Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 97

Ezra POV

We had been short on patrol runs for days now. Meeting Alex at the border, I fell in line with him as he scouted.

We hadn’t seen or heard anything in days, which was making me anxious. What was Jackson planning, and why was Andrei helping him. Andrei and Jackson never got along so I knew there had to be something going on with them to suddenly band together.

“Anything out of the ordinary?” I ask Alex through the link. Maddox was anxious he needed something to tame the fire inside him. Something to take the edge off.

“Nothing, Jackson’s Pack has been locked down, no one has stepped in or out of the territory “Alex tells

me which makes me worry more, knowing he was biding his time and also planning for something, we step over the border and declare war, we could be walking into a trap.

“What about Andrei’s?”

“Same thing, they have gone silent, usually Andrei’s men along the border banter with ours but we haven’t seen them at all”

“Yeah well he was caught helping Jackson, the alliance broke the moment he went against us. Just tell our men to remain alert” I tell him running ahead of him. Maddox needed out, needed to be let loose. I give him the reigns he desperately wanted.

Maddox felt supercharged as he tackled a moose, taking it down effortlessly, he wasn’t even hungry he just wanted to kill something, and some sick part of me actually enjoyed watching him do it while he hunted for his next target. Something felt off with him, he was becoming angrier and angrier as he kept on killing animals in the forest.

got into you?’ I ask him trying to figure out

inside him. He goes back to the moose deciding to maul it to pieces. Tearing its flesh from the bone, his fur drenched in blood and I dreaded having to go into town like this, though it wouldn’t be the first time I have walked into town drenched in

blood was dripping off our fur, but his words earlier had me thinking, I couldn’t sense Kora either when Mateo and I were with her, couldn’t sense her at all. The bond was complete, I could feel everything

couldn’t sense Kora either, making me wonder if Kat noticed her presence was gone. A

pack run’ I told Maddox as he started heading for town. It took us a while because Maddox kept hunting on the way, his hunger for death untameable. Finally stopping at the funeral home, Maddox handed me back control and I shifted, not a speck of skin showed under all the blood and I cursed at the sight of my body. I walk to the back door, gripping the door handle and walk in. Good thing Mrs Crump dealt with dead bodies for a living but still she shrieks at the sight o f me as I walk into the morgue at the back of the

Before pushing her glasses up her nose. She covers the dead body of one of our warriors with

always had a dark sense

She asks, washing her hands, she leaves the tap running and I quickly wash mine and she squirts some soap on my hands. She was in her 6o’s and I had known her

before following her into the funeral palor, coffins lining the walls and urns, my feet leaving marks on

death differently, but she has you and Mateo ” She says, eyeing my neck with a

to contain

heart with joy knowing you have let him in” She says, making me look at

us older ones have, that boy has loved you since he was child himself, about time Maddox calmed enough to let him in, I have waited for this day. I

ask

box from beside the urn holding it out to me but I shake my head, m y arms were coated in blood I didn’t want to risk touching anything. Ester realises that and opens it t o show me. Inside the smaller box was Kat’s pumpkin necklace but Mateo organised some of her

nod knowing Kat would love it before letting her wrap everything back up in the protective wrap it was in before placing it

bloody footprints through the place, Ester never mentioned it. This woman was one in a million; she buried and cremated nearly every member

time I was done with him, but my mother both of Mateo’s and his father, I didn’t know how she did i t, she had one of the hardest jobs, not only did she bury her own husband and one of her sons she never ever closed and worked 7 days a week and never closed

her arms out. “Come on, I am