Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 84

Katya POV

Waking, I sit up to see Ezra, and our room making me wonder if it was all some sick dream my mind conjured up to torture me with, another vision of a time to come.

“My mum?” I ask him, praying he would be confused and not know what I am talking about, that it was in fact just a dream, yet he just stares, his eyes softening like he didn’t know what to say.

‘She is gone Kat, it wasn’t a dream, I wish it was’ Kora wails in my head, her soul crushing pain, making me feel it in every fibre of my being, she was dead.

I never pictured my life without my mother in it, who does. You don’t think of someone who raised you, who was the strongest figure in your life, the one that holds the most influence in who you become as gone. My mother was my biggest supporter, my biggest critic but she was mine. Nothing measures up to the pain that comes with losing a mother especially when she gave her life for yours. Inconsolable pain, soul shattering, destroying pain is what it feels like when you realise the woman that was always there would no longer be.

Then there was my father, if I felt like this I would hate to know what it feels like to him, to lose a mate. Your other half, a piece of yourself, yet he lost it twice and all because he loved me. I am my father’s destruction, that I know will always be mine to bear, my life not only once took everything from him, first my real mother, then the woman who raised me. My life seems to cost everyone theirs all for some curse bestowed by a Moon Goddess who was supposed to love us, though she condemned me to a life of misery and watching those i love die around me. Anger was not a strong enough word for how much I hated my existence because without it she would still be here.

“Your father is staying in one of the guest rooms” Ezra says, making me focus back on him. I nod climbing off him, exactly how does someone tell their own father I’m sorry for being the reason your soulmate is dead. I couldn’t face him not now.

“Kat?” Ezra says as I sit on the end of the bed, this could have been avoided if they let me heal her, they all stood and watched, watched her turn grey, watched her die for me and not one of them let me help her when they knew I could.

‘We can’t save everyone Kat, not without suffering the consequences, the consequences for her life would have been ours’ Kora says.

‘We don’t know that and now we will never know,” I told her.

‘I know it wasn’t a risk they were willing to take Kat, not even your father was willing to trade her life for yours, mum wouldn’t, she would hate us if we tried and died for her. I see that now, you just need to too’ Kora says.

Now what, what happens now we just move on like she never existed, I couldn’t fathom going on without her, not without hearing her voice, feel the softness of her hands and the warmth of her hugs. How does one survive without that?

‘We have them, we have dad that’s how’ Kora says yet her words don’t make me feel any better.

‘Stay out of my head Kora’

retorts becoming annoyed with me, I was annoyed at

feeling of being numb then the floodworks, least then I don’t have to feel anything at all and can live in my own misery and deal on my own as long as they don’t touch

take

but I can’t let you

just asking Ezra” I told him before getting up and walking to the bathroom. I was still naked from shifting and I could smell blood all over me and it was beginning to make

need to linger, just go do whatever

“Your mad”

mad at you just

so why bother asking, you’re my mate kat.

is he isn’t afraid to admit it, you don’t have to play nice because she is my mum Ezra and it is insulting that you would try,

don’t hate your mother

a Sh*t” I tell him, rinsing my hair, congealed blood plopping

but that doesn’t give you a right to be a b*tch” Ezra says

for Kat and

tell her, grabbing the soap. I showered not wanting to get out, like I could wash away the emotion that is solely her. Trying to build the courage to check on my father. Hopping out of the shower I grab a towel wrapping it around me before walking into the walk in

father in?” I ask

swallowed the lump forming in my throat and walking down the hall and I could smell his scent seeping from the crack under the door, opening the door all I could smell was the saltiness of his tears. He was asleep on the bed and it was strange seeing my father, looking so broken. He was curled up under the blanket yet even asleep he still reeked of his despair which was no doubt

seams, destroying the last piece of hope I had that he would survive this a second time. Kora cried in my head at his anguish, and I couldn’t bring myself to say anything, just hold him like he could somehow put the pieces of

Mateo POV

when you realise everything they will miss, certain days that represent them, birthdays, mothers day, holidays the

come out of the room, yet hours passed

probably organise funeral arrangements tomorrow” Ezra tells me and I

how our mothers, we both lost ours while young and now my biological mother was more a distant memory. From what I do remember of her I know she never wanted me, not me in particular just children in general that much was clear. I was just to continue the bloodline, my father wanted me, he was a good man and never spared an opportunity to be with me and

news for what felt like hours now as we waited for her to come out. Hearing the door click we both looked down the hall thinking it would be Kat, only it was her

sight of me looking up before looking back at the door to where Kat was. I feel Ezra walk up behind me