The Supreme Alpha’s Possession

”Excuse me, excuse me, ” Nova repeated as she made her way through the bustling crowd full of mostly drunk and dancing werewolves. The red lights intensified the partying mood and the club was filled with their different scents. Balanced on her hand was a champagne bucket of the most special wine they had. She was partially curious about how powerful or special the person she was to give it to was as it turned out that the person was even in a soundproof private booth, away from the noise of the other and probably less important lycanthropes. Her eyes narrowed in disgust as she witnessed werewolves doing all sorts of shameless things but she shook her head as this was the place they could be them most of the time.

She leaped over a drunk werewolf that was sprawled on the floor and continued walking with utmost concentration and anticipation till she got to the private booth. The entire booth went silent as she entered and all eyes were fixed on her but for only a split second and then they all continued talking.

She saw that there were seven men in total, they all seemed powerful that she could feel her knees slightly weaken even though she couldn see their faces through the dim blue light and she didn feel like using her night vision. She was sure they were all not ordinary werewolves but one exuded an especially dominating aura, she sighed and tried not to feel intimidated as she was already used to powerful alphas in the club even though he seemed different.

She walked to the table that they all circled while sitting and bowed before proceeding to place the bucket of champagne on the table. She knew none of them was paying attention to her so she didn understand why she felt like a pair of eyes had been glued on her since she stepped inside the booth. She shrugged off the feeling as she placed the order on the table and bowed again as she set to leave.

”Pour me a glass, ” she heard the thick voice of the man she stood in front of as she turned around to leave. She slightly gasped and also noticed that the entire booth had gone silent that one could hear a pin drop.

”O-okay sir, ” she stammered and returned to her previous position to pour him a glass of champagne like he said, she didn know why her hands were shaking as she did as he told her to, the silence that reigned in the booth increased how intimidated she was feeling. She was only an omega and she was sure that the booth was dominated by Alphas or ranks close to that.

She successfully poured him a glass of champagne and added ice too but as she tried to hand it over to him, they made eye contact. His gaze was piercing and strong that she didn know when the glass of champagne dropped from her hands. She was still trapped in his gaze when she heard something like glass shattering on the floor and the other werewolves in the room sucking in their breaths.

The man broke their contact as his eyes traveled below and she finally snapped out of her daze. Her eyes followed his as she wondered where the champagne glass she was holding had disappeared to, she had started using her night vision now. She sucked in her breath when she saw the broken champagne glass on the floor, her eyes caught sight of the mans lap and she slightly gasped.

”lm so sorry sir, I didn intend to spill it on you, ” she stammered as her mind tried to decide what to do in such a situation. Her eyes searched around and she spotted a couple of wet towels on the table, she hurriedly picked one, bent down, and started using it to clean his lap. The entire room was silent and the man wasn saying anything but she didn care, the last thing she wanted was to get into any trouble with the big shots.

She stopped cleaning his lap when he raised his body to stand up. She also stood up but kept her eyes glued on the floor, her height only reached his broad chest… seemed kind everything about him made her feel more intimidated.

”Look up, ” she heard his deep voice again as she fumbled wit