The Beast's Possession

**Aife

pov**

I expected Zion to drive me around and show some places he liked, but of course, everything I expected didn't happen.

Zion had to take me to some shady-looking establishment to show how "real wolves had fun", whatever that meant, really.noveldrama

As we got out of the car, I was instantly hit with a wave of overwhelming stench, a mix of rotting meat, blood and something else.

I scrunched my nose at him, but Zion just shrugged. "No big deal, rogues die here more often than you would think. Happens, you know. Don't let this kill your spirits, let's go have some fun."

My spirit of having fun had been nonexistent for years, so the overall setting really wasn't the reason why I didn't want to be here.

Taking in the shady building and the dress I was wearing, I kind of feared that Zion took me here to pimp me out. All I could do was hope he meant it when he said he wanted to be my friend. It would suck if my life became even worse than it already was.

Zion threw his arm around my shoulders and tried to encourage me to go in. He claimed, actually swore, that nothing bad could happen to me for as long as he was around.

"Come on, I promise nothing will happen. Swear to the Goddess herself, seriously. Nothing bad could possibly happen. I won't step away for as much as a second. You need to loosen up a little and enjoy yourself while you're still young," he kept blabbering.

"I can enjoy myself in a library more than I would in a shady place, Zion.” I announced as I rolled my eyes.

His hand grabbed my shoulder to shake me a little. "And I can do the same thing in the gardens. Haven't you noticed that I act like an actual child sometimes? I can run around and chase butterflies for my enjoyment, but this is like another level, you know. It's different. It's the adult fun." He kept pressing as we took our spot at the back of the line of people, waiting to be let in.

"Reading is an adult fun, Zion," I mumbled.

"Yeah, yeah, in no time, you will find your mate, start having sex and birth millions of babies. I want to see your ability to read or get reckless with those babies in your arms. Just this once and you're free of my torment."

As much as I wanted to argue, I decided against it. If a couple of minutes in that building would make Zion happy, I could suck it up for the sake of our friendship.

Perhaps staying silent was the best option because the security guards allowed two people in and one of the buff guys caught my eye.

Since he probably could feel my eyes on him, the man looked at me. A crooked smile appeared across his lips as he pointed his finger at me and called out, "you, there, the new meat, come in."

"The new meat, as you called her, is with me," Zion's voice blared over everyone who had already started complaining about the long wait becoming even longer with random people being let in.

The guard's eyes focused in our direction and the scary man actually paled when his gaze caught a glimpse of Zion.

"Beta, my apologies for the long wait. You shouldn't have stood in the line in the first place, please, enter," the guard sounded genuinely terrified.

In the meantime, Zion grinned like the very child he called himself moments ago.

I kept glancing at my new best friend and the terrified people around us, completely lost. Why were they acting as if he was some monster and they couldn't look at him?

As soon as we stepped inside the building, I tried to pin Zion down with my gaze. "What was that?"

He offered me a sheepish grin, "I might have a reputation around here."

"No shit," I spat back without a second thought.

"Let's say people are very well aware of who Bane and his Beta are, okay? Now, drop this thought and let's move to the dance floor, it's about time you start shaking those cheeks," Zion laughed, stepped aside and slapped my ass. My eyes grew so wide, I seriously feared the possibility of them popping out of the sockets.

Zion wasn't trying to hit on me, he never showed any intention to do so, it was more of a way to annoy me even more.

I wasn't sure why he did all of these things, so I just forced my lips in a thin line and followed him inside. As it turned out, we were at some hidden, illegal nightclub Zion was very known inside.

Ha, it looked like Beta had some secrets of his own.

What surprised me the most was how much women were glaring at me. Like, if looks could kill, I would be six feet underground even before I stepped inside the club.

Then, everything became even weirder when women started throwing themselves at Zion and he just pushed them all away with one, simple sentence. "Not this time, babe."

I stuck out like a sore thumb compared to people who surrounded us. Although earlier I claimed I looked like I was about to sell myself, the reality was that I was the only woman who was fully covered. The women around me wore little to nothing, if anything at all.

In fact, I saw at least five completely nude women.

"Cool place, isn't it?" Zion grinned as soon as we reached the dance floor.

I looked around again and bit my lip. "To each their own, I suppose. Call me a prude, but I don't like it here. Should I mention I don't belong? I stick out."

Zion wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me against his body. "Chill, don't pay any attention to anyone but me. We're here to have fun, not fuck around."

At first, I was as stiff as a log, but after a while, I gave in and agreed to enjoy myself. This was my first experience going to a nightclub, so I had the right to enjoy it.

Zion and I danced like crazy, ignoring everyone around us. No matter how many women asked him if they could dance, Zion refused them all.

Deep down, I knew it was wrong, but I enjoyed that part. My friend took me out clubbing for the first time ever and refused anyone but me. Funny how a friend managed to make me feel like I mattered. Like I was the only person who really did matter.

As the time flew by and I finally shook off every fear I had prior to this moment, Zion announced he was thirsty. He offered me to go to the bar with him, but then encouraged me to dance a little more if I wanted.

And that was exactly what I did. I danced. Alone.

Although I had never thought of myself as attractive, quite a few men approached me and asked me if I wanted to dance with them. Thankfully, I learned the magic formula to get rid of them all was to announce that I was here with Beta Zion. Every time I mentioned his name, everyone ran away.

Zion was taking his sweet time, so I assumed he was busy fighting off his admirers. As awful as my departure from my father's pack was, I started learning a lot of important things only after I was out.

For example, how easy it was for one to control and manipulate masses for as long as his or her name was well known. I had thought humans were vile in a way since they followed their greed and lust for power, but in reality, werewolves weren't far behind.

When an arm wrapped around my waist again and my back was pulled against someone's back, I giggled, thinking it was Zion. "Did you bring some water for me too?"

Someone's nose ran over my neck and I instantly froze. It wasn't Zion, who was sniffing me now. Zion never did such a thing and I knew he wouldn't. "You smell nice."