Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 3

“You can sit,” he says, nodding toward the chair beside me. I stare at it before sitting on the edge of it looking back toward the door where my parents were waiting outside.

Turning back I find him watching me again. “Your name is Katya?” He says pronouncing correctly, most people don’t the first time.

“Yes, Alpha”

“You can call me Ezra,” he says and I nod.

“How old are you?”

“17” I tell him and he nods looking at some documents which I see are my mother’s and father’s paperwork along with my birth certificate. He picks it up looking at it.

“You turn 18 soon? You will be able to find your mate, that’s exciting” he states.

I say nothing, no one will want me, I was basically human with the added difference of heightened senses.

“You go to school, I take it?” I nod chewing on my thumbnail.

“Last year?”

“Yes I finish this year, well supposed to”

be finishing school” he states leaving no room for argument. I press my

“You don’t like school?”

school?” I ask

you didn’t considering, you are a beta’s daughter”

was great till they found out I was a freak I think

explained your reason for leaving, that you had a run in with the Alpha’s daughter and your mother hit her?” He asks. My mother was taking the blame, I kept my mouth shut to stop the risk of being caught out in a lie although

prick should be put down” Alpha Ezra says not even trying to

says standing up. I jump out of my seat taking a step back. His eyes snapping to

I place mine in his. Tingles spread across my

hand again with a smile playing on his lips

he was watching me again. He was tall

glasses stained with his blood on the desk making me look at him,

grabbed his wrist and I could taste his saliva on his wrist, his blood surprisingly

doesn’t let go, his arm tightening around

need to pledge to me” I nod, the heat from his hard chest pressed against my back seeping

loyalty and my life to Alpha Ezra” I stop not knowing his last name, I look over my shoulder at him, his

clutched it, his grip tightening around me preventing

of a rubber band. “You’re okay. It’s over now”

and I look down to see both his arms wrapped around me just under my heavy breast. My face heating up with embarrassment realising he was the only reason I was upright before quickly becoming aware of his hands on my body. Great, I was

glaze over before my mother and father rush in, he must have been talking to them

it wouldn’t be so bad” my father says fussing over me. I slap their hands away at their fussing. I wasn’t a baby. Sometimes they could