Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 240 – Marabella POV

We were partway through a conversation when Jonah got this glazed over look like his mind went somewhere else when suddenly he was bleeding all over the sofa. I freaked instantly and gripped his shoulders, shaking him but got no response, physically he was here, but his wide-open vacant eyes told me he was also elsewhere.

“Jonah!” I shrieked in a panic. Looking around, I ran toward the kitchen and grabbed some teatowels from the bottom drawer before racing back to Jonah, whose blood was running onto the tiled floor as it dripped off the sofa.

“Jonah?”

“Try to slow the bleeding. Why isn’t he healing?” Kora shrieked when pain radiated up my arms. When Kyan’s father’s voice whispered behind my ear, red marks burned into my skin.

“Calm down. Jonah is fine. Kyan is channeling him to remain in this world. Kaif won’t let him d*e, Marabella.” My arms stung, yet it made no sense. What he said made no sense when I felt my mouth pooling with my venom.

“Shift if you want to heal him,” I tell her, trying to force it, yet my body remained; I didn’t want to start licking him like some freak.

“You can’t. Kyan is blocking you from feeling him, blocking you completely,”

“Dominic, right?” I asked just to ensure it was his father.

“Yes, bout time you figured it out, princess” I sucked in a breath, and a tear slipped down my cheek. I swallowed the emotion back, knowing he died for me. Yet he was always with me, drowning in my hopelessness with me, always bringing me back from ending it. Keeping me going, I understood what my father meant when he said Dominic was a better man than he gave him credit for, that he couldn’t repay what he gave for him, and neither could I. His voice was sometimes the only thing that kept me alive and breathing until Kora came along. The voice that would talk to me while I hid away from the world, from myself.

“You can still heal him,” Dominic tells me. I looked down at Jonah’s bleeding wrists. Ah, gross, I thought but snatched his arm up before running my tongue over the deep cuts. My tongue tingled as I ran my tongue from his wrist to the crook of his elbow.

Dominic’s voice laughed in my head at my reaction. “Well, you would s**k being a vampire,”

academy “Surprisingly, it doesn’t taste too bad, just the thought is what is making me cringe,” I tell him, and I felt my energy diminishing more as my body grew heavier. He laughs again when I move onto the next one, four lines marking up each arm, and by the time I was done, his blood coated my lips and face. I wiped my face on the teatowel and shivered, but the wounds remained closed, yet he was still stuck in this trance-like state.

I ask Kora and Dominic as I leaned heavily back on the sofa, suddenly exhausted like I just had my energy zapped out of

back on the sofa, Kora paced in my head, worried

was just like having Kora in my head but not also not. Like he

“Anything,” He says.

would

energy, and Jonah knows he needs help, panic, fear, your sadness, any heightened emotion

are

I am your guardian, but I like to think you are much more

“More?”

have watched you grow. You are as much my daughter as Kyan is my son, much more than a friend Marabella,” His words shouldn’t have made me more emotional, but they did. For years I believed he was just an imaginary friend that I was alone in this world, but knowing he was by my side all this time made

regret

regret taking your place, Marabella, if that

I meant leaving Kyan. Maybe he would have been better off with you

supposed to be. Even if you weren’t Kyan’s mate, I still would have taken a bullet for you. As a parent, I couldn’t fathom the

can you speak to me

to fear d***h, but sometimes we just need to embrace it,” He says. I was about to ask more when Jonah lurched forward. He coughs, and I grip

you alright?

and so is Kyan, at

“What do you mean?”

home truths he should have faced years ago; he is

see his eyes glaze over again, but it was a mindlink. That much I could

scrubs a hand down his face and stood. He glances at the sofa that

“You were bleeding, Kyan,”

says, looking at his

“You cleaned me?”

not exactly,” my

before reaching down and gripping my hands, and tugging me to my feet

would explain why you look so pale and tired,” Jonah says, cupping my face with both his hands. His thumbs rub gently across my cheeks, and I lean into his touch when he tilts my face up to kiss me. I reached my arms

gripping my thighs and lifting me higher, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing closer to him as his tongue played

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