The Alpha's Possession

Threatened!

****Layla POV****

The name kept on ringing in my head. Carlos Luciano. Carlos. f*****g. Luciano. This was one of the reason why I wished he died. I should have poisoned his meal earlier today. Being in jail was better than being his f*****g slave.

"Layla..." Mom called my name. I didn't even want to hear it. I didn't want to hear her voice. I was so sweaty as the room was hot.

"Don't! Don't call my name mother" I said and found my way to a chair close to the dinning table and sat on it.

That was when my brother strolled into the house. The stupid scent of alcohol and cigarette followed him in. He was on it again. Drinking and smoking with his friends. Getting arrested all the time. Today was just his lucky day.

He groaned when he discovered that there was no power in the house.

"What the f**k? Why isn't there any power!" He yelled.

"Not now Dave, go to your room!" Mom yelled at him. He kept calm when he saw that the whole family was silent when he walked in.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"It's high time you also know son. You'll also do this in few years time. My father did the same, I'm doing the same and you will also do it"

"Do what?" Dave rolled his eyes.

" It's a tradition for our family to give our first daughter to The Luciano Family, every generation"

Dave was silent. He started laughing.

"What the heck? I'm not going to do that bullshit father! Then... Layla? Layla is leaving the house?" He asked as he reduced his laughter.

Mom nodded.

"My sister is going no where. Pack up Layla, we are running away tonight"

"If you leave, they'll find you no matter where you go. Don't make it hard for yourself and us. You'll be going over to the Luciano mansion tomorrow" mom said and also sat down. My silence was pissing me off. I just sat down to absorb the words mom and dad uttered from their mouth.

I remembered hours ago when I was thinking about becoming a famous chef but Carlos f*****g Luciano decided to ruin my dreams and also my life.

"I don't understand. Do we have to give our first daughter?" Dave asked.

"It's a tradition!" Dad yelled.

"It's no tradition. It's a curse" I finally have the voice to speak.

"Whatever it may be, I'm not giving up my first daughter to anyone" Dave said and walked away.

"Layla, you know we never wanted this for you"

"I know mom, but your husband's forefathers wanted this for me. It's my fate, you two have ruined my life. You shouldn't have brought me into this world when you know that I'm coming to suffer!" I yelled and walked away. I heard mom calling me back but I didn't even answer.

"Let her be!" Dad said before she finally stopped. I slammed the door close and jumped on my bed, hugging my pillow. I cried into it. I wish it doesn't stop. I wish I had powers to disappear out of this world. Nothing has ever favoured me, not even my family.

I was even starting to imagine me as a slave for Carlos. Perhaps, he's not so bad. I shook the thought off my head when I remembered I was crying seconds ago. I quickly went back to crying.

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The next morning, I was woken up by noises outside. I twirled around my bed, trying to cover my ear but I was awake already. The noise just couldn't leave.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes with the back of my palm. My bed spread fell from my body. I didn't cover myself last night, perhaps my mom did. Definitely not my dad, my brother is out of the list.

I rubbed the corner of my eyes as I strolled out of the room. I blinked repeatedly and saw it was my brother, he was the one making the fuss.

There was someone at the door. I closed my door and walked closer to them.

"What's going on?" I asked.

They diverted their gaze to me, including the strange man at the door. He wore a black suit, looking so formal. My eyes scanned him from head to toe.

"I asked a question, what's going on?" I asked again, travelling my gaze to my brother. I was expecting him to give me an answer.

"Layla, go back to your room. I'll beat this man up if he doesn't stop talking about nonsense" Dave said.

"Dave, relax please. What does he want?" I asked Dave but he didn't answer me. I turned to the man instead. Seems mom and dad aren't in the house at the moment. Mom went to drop my younger sister at school while Dad... probably, he went to his per time job.

I wasn't going to work today after what happened yesterday. Tim gave me today off, I'll resume tomorrow. Wait, tomorrow? It's my birthday and I'll spend it in my master's house. Carlos house.

"What do you want? Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Pablo by name"

"Pablo? Carlos' right hand man?" I asked.

"Yes, yes. He asked me to speak to your parents for them not to forget to bring their daughter. If they forget to do so, they'll be punished. Message from Carlos Luciano himself" he said and walked away.

"Hey! Come back here! I'll kill you, you hear me!"

"Stop Dave! You're causing a scene!" I said and pushed Dave inside. The neighbors were starting to look at us. I closed the door and leaned on the door.

"There's nothing you can do to stop it Dave. It's my fate" I said. Dave groaned and walked closer to me. I pulled me closer to himself and hugged me. That was weird. Dave never touched me.

"I can't lose you Layla. I spent the whole night, looking at you. I was scared that I may never get to see you again"

Hold on a second, Dave put the bed sheets over me. What?!!! I mean, what?!!

"Dave.."

"Shh" he said and kissed my forehead. He made me start crying again. Tears rolled down my cheek. I never knew Dave would be so caring. So unusual.

"You don't need to worry about me Dave. I'll be fine. I just want you to promise me something"

He raised his eyebrows.

"Don't drink, don't smoke. Start a job, make money. Maybe, you could pay our bills and make dad and mom happy"

"Is that all?" He asked, smiling. I smiled back with tears in our eyes.

"Yes, that's all" I said.

He hugged me again, sniffing in. It seem like Dave had a heart after all. I wish I knew this side of him earlier.

****Carlos POV****

Carlos mansion...

I was having my breakfast alone. The one I prepared myself. I don't have any maid, staying with me. I don't like it. The fact that Layla was going to come over to participate her role just bother me a lot. I hate having company, except Pablo who doesn't stay with me.

I was deep in thought that I didn't realize Pablo was inside the house. He just stood beside me silently. Seem like he was tired of standing, so he cleared his throat.

I blinked repeatedly and turned to him.

"Good morning master" he bowed.

"You're late" I said.

"I went over to the Morgan family"

"Oh, so?"

"I met her and her brother. Her brother threatened to kill me if I do not leave from there" Pablo said. I smirked and dropped my fork.

"What about the girl?"

"She already knows. She just closed the door after I left"

"Wow! Just wow! She sure do have the guts. I'll teach her a lesson when she gets here" I tightened my fist angrily.

Pablo bowed.

"What about the goods?" I asked in a whispering tone.

"They'll be at the dock tonight master. I'll go over to inspect it. Besides that, your boys are there" Pablo said. I nodded and picked my fork to eat. Hearing that have given me the reason to continue eating.

"Anyone that looks suspicious or do the opposite of what I want, kill him at once.

"Yes master" Pablo bowed. I waved my hand, sending him away. He left while I ate my meal.

After eating, I strolled round my house and entered into the room I kept for Layla.

My hand trailed the bed. After dad told me that I'll be receiving a maid from the Morgan family, I prepared this room for her, waiting for her arrival. It came so suddenly.

Thinking about what she did yesterday and also today, to Pablo. She doesn't doesn't deserve this room, no. What if she's the tree power keeper? She can't be. I don't want to take care of her. I want to torture her. But still...

"I should probably prepare a special place for her" I murmured and walked away.

My room was two rooms away from Layla's. I entered into the room and slammed the door close. My telephone rang. I glared at it. Who calls on telephone nowadays? It must be the threatening call I get often.

I walked towards the phone and grabbed it. I placed it on my ear, waiting for the person on the other line to speak but no, he didn't. There was no way I'm going to say anything when I've not heard his voice.

"Aren't you going to talk Carlos Luciano?"

"What do you want? Why are you being such a coward? Show yourself if you're capable" I said.

"Why? Are you scared that I may harm you or... Kill you?" The other person said. For years, I've been getting this call. Sometimes, he would threaten my life and my family. My family is not under my possession, I do not own them, they own me. So, I do not care. If you want to mess with my family, you're messing with my father. The only thing I have to keep a secret is our identity of being a werewolf, just ordinary wolf. Our powers has been locked Centuries ago, due to something. Even Pablo doesn't know about it.

I am me, me alone. I'm glad that I do not have anyone for him to threaten with except my life.

"Kill me? There's no way you can do that loser"

"How about I threaten you with your goods? The one coming in tonight? By... 11:30pm?"

He knows the time, he knows everything. How does he know of my goods? I tightened the grip on the phone.

"If you lay a finger on my goods, I swear, I'll rip you to a thousand pieces" I decided to threaten him too. It's not just a threat, it's a warning.

"Let's see about that, Carlos Luciano" he said and disconnected the call. I let the telephone slip from my hand. My goods, no!

I took my phone from my pocket and called Pablo.

"Get here. Now!"

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Pablo rushed into my room.

"Yes master"

"Mr A just called me, he has threatened me again and he knows about the goods. He knows the date of arrival and the f*****g time? One of my boys must probably be working with him"

"I'll look into it master. I'll go there now and make sure no one gets their hand on it" he said with assurance.

"Not even you Pablo. Do not search the goods" I grinned at him.

"Yes master" Pablo bowed and walked away. I turned away from the door after Pablo left. No one must know what's inside that goods. Not even Pablo. My father doesn't even know about it, no single soul must know. If perhaps they find out, they die. Besides thinking about my goods, I need to find out who Mr anonymous is. Why he's after my life and what he f*****g wants!