Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 35

Katya POV

My entire body felt like it was hit by a truck then reversed over. I felt so stiff, like I hadn’t moved much. Forcing my eyes open, I groan rolling on my side only to not recognise the room I was in. This isn’t the Alpha’s room?

I sit up looking around, only to see the Alpha’s head next to me and I realise I am in a Hospital room of sorts. Blinking lights on different monitors flashing and beeping. Looking around Mateo was asleep in a chair at my feet. Wait, how did I get here? Am I missing something?

I lift my hand brushing it through the Alpha’s hair before cupping his cheek. He kisses my palm and I feel tingles rush over it. “I love you” he mumbles in his sleep and I chuckle at his unknowing words in his sleep. His head snapping up as I laugh at his sleep talking.

“Kat!” He gasps, staring at me before clamping his hands on my face. He squished my cheeks together and I could tell he was still half asleep as his eyes looked glazed over still. My lips must resemble a fish as he squeezed my face between his palms like he couldn’t believe I was really here. Why was he acting like that?

“You’re squishing my face” I try to tell him when his eyes widen in recognition at the sound of my voice. Didn’t he recognise me, or was he still half asleep?

“Kat!” He says letting my face go. I stretch my face only for his lips to crash down on mine almost frantically.

I shove him back as his tongue invades my mouth before giving up and kissing him back. He releases me and I suck in the much needed air he deprived me of.

“Geez what’s got into you, you’re acting like I just dropped dead” I tell him and he falls silent just staring at me before dropping his head and grabbing my hand, he kisses my fingertips.

“What is it?” I ask him worried about his severe affections, usually he wasn’t clingy like that.

“Kat you’re awake,” Mateo says as he walks over to me, Mateo bends down and kisses my head giving me a side hug.

“Yeah why wouldn’t I be?” I ask him.

“You don’t remember the Rogues?” Mateo asks, looking at me. The rogues, the rogues, I rack my brain till a light globe goes on in my head, everything suddenly coming back suffocating me. It wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t a dream.

wasn’t some nightmare my overactive imagination conjured up? Jasmine was dead? All that really happened? My mind was reeling as I tried to piece together the events but all I could see was Jasmine’s vacant eyes staring back at me as I looked down at

I gasp, unable to breathe. My friend, my friend was dead and what about

down, just breathe” Ezra says, cupping

him frantically. Does he not

alive, she is

out her neck.. There was so much blood” I told him before breaking

alive she didn’t die, you brought her back” Ezra tells me but I know what I saw, he is lying, he said

in a breath but all I see is her dead eyes, I can’t get the image from my mind now that I know it wasn’t a dream. Then the feeling I felt and how cold I got as I stared down at her, the coldness of my

me something as the room around us

alive, I will explain but

I try to convince myself to believe it but people don’t come back from the dead, we aren’t cats, we don’t get nine

and his breathing trying to regain my breath as I suck in air before I chuckle at his face so close to mine, his eyes blurring into one. He raises an eyebrow at me but I manage to catch

a woman in labour?” I ask

to help you, you’re the one who forgot how to breathe”

her over,” Mateo

who over?” I

door opens and a bleary eyed Jasmine runs in, in her pajamas, which had little tweety birds on them. I thought I

her voice like music to my ears as I run off the bed and jump her. I crashed on top of her and she felt real. “You’re alive,you’re alive”

very much alive, but if you start busting out in song I may just kill myself and your slobbering on me” She says patting my back as I squeeze the living daylights out of

life, you would think she

tell her, pulling

voice behind me and I look over my shoulder at

and I say at the same time. Mateo nods downwards and I look down at her realising I was straddling her waist, my

my

gay, which I am not Beta Mateo” She says glaring at him “you woiuld totallly be my type”

before hopping off her and helping her up. “Nice jammies” Mateo tells her and she rolls her eyes

all healed, thanks to you. Now can I go back to bed, I was having the best

asks, cutting her

get into, nothing wet about it though I think I would pee a little