The Beast's Possession
50: A life for a life.

**Bane

pov**

Jason dragged me away, leaving the reject sitting in the living room and promising Vanessa would be there shortly to entertain her.

One part of me wanted to get away from her before I blew up. She had grown some audacity to be speaking to me like that. But the other part wanted to stay near since I still didn't trust her for shit. Just because she passed the test didn't mean I meant what I said.

"So, how are you doing? You seem happier," Jason chuckled as he dragged me inside his office.

I knew he had to have something important to discuss with me. The guy had a soundproof office for a reason and it wasn't every other day when he used it.

“Drop the crap and ask me the actual questions, we both know you have plenty," I barked at him as I sat down and slapped a hand over my eyes. I was so stupidly tired, it was ridiculous.

"Who is she?" Jason asked as he sat down across from me.

"One of the pack's rejects," I muttered without looking at him.

"Oh, so she's a reject now? Interesting, I wouldn't take you for a man who grabs any other reject and brings her to his closest friends so he could introduce them. From what I've heard, this one is your chosen Luna. But wait," Jason gasped, faking surprise. "Don't tell me you two argued during the drive and you changed your mind. Ah, you poor, poor thing."

"Don't be ridiculous," I growled at him.

"Listen, I won't give you shit for keeping this chick a secret from me. We both know your love life or lack thereof isn't any of my business. What I will give you shit for is how you treat that girl. I don't know if you have noticed it, but she's terrified of you."

I couldn't hold back the smile and laughter. Jason, of all people, had to know how much I liked it when someone feared me, especially as much as the reject did. "Stop laughing, I'm being serious," he sneered.

The funniest thing was that I found his attempts to intimidate me even funnier than his claims about the reject's fear. We had been friends for years and he had to know how I would react, so what was the point in even bringing this up? "Okay, I will rephrase myself since this conversation isn't going anywhere. Why is this one terrified of you? I've watched your antics for years and while I do understand why you do those things, it doesn't mean you have my support. But, just like I said, I've been watching and up to now, I haven't seen even one of those ladies fearing you as much as this one does. What did you do, Bane?"

I didn't bother to answer. The reject had a pretty big mouth, she would tell everything to Vanessa soon, so what was the point in wasting more words if Jason would replace out either way?

"Will you ever stop shutting down whenever someone asks you a question you don't want to answer?" Jason groaned, running a hand through his hair.

"Nope. Anyway, when are we going to eat? I'm starving. And don't tell me I have to eat some of Vanessa's vegetarian bullshit, because if that is the case, I'm out. You're on your own, my friend." I grinned at Jason.

One thing I liked about this guy was how easy it was to read him. Jason wore his emotions on his sleeve and the vein on his neck that was popping out already proved just how angry he was with me.

"I see what you are doing here, Bane. Fine, do whatever you want, it's none of my business. But... Where did you get her?"

A wide smile spread across my lips as I leaned against the backrest of the chair. "A pack."

Jason's eyes grew wide. I was pretty sure he wasn't surprised because of my answer, his issue was that I held back information and didn't give in with his demands.

"So this answer means you don't want to tell me which pack... Hmm, okay. Who's the Alpha of the said pack? Can you tell me at least that much?" He kept pushing. This was it, the question I wanted him to ask.

There were no words I could use to describe the pride that surged through me as I thought back at the things I did, at the look on that fool's face and the faces of his weak warriors.

I had to have the smuggest smile across my lips as I thrust my upper body forward, closer to Jason and stared into his eyes. "The one and only Alpha Lucian."

"You didn't. No, Bane, you fucking didn't go back there. I don't believe you." Jason gasped.

"Oh, but I did. And there's more. Don't tell me you don't want to hear how far I went, what I did and how much of that pack I left untouched." My grin was so wide, it felt as if it could split my face in half within seconds.

"Oh, Goddess, save my soul for being friends with this fool," Jason muttered. "Tell me what you did. And stop with the stupid games you've been playing here, no beating around the bush and all that bullshit. Just tell me what you did. All of it." Slowly, I stood up and shrugged my shoulders. "Nothing much, really."

"Don't give me that shit!" Jason shouted, shot up from his seat and slammed his hands on the office desk. His face turned beet red in anger, but while he might have thought it would look scary, I wanted to laugh at my friend. "You should ask who she is. You know, the reject. Come on, Jason, ask me who she is."

"Who is she?" Jason screamed.

"The daughter. She is her daughter. Or was, whichever you prefer because the old man isn't alive anymore. I killed him, I killed the entire pack that day I took the reject from them. And best of all, I did it in front of his eyes moments before I blew the whole back up."

I couldn't hold back the laughter of happiness. Jason looked at me as if I had grown another head while I relished the feeling of being the one who won this time. I fucking won and that bitch of an Alpha was rotting in hell with the entirety of his low-life pack members.

"You can't be fucking serious, Bane. I can't believe you," Jason muttered, sounding rather disappointed.

I laughed at him again and shook my head. While he didn't stop muttering some bullshit under his breath, I spun on my heel and walked to the office door.

The moment I gripped the door handle, I glanced at Jason over my shoulder and spoke. "A life for a life, buddy, that's all it really is. Now that you know, drop the overdramatic victim act and follow me, we should join the ladies and see if they're getting along. I assume neither of us would want to witness an actual cat fight between them, right?"