All Chapters of Possessed By The Tyrant Alpha Lycan: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Emma's POVMust have lain in bed, maybe for an hour or so, just trying to calm down and mull over everything that happened. My mind was a battlefield; it was impossible to get all these thoughts of betrayal and anger out of my head.After a little while, I got up and went to my window, which overlooked the garden below. I saw Jethro walking around down there, with his head in his hands, like he tried to wrack his brains for what to do.Knowing well that he was still being manipulated by Tunisha was a frustration in the heart. Thinking of Sara-my friend, hurt because of Jethro-kept me in the fight. Standing there, I heard a knock at the door. It was Tunisha."Hey, Emma, can I come in?" she asked, her voice oozing with sham sweetness.I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, come in."Tunisha came in and sat down on my bed with a smug grin. "So, Emma, I can see that you still stick to fighting for Sara. But it is pointless. Jethro had chosen, and he has chosen me."I narrowed my ey

Jethro's PovSitting in my study amidst the comforting familiarities of dusty tomes and flickering candles, all at once my mind starts drifting. Images of the party crowd my brain; suddenly, I was back to the instance when Sara collapsed on the dance floor.The disquiet remembers the rising concern in my chest. But why? Sara's only an acquaintance, someone I barely know. "What in the heck am I concerned about with someone like Sara?" I say to myself shaking my head in utter confusion.The memory stays put and refuses to be shooed away. I can almost see Emma's perturbed face run towards Sara. And then there's Tunisha at the corner keenly watching it all, the spark in her eyes runs a chill down my spine.My brow furrows, and my mind catches fire. What is it about Sara's collapse that unsettles me? Why do I have this feeling that there's more to this than meets the eye? I lean forward, resting my elbows on the desk- my eyes fixed on the candle flame. Instantly, the shadows on the walls t

Sara's POV Groggily, I opened my eyes, taking in my surroundings. Where was I? This wasn't my bedroom. I tried to sit up and immediately found myself dizzy again, so I fell back onto the pillow. Ugh-my head was killing me.Fragments of memories now flashed back as I lay there. I was at Jethro's party, wasn't I? No, wait, I remembered now. I was at Henry's place. Emma's friend Henry. I had gone with Emma, and we had been hanging out.But how did I end up in this bed? And why did my headache so much?Slowly, I tried to sit up again. The dizziness in my head still wobbled, but I managed to keep upright this time. Gazed around the room, and was really in proximity to the unfamiliar surroundings. Henry's room, no doubt. I remembered now; Emma had introduced us to him and we'd all hung out. But what happened last night? I just couldn't remember.I got out of bed, still in a daze, and made my way to the door in the hopes that some answers would be there waiting for me. Entering the living r

Sara's Pov Henry's eyes were two foci that had locked onto mine; the burning of his gaze was like a branding iron seared into my skin. "Jethro's darkness will pull you in, Sara. It'll make you feel like you're the only one who can save him, that you are the only one who truly understands him. But trust me, it's a lie. He'll use you, Sara. He'll use you until there's nothing left of you."A shiver went down my spine, and Henry's words began to replay themselves in my head. Was this true? Was Jethro using me?"No," I whispered, shaking my head. "Jethro would never hurt me. He cares about me."Henry's face had fallen, and he looked so sad. "You don't see it, do you? You don't see the way he looks at you, like some sort of possession, not a person. You don't see the way he manipulates you, using his charms and good looks to get what he wants from you."I felt doubt wash over me. Was Henry right? Was Jethro manipulating me?"Leave me alone," I said, shoving Henry. But he caught my arm and

Sara's POV Elara nodded with a serious expression. “Yes, Miss Sara. Mr. Henry will do anything to keep you safe. He’s a loyal friend and a fierce protector.”I nodded feeling a trust towards Henry I’d never felt before. Maybe just maybe he was the one person who could help me unlock the truth about Jethro and the forces surrounding him in mystery.As Elara stood up, her expression was enigmatic to me as she said, “Well, that’s for Mr. Henry to answer, isn’t it?” and her voice dripped with amusement.Suddenly I felt a wave of frustration come over me . . . why were they all being so cryptic? I needed answers, not more questions.Elara seemed to sense my confusion when she said, “Miss Sara if you need me I’ll be in the kitchen just ringing the bell.”As she glided out of the room I could not help wondering what it was that she knew but never told me. Was Henry's warning simply a self-preservation maneuver? Was he scared of Rogues, whoever they may be?I threw off the covers and got out