaction startled me a bit as I hadn't seen him in any other mood than that permanent scowl of his, but once Jonathan started walking towards the house, I knew I had him. Honestly, I had no intention to use the poor guy or anything, but I really wouldn't say no to a friend. Technically, I stood in the enemy's territory so I did need someone to hold onto, especially if this someone was my 'so-called' enemy. No matter how kind and helpful Killian had been, I still couldn't trust him. At least not yet. Not until he proved that he could be trusted and really didn't mean any harm. So far, despite going along with the plan, he hadn't proved anything. Playing games with others was easy. Do the things you promise to do and then, turn around to use the trust you earned against the person for your own good. That still could happen.

*"I don't think any of them will do that. Call me crazy, but I have a feeling that Killian and his lovesick driver can be trusted. I might be wrong, of course, but still.."* Clove whispered, once again, acting as if someone could hear her.

One of these days, I might tell her that I was the only one who had the ability to hear her voice, but for now, her sketchy behavior was the only thing that really entertained me.

"Well, that sure does make me feel a little better," Jonathan chuckled, pulling me out of my thoughts.

Somehow, he managed to reach me, an expectant glint in his eyes. I was so distracted by Clove that I didn't notice how fast he got to me.

"So, is the offer still up or should I leave?" He teased, sounding like a completely different person.

It was a little funny how fast Jonathan managed to nearly switch his personality while all he needed was a slight reassurance that I wouldn't stand in his way.

I couldn't hide the smile that spread across my lips. Side by side, we walked toward the door and I stood in front of it while Jonathan grabbed the key from under the plant pot. He unlocked it and opened it wide enough for me to enter. Inside the house was even better, more inviting than the outside. House itself wasn't too big, but it felt perfect. It wasn't mine, but felt like it was. How was that possible? To feel so at home at the place that I entered for the first time in my life..

"I think we could brew some tea and talk. The Goddess knows we need it," Jonathan sighed. "I guess I have a lot to explain if I don't want to come across as an absolute asshole."

Raising an eyebrow at him, I agreed without thinking. Again, I needed an ally, especially if there was no one who could stand by my side if shit went down.

"Let me show you around first and then, we can sit down. Sounds good?"