Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 189

Andrei POV

I felt Donnie’s relief at completing the bond, his tether to Sierra blown right open and I could hear her purring through him. Sage’s soft body tucked snuggling against my hard one felt right.

Everything about her was fragile, I  was  petrified  o f breaking her. One slip and she was right back with them. I hated seeing the way her body locked up, her muscles tensed and her face got that faraway expression like she was being transported back to a time before us. I expected it  to happen but it didn’t, which was a relief. I hated feeling her slip away from me.

All made worse by feeling her emotions when she got trapped in her head, It  was  like  I  was living the horror with her and it sickened me. The things they did  to her,  I could almost  see it  in my head just through what she felt at the time, her pain becoming mine. The scars on her body are the only traces left of what they did  to her physically  but her mind, I struggled with the most, wounds heal but the mind relives and remembers long after the damage is done,  those scars don’t heal it.  Instead it tainted her and her soul.

Blackened parts of her, making her ashamed of what she saw in the mirror. Yet I looked in awe of her strength. She was broken, maybe irreparably in some ways but she survived. She endured and she survived, lived through unthinkable horror. She carried  the burden of their torture alone atleast she thought she did, now I carry the burden of never  letting her know that I know what they did because I could feel it through her each time she was forced back there. I couldn’t tell her and I wouldn’t unless she told me herself and I would never drag up her past to ask.

I never understood PTSD until I watched her relive the things they did, taken back in time it was like she was right there, transported back like it was happening all over again. She is a warrior, she sees herself as broken and ugly while I saw her as delicate and soft, yet strong, withstanding all that life tossed at her, there’s  beauty in her pain because on the other side of it. I  saw her, I saw how amazing she truly is, how strong she is, how patient and understanding she is.

She has something I will never have and that is a gentleness and softness despite everything that should have made her angry, bitter and cruel.

Instead she possessed an inner strength and resilience, along with pure determination to be better than them, better than I was when led by my own pain.

Sage is the flower that bloomed without water and sunlight, without  care  or love to  nurture  her,  yet still  she  blossomed into the  woman   she is today, despite the storms harsh wind and everything that tried to destroy her beauty she stood  and endured and stayed strong. She  bloomed  instead  of  letting her petals wilt and die, by giving up. She became a warrior  in her own right and  I  am blessed  to call her mine. I stared down at  the woman  beside                     me.

Climbing out of bed, I gently pull my arm out from under her head trying not to wake her.

Walking into the bathroom, I grab a cloth and  wet it with warm water and rung it out before scrubbing my thighs of the secretions that leaked on them. Walking  back into  the bedroom I tug the blanket back that was covering her.

“Make sure you let her know what you are doing” Donnie mumbles at me like I didn’t already know that, I knew that better than anyone else not to touch her.

Leaning down I kiss her, nibbling on her bottom lip. “Sage” I whisper, running my hand across her stomach gently, she mumbles incoherently against my lips in her sleep making me laugh.

“Sage, I am going to clean you” I tell her, dipping my face into her neck and licking her mark. She moans softly, turning her face into mine, my stubble brushing her cheek.

“Let me sleep, ” She mumbles. I pull away and chuckle as her nipples harden from me touching her mark.

“I   am about to touch you, so don’t freak out” I tell her, pecking her face as she tries to swat me away.

“Damn I hope she doesn’t sleep like this everytime, it’s like trying to wake the dead” Donnie mutters.

“Andrei   it’s cold, get   back in bed and be my hot water bottle” She pouts half asleep, turning into m e where I sat on the edge of the bed. I lean down nuzzling her neck and she growls at me wanting to sleep.

“Touching you now” I tell her and she mutters something that sounded like do what I want just let her sleep. I roll my eyes before moving the washcloth between her legs, she reacts to my touch instantly and I froze for a second when she moans softly. I quickly clean her before walking to the bathroom and tossing the cloth in the hamper.

room she was laying in my spot and I move her over before climbing into bed beside her, eager to sleep myself. Sage draped her limbs over me and pressed closer when she began to purr,

her on  her side, I tuck my body around hers as I try to figure out why I had awoken. I was still tired when I hear it, my phone ringing and

I ask

this Mr Andrei?” A man’s voice says, only one person calls me

“Yes, who is this?”

have a small boy here with me, he

him on” I hear the phone change

home, please” Jonah’s frightened voice comes

Clive?” I ask him and I see Sage stirring on the

to drink but he stunk and pulled my hair please, please come

will be right there, put the man on for me”

Clive didn’t feed him dinner. Hanging up, I can’t help the growl that rips

to go,   stay here ” I tell her, grabbing my jeans

eyes. “Jonah needs me,

says, instantly    alert at

I will be

says and I grip her face before

  her  before  letting  go and heading for the door,

growl rushing down the steps. He was going to fucking die

was so much easier then ringing. I feel his mind come alert as

“What’s wrong”

meet me at the car, Jonah is

my way” he says instantly before cutting the link. I pull my shirt on as I head toward my car before  seeing Malik’s porch light

asks, reaching for the back door, I see Zane’s light turn on before he rushes over to. “Andrei”

and ring if anything happens

driver’s seat. My father hops in the passenger seat and Malik

going, is he alright?” My

get my son back, then I am killing that bastard Clive” I tell him. He growls

I tear out of the driveway heading for the

car sliding onto the bitumen road as it leaves the gravel. I floor it

the longer I drove the more anxious I became. It was a little after midnight already and

above the restaurant and Jonah was watching TV with his

for Dominic’s number.