The Beast's Possession

**Zion

pov**

I knew that I was bound to pay dearly for what I was planning to do, but it was worth it.

Aife had no idea how far I was willing to go to prove a point to my best friend, but that was fine with me since she wouldn't have to face the consequences. At least I hoped so.

I, on the other hand, would deal with whatever my best friend decided to give me.

Pulling her down the hall, I kept tugging on her hand to encourage Aife to walk faster.noveldrama

Bane wouldn't be happy to know I dragged her to the bedroom, but he rarely entered it these days so I doubted he would even notice.

The moment we stepped inside his bedroom, she started acting weird. Switching her weight from one leg to another and looking around as if she knew she wasn't supposed to be here. "Any ideas about what you would like to wear?" I asked, grinning as widely as I could.

She shook her head, refusing to use her words.

"Classic. Alright, I'll choose for you, no problem," I mumbled as I walked inside the closet and grabbed a few fancier-looking pieces.

One thing I noticed about her was that Aife had forgotten was her beauty and how amazing her body was. If Bane had decided to ignore it, that was on him. I would gladly do anything to show her off.

Stepping out of the closet, I winked at her as I handed her a small pile of clothing.

"What is this?" She asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Clothes? You know, a fabric created out of something that was sewn together to create one piece for someone to wear for the sole reason of covering their body?" I replied.

Not surprisingly, she rolled her eyes at me. "You don't have to give me the obvious answer, you know that's not what I asked. Why are you giving me these?" "We're going out," again, I stated the obvious.

Aife was slowly growing frustrated with me. I could see it by how pink her cheeks turned and her glare that probably could kill someone if he had superpowers.

"I was thinking you would take me somewhere to show me places, not to go to a strip club. Did you even look at what you were choosing? Seriously, the dress looks like I'm on a mission to sell my body!" Aife hissed. It wasn't even that revealing... It was. Maybe. But that was beyond the point, okay?

"No missions, just get dressed and let's go, we have adventures to find. And for the love of the Moon Goddess, stop assuming the worst. I won't hurt you and won't let others do that either. You're safe with me." I winked and spun on my heel to give her more sense of privacy.

Honestly, I expected she would enter the bathroom to change, but to my surprise, Aife started dropping her clothes on the floor and did it right while I stood nearby.

That had to mean that she trusted me, right? In a way, I believed she did.

After a brief moment, she huffed out a barely audible 'there, I'm ready' so I instantly spun around to face her.

Speechless. That was the only word I could think of to describe how it felt to look at her. This chick surely had no idea how drop-dead gorgeous she was.

I was amazed how much she could change just by wearing something other than those worn-out rags she wore while working around the house.

My jaw probably hit the ground-floor by the time she showed some reaction.

Aife looked nervous as she kept hugging herself as if she sought comfort and then dropped her arms to her sides just to repeat the process.

"It's bad, right? I probably look cheap. Dad used to warn me that revealing clothes like these will make me look like a whore, he was right. Can I change into something else, please?"

Her eyes darted everywhere but at me. Honestly, the things my best friend had done were vile and I disagreed with every damn thing he deemed as right, but at least Bane wasn't the one who killed her self-confidence. There was a fucker who did that long before Bane could have a chance to do it.

"No," the word that left me sounded so hoarse, I had to clear my throat if I wanted her to understand what I was trying to say. "You look absolutely stunning. Honestly, swear to my dad cat, and I loved the furry fucker, you are gorgeous. And you look nice."

A faint smile appeared on her lips as she looked down and attempted to turn around to show her outfit to me. "Are you sure it doesn't look too cheap? I'm not talking about the actual price, Zion, don't mention it please."

Ah, it was so cool to see how I was growing on her. She could predict that I was about to rub the price of the dress in her face.

I shook my head. "I think you look stunning. If you need me to use more simple language to get to you, I will say something my best friend would. Bane would describe you as ravishing," I added a wink just because I could. Aife's cheeks tinted light pink and she instantly averted her gaze.

I couldn't explain what was happening between them both, but anyone in this house could see the tension between them. There was this invisible pull they had to each other, but no one could explain it.

It wasn't a mate bond. We all were sure it wasn't. There were plenty of reasons why we knew Bane didn't have a mate and maybe one day, we would come to explain why, but this wasn't the right moment to start digging up that dirt. Nevertheless, there was tension between Aife and Bane, regardless if they wanted to admit it or not. And while both rather spent their days acting clueless, I was dead set on proving them a thing or two. Especially to Bane. Offering her my hand, I flashed her the brightest smile I could muster, "shall we?"

Aife giggled, placed her hand in mine and muttered, "you're getting me in some trouble here, Zion. Make sure you don't leave my side, even I wouldn't want to be me if Bane learns I left the house, especially while looking like I'm about to sell my dignity."

I laughed at her words. Little did she know my plan more or less was what she feared. As soon as we would get in a safe distance, I would snap a photo of her in my car and text Bane that we were on our way to catch some ass and booze. Leaving the bedroom and walking towards the stairs, she kept cursing under her breath while I enjoyed myself, imagining the look on Bane's face when he would finally realize exactly how incapable of letting her go he truly was. Honestly, he understood more than he was willing to show, and sometimes, he just needed that extra push. No one could blame me for giving my best friend what he needed. After all, I had his best interest at heart.