Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 237 – Marabella POV

Time stopped the moment my brother stepped into the field. Panic seized me, and my fathers looked at him, startled. Eziah only had shorts on, indicating he shifted and ran here. How he escaped my mother’s watchful eyes was beyond me. But he was definitely pissed him off. This is precisely why I never intended to tell anyone. Jonah dobbing Kyan into his father had started this entire mess, and suddenly I could find a way out of it. I didn’t want my mate hurt. No matter what he did, he was still my mate.

Kora whimpers in my head. Eziah spent most of his time training with his magic, while I was too scared to try with mine, despite my parents urging I should, but it was more than that. Eziah always went to the moon goddess realm while I struggled to pass through the portal. It was like stepping into a place I didn’t belong, and the chills it gave me made me never go back after the first time.

Maddox presses forward and steps toward him, but Eziah backhands the air sending him flying before eleven got within twenty feet of him.

“Eziah?” I call, rushing over to him, and he growls at me. However, I was shocked to hear the thunderous roar that left Kyan when he did. Eziah smiles, tugging me behind him and turning his gaze on Kyan. Sage rushes over, trying to pull me away, and I struggle against her hold.

“We have to stop this,” I whisper to her, but she ignores me.

“It is how things are handled here. We can’t interfere, “

“No, you don’t understand, ” I tell her.

“No, what I understand is Kyan needs to pay for what he did. Marabella,” Sage growls at me before cupping my face. Tears trek down my face, and I shake my head. Couldn’t they see the only person any of this would hurt besides Kyan is me? I didn’t get a chance to voice that when I heard a thunderous clap making me glance over at Kyan to see Eziah’s golden glowing hands connect with Kyan’s face.

The hit was like a blow to the stomach, and I stagger back as pain rippled through me. I gasp, glancing at Eziah to see Maddox and Ares trying to separate them, but Kyan wasn’t even fighting back, just like blocking him, which sends Eziah mental.

“Fight back, you b*****d, ” Eziah growls before suddenly shifting. His black wolf is taking over. Eziah was a sight to behold, his fur jet black excepts the tips, which were a gold and silver color; he was truly magnificent and the complete opposite to Kora, who was snow-white with black-tipped fur.

Kyan doesn’t shift. Instead, sidestepped and deflected his blows. I try to run out on the field when I hear storm clouds roll across the sky, and I feel Kyan blistering hot anger. The angrier he got, the darker the sky got. Thunder booms around us, but Kyan still only defends, not fighting back as if he were trying not to hurt my brother. Instead, just taking whatever Eziah through at him.

“Kaif, shift you fool,” I scream out at them, escaping the clutches of Sage only to be grabbed by Jonah.

“Dad, do something ” I scream when Eziah suddenly shifts back before both his hands start glowing vibrantly. I had never seen him use power like this before. In fact, I didn’ t even know he possessed such power. Mum always said she was unaware of exactly what we were capable of. We were supposed to both be Gemini wolves like her, but when she died and was brought back, power was split between us, and no one knew what that truly meant. Now witnessing it for myself , I could see why she feared our powers. Eziah was a monster when angry. His anger was unrelenting as he raised his hands, and I felt the ripple of energy blast me.

“F*ck, we need to get out of here,” Jonah gasps behind me, trying to yank me back, but all I could focus on was Kyan standing there glaring at Eziah. Maddox and Ares try to grab ahold of Eziah and haul him off, only to be tossed back, both hitting the ground and rolling as the wind picks up when the light becomes blinding. I shield my eyes as Eziah’s hands glowed, the orbs growing bigger and bigger until hands were completely obscured before he brought them together, forming a large sphere.

He rolls his hand together; the power emanating off him takes my breath when Kyan drops his hands, his fingers flicker, and I see the tendrils of darkness slivering between his fingers.

enough, point proven,

Eziah snarls before flinging the gold orb at Kyan, who moves quickly a ball of black mist and electricity slivered up his arms. Kyan moved with blinding speed, Eziah had power, but he didn’t have the skill

making him grunt before

by his anger, flings his magic at Kyan when Kyan screams

me. Yet I was unharmed; it was Kyan that took the blow of power, his arms wrapped around me as he suddenly turned. His back arches and roars. Only when he straightens up, his eyes are pitch black and demonic-looking

still doesn’t move when Kora shoves forward, tossing him away when the next blast of power hits, instead. We take the brunt of

before charging at Kyan, who was getting to his feet. I see Jonah go to tackle Eziah, coining up behind him as Eziah flicked out his hand; I screamed, throwing my hands out in panic when energy burst from me. Tossing everyone and everything within fifty meters of me back, Eziah and Jonah launched backward along with everyone watching when I felt

me and laughs as the tickling sensation washes over me. I see Kyan, out of the corner of my eye reach

to fix everything when shadows started seeping out of my fingertips. I giggle, watching them sliver across the ground like tendrils. Could hear Kyan talking to me, hear the stranger’s voice behind my ear, but I pay no attention,

more extensive, taking humanoid shapes, and their whispers grow stronger. Telling me to give into it, whispering sweet nothings but also whispering the secrets of their pasts when I see a golden hue in the distance before feeling the ripple of its energy, so much weaker, unguided

him? His words made no sense when I saw the light headed in his direction, and I snarl before tossing my hands up, the shadows bursting from me when Kyan

Kyan POV

like they couldn’t hurt like they didn’t possess the power to end the world, her eyes a demonic black, and the shadows caressed over her the same way I kept my contained, yet only Kaif could safely use them. Eziah , despite his power, was also subdued by it. One thing about power, it

contain, it can quickly take control of the holder, which is exactly what was

screams, the shadows burst from her, the shadows of my ancestor’s magic, of Hade’s magic erupt from her, and

top of her before I slammed my palms down either

when Eziah’s power suddenly engulfs us yet doesn’t touch us, the shadows trapped in the forcefield I created stopping them from escaping and reawakening the d**d, the unnatural and wreaking havoc on earth. She

tickles her. Her body writhing beneath mine , when my shield is blasted by a powerful force, gold engulfing us overhead but not touching us

to pull it back, ” I tell her, and Kaif nervously glances out, my eyes entranced

magic. I feel my shield falter before seeing Jonah tackle Eziah at the same time Maddox does. Maddox punched his son, and the sight shocked me, but if he

and the fact she was cloaked with mine and being engulfed by

way she was grinding against me. When a thought occurred to me. I needed her to let the

start receding and her legs open. I push myself against her, settling between her legs and deepening the kiss. My tongue delved between her lips, and I couldn’t get enough of her like

lip when my

was kissing

mind was being stretched to see a future that hadn’t

commanded her to shift back. We were in a forest, one that looked oddly familiar. Deja vu washes over me briefly when Marabella shifts in Kaif’s arms, leaving her naked as she struggles to get out

screams, rattling off words that if we’re used on just me would disable me, but a monster like Kaif , one that held the power he has, she

he tears into her neck, marking her, inhumanly marking her as his teeth slashed and tore through not only her neck but chest and shoulder blade.

Kaif sniffs her, and her head rolls back in his furry arms. Blood drenched her, and her marking looked more like she had been mauled by a bear. Blood oozed out of her, dripping off our arms, and the color drained from her face, her heart rate slowing to a deadly beat as I looked on, horrified

jostles her shaking her, but she doesn’t wake when I notice the markings around her neck, thick lines

able to shake the image

shaking her head and glancing around. I felt my magic

happened? ” She murmurs, glancing