The Beast's Possession

**Bane

pov**

The treatment was helping me get back to my feet. After another, ridiculously long nap, I woke up energized and so full of strength, I actually got out of the bed and walked around the room.

After the first three rounds, I realized I could walk around freely without getting dizzy, falling over my own feet or collapsing, so finally, in what felt to be weeks, I left the room and started walking around the pack house. The halls were long and wide, every wall adorned with paintings of Alphas and Lunas from the previous generations.

In time, as I kept running into more and more people, I smiled at them all and greeted everyone, slowly warming the pack people up to me. Soon enough, some of them stopped to have a quick chat or ask me about how I felt.

I wasn't sure if it was true worry or they were beating around the bush to find out when they would get me out of their hair, but I still appreciated the opportunity to chat with everyone.

When I finally reached the staircase, I hesitated a little. Walking straight wasn't an issue, but if anything happened and I got dizzy, I would roll down these massive stairs and break a few bones in the process, which was something I really didn't want to happen.

I wasn't afraid of the pain. I was worried that more injuries would keep me away from her for even longer than necessary.

And besides, I was still so stupidly weak because of the silver, which I couldn't understand how I survived, so any bump in the way would lead me to serious issues.

Just as I was about to take the first step, someone grabbed my upper arm. My head shot to the right and eyes instantly met a pair of very warm, green orbs.

"Alpha, let me help you. Don't take this as a sign of showing off strength, take it as a king gesture. The whole pack is worried about your recovery, we have been told it is dangerous for you to walk around alone, so plenty of guards are looking for you everywhere." He spoke with so much respect, I was surprised to receive it.

Usually, I was the one who was feared, not respected and held high, so this really came as a surprise.

"I'm a little unsteady on my feet, but I think I can do this," I replied with as much respect as I was given.

The guard grinned. "It's fine, let me help you. Where were you heading?"

"Okay," I agreed and allowed him to toss my arm around his shoulder as we slowly started descending the stairs. "I was on my way to see if I could have a quick chat with the king."

"Oh, he's in the downstairs office. I believe he had to take a call, but he should still be in there. Let me lead the way."

"Thank you," I beamed at him.

Ever since Aife, I had learned many things and in a way, I had also changed. Honestly, for the better. I wasn't as grumpy and moody anymore, these days, I even wanted to be kind to others, which really came as a shock.

"You're not even half as scary as others told me. Maybe because you're still in the process of recovery or maybe it's because you've been made a bigger monster than you actually are. My name is Tim, by the way. I'm the Alpha's guard." He spoke without looking at me.

Unlike me, Tim was actually paying attention to our feet to ensure neither of us tripped over ourselves.

With a slight chuckle, I just nodded. "Maybe, maybe," I said without adding more details. Sometimes, a bit of mystery was good and it really didn't hurt anyone. "My name is Bane, but you probably already know that. It's nice to meet you." He returned the pleasantries and from there, we kept walking in silence. I appreciated the mood that surrounded us - it was light and easy, no tension at all. I needed it. Just a moment of silence with no stress, fear and overthinking. By the time we reached the bottom of the stairs, I had managed to lose myself in my thoughts. Thankfully, Tim was near to pull me back to reality.

"Over there," he pointed his finger at another hall. "That's where the office is." He added and grinned.

"Thank fuck it's not a mile away," I muttered, making Tim laugh.

Maybe he thought I was joking around, but I wasn't. My knees were already burning so bad, I doubted I could walk for any longer.

As he led me to the door, Tim knocked on it and cleared his throat, "my king, Alpha Bane is here to speak to you."

No longer than a few seconds later, the door flew open and the king instantly grabbed me, pulling me towards him like some doll. "You crazy man, couldn't you send someone to get me? Why are you tiring yourself with walking? Bane, you're supposed to be on the bed rest," he scolded me as if I was his child, not a friend.

Tim and I burst out in laughter at the same time. I was laughing so hard, I couldn't say a word, so the guard took over. "I believe Alpha Bane finally felt strong enough to leave his room, hence why he decided to walk here. My king, I was at his side to ensure no accidents happen. And besides, we all know how Alphas are, stubborn as hell."

His words didn't even offend me. Tim had a way of speaking that didn't make me feel like he was attacking or ridiculing me. A pleasant change, really.

And as it seemed, the king felt the same. He joined in on laughing at the stupid situation and agreed with Tim. "Thank you for helping my friend. I believe he wanted to talk in private, so if you don't mind, could you stick around the office and help out later if needed? We might have to carry him back to the room."

Tim gave the king a quick nod and looked at me. "I'll go grab some snacks from the kitchen, you take care of yourself Alpha Bane, I will return a little later."

With that being said, Tim spun around and walked away. The king pulled me inside the office and sat me down on a massive recliner and then walked to the door to shut it.

"You're crazy, Bane. Fucking mad. What could have been so damn important for you to risk your health like this? You've made a massive progress, but not big enough to run around like some drugged up fairy. Fuck, we have no idea how you survived the damn silver and you're still taking this situation lightly?"

Ignoring nearly all of his words, I grinned. "I want to borrow your phone to call Zion and check on how my pack is doing. Isn't that important enough?" I flashed him the stupidest smile.

As if on cue, his phone went off. He lifted one finger for me to wait and checked the screen just to let out the most frustrated groan I had ever heard. Then, he turned the screen towards me to show me the called ID and grumbled, "speak of the devil."