Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Chapter 282

Eziah POV

Something was happening. The moment Kyan's magic latched onto her, she jolted. A cold rush moved through me, and her eyes bled black. She smiled. The look on her face was eerie like she was looking straight through me. Jonah refused to let me go to her, and I was a second away from blasting him with my magic as she spoke to something, agreeing with it while Kyan tried to coax her out of whatever state she was in.

He looks at her worriedly, whispering to her to ignore the voices. I couldn't hear anything, but it was clear she could. Black tendrils writhed all over her exposed skin.

Thunder and lightning streaked the sky and rumbled loudly, cracking like a whip and igniting the sky in streaks of light.

Kyan spoke calmly when blood started to stream from her eyes, nose, and ears, his voice growing higher when he suddenly bit her. Sank his teeth into her neck, remarking her, her eyes flickered, and my heart jolted in my chest.

She blinks rapidly, and Kyan rips his head back. His eyes had turned white, like a storm was brewing within the depths, darkness emanated out of them yet never breached the barrier held by the ruins, black fog creeped along the edges of the coffin before smothering it and obscuring it along with their hands.

That realization

using was unlike anything I had ever seen before. Otherworldly and ancient, and for the first time, I witnessed darkness glow. It was the only way

ground beside the coffin, and I rushed forward to help. Only the moment I tried to run through the ruins, I was blown backward. Tossed through the air, and I crashed into something hard behind me, only to find it was Jonah as he took the brunt of the impact. Electricity zapped around the rocks, lightning repeatedly hitting them as Kyan stood. Only when he did I blink rapidly, unable to believe my eyes when ghostly figures suddenly stood inside with them, hundreds of translucent shadow people stood within, goosebumps rose on my arms. As his eyes moved to the coffin, like he

face was demonic, his body completely obscured as the shadows wrapped around him, leaving only his neck up visible. Engulfing him as his hands lifted outward, he tilted his head toward the sky, and my heart nearly stopped in my chest

light engulfed my vision like the worst welding flash. The lightning hit the dead center of his chest, blue streaks of light flickered within the shadows, and his entire body jolted. Jonah whimpered behind me at the same

sub lunaque latent, nec nisi

the trees on the outer parts of the clearing and creating a circle. The lightning then bounced off the ruins, etching runes into the rock as Jonah and I were knocked off our feet. Sitting

air turns stagnant yet also charred. The power charge drops, and Kyan shakes his head before he gasps, reaching for Mara, who was staring vacantly to the side of them. Her lips part, and her gasp of shock was audible. I followed her gaze to see

Marabella POV

felt supercharged yet hollow as Kyan took Dominic's magic from me, it was like a void opened inside me and what was once there was no longer part of me. It felt foreign,

me as I felt it tearing into him, and he reached for me; his body shook like he was convulsing, his muscles taut, but the tingles from his touch warmed the hollow, cold feeling inside me. Dazed, I looked around before my lips part as I noticed the lid on the coffin was wide open, the runes no longer glowed, and I couldn't tear my gaze away. My heart thumped in my chest. This was the moment, the moment to see if I was right. But what if I was wrong? Doubt crept in, and pain panged through

and pressing his forehead against mine. He lets out a shaky breath. "You’re alright,"