Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 211 – Andrei POV

A Month Later

“Jonah!” Sage called out for the fourth time in a row before turning to me. Sage’s stomach was now round and huge as she looked up the stairs where Jonah had rushed off to his room, slamming the door behind him.

“I don’t understand why he is acting out like this,” Sage mutters, shaking her head.

Jonah’s behavior had been out of character for him recently, his usually bubbly personality lessened, and more so today, he even played up at the doctor’s visit and stormed out of the ultrasound room, making me chase him.

“Just go; I can handle him,” Sage says, waving me off. Malik knocked on the door as he waited for me, we were already running late, and I needed to get going if I wanted to get home before dark.

“How about I take him with me?” I suggest, and Sage shakes her head.

“No, what he runs off again?” Sage says, worriedly while chewing her lip a she anxiously looked up the stairs; I knew she was also worried about if he ran off from her, she was hardly in the right state to chase after him, all week she had complained about not being able to see her own feet.

“I’m taking him. We will be back before dark,” I tell Sage, refusing to let argue the matter further, pecking her lips quickly before walking up the steps, my boots making sound so much louder as I made my way to Jonah’s bedroom. I knock on the door before twisting the handle and walking in.

Jonah was lying on his bed with his face jammed in his pillow.

“Come on, buddy, let’s go, you are coming with me,” Walking into his room and stopping next to his bed, Jonah doesn’t move or acknowledge my presence, and I before grabbing his ankle and ripping him off the bed. He squeals as he flails, dangling upside down, my hand wrapped securely around his ankle.

I start walking out of the room; he squeals and laughs, clawing at my jeans like he thought I would drop him. Sage gasps, her hands clutching her mouth as I walk down the steps.

“Careful,” she shrieks, and I raise an eyebrow at her; I was not going to drop him, well, not on purpose anyway. Jonah’s hands clutch Sage’s maxi dress as he tries to pull himself upright.

“Kiss your mother. We are leaving,” I tell him before grabbing his arm and turning him the right way up, and setting him on his feet. His face is red from being upside down.

Sage clutches his little face in her hands before kissing his nose. “You be good for your father.”

Jonah nods before turning to the now open door where I could see Malik waiting out the front in my car. Jonah sulks, walking off toward the car, and I see Malik try to talk to him, but Jonah pays him no attention and just climbs in the back. I sighed, turning to look at Sage, who was watching him.

“I will find out what is wrong with him,” I assure her, pressing my lips to hers before turning on my heel and walking out toward the car. Getting in, I look over my shoulder and see Jonah had his seatbelt on before starting my car.

“He alright?” Malik asks through the mind link.

“No idea,” I reply while driving out of the pack grounds. Zane, Casen, and Nora were already there preparing things and left earlier in the day to help pack up while I attended Sage’s appointment with her.

“Pack is excited. A lot of them wanted to come,” Malik tells me. Glancing in the rearview mirror, I see Jonah staring off out the window with his chin propped on his arm and the window ledge. Turning my eyes back to the road, we continued to drive before pulling up in the parking lot just over an hour later. I stop the car and put it in park, and Malik hops straight out, and I turn to Jonah, who had remained in the same position the entire drive, not saying a word.

“Come on,” I tell him, and he looks over at me with a bored look on his face. I grip his chin when he goes to turn away and force him to look at me. “What’s wrong? You have been in a weird mood for two weeks now.”

“Nothing,” he says, pushing my hand away and opening his door, and climbing out. A growl escapes me, and Donnie comes forward at his attitude but isn’t angry. Donnie is just as concerned about his odd behavior.

“Find out. Something is wrong with him,” Donnie tells me. “Thanks for stating the obvious,” I retort, climbing out of the car myself.

“You go ahead, Malik,” I tell him, and he nods before sending a glance to Jonah, who was kicking loose rocks across the gravel.

“Jonah now,” I tell him, waving him over to me. He walks over to me, and I reach in the front and grab my water bottle from between the front seats; it was pretty warm today. Drinking some, I offer the bottle to Jonah, who takes it also thirsty.

Locking the car, we slowly follow the path Malik just went down before ducking out of view.

asks, looking up

found him. Jonah shakes his head before grabbing my hand. I squeeze his

leaving me

would you say that?” I ask him tugging him along the path. Jonah shrugs but says nothing. After half an hour, I stop again when I

are not moving, and I am not helping you down until you tell me what is wrong,” I tell him before leaning on

before sitting down and crossing his legs; he starts sweeping dust and dirt off the top of the rock,

on sleeping on that rock because we aren’t leaving here until you

ask if I was leaving you here?” Jonah mumbles something

will, but the threat seemed to have received some reaction from him. His

against my chest, his little hands gripping my shirt tightly as he sobbed. I brush his hair with my hand, waiting for him to stop knowing I won’t get a clear answer while he

me that led to the cave where he lived for months on his own. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea bringing him here; it seems to have triggered

if you

to leave; I want to stay at

would you leave, Jonah. I don’t want you to leave me, and you aren’t going anywhere, so

I blink, I dumbfounded

understand Jonah, what’s this got to

family now; you won’t want me around anymore; you

are on the cave in the mountain above us. I tug his fingers from his mouth, wanting

face, and I could tell he believed his words; he thought he was unwanted

our son, and your sister does not change that; you are our son just like she is our daughter, you belong to us, and we belong to

“Understood?” He nods.

“Understood?” I repeat.

“Yes,”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Dad,” Jonah says.

to be mine and your mothers, do you understand me? You are my son, and I am your father, and your sister coming will never change that. We are family, and you are not replaceable. You’re worth more than my own life, worth more to me than your mother. We will always put you and your sister before ourselves, and we love you both the same. You are my son whether you came from my Cooties or not,” I tell him. Jonah chuckles, and I

the next Alpha and my heir that will never change no matter how many siblings you

still

course, I will never force that on you, but i f you want the pack when you are old enough, it is yours,” I tell him before grabbing him off the rock. He wraps his arms around my neck,

You made me want to be a father,” I whisper to him, and he

your first Alpha job?” I ask him, and he pulls back to look a t me. I

set him down

Alpha Job?” Jonah

rest of your pack home,” I tell him before stepping out of the treeline into the clearing—the rogue’s camp is in the middle of packing up. Zane was already leading people to the buses. Tents and fires were being dismantled, and

us, a big excited grin on his

the river washing laundry, but this is the first time I have been into the camp itself, and I wanted to wait for you to come. They won’t recognize me, “Malik tells me, and I nod to him. Usually, Malik waited back or checked the outside

huge grin on his face at all the children running around. A group of them stop and stare

know him?” asks a little girl with blonde ringlets,

my dad, ” Jonah tells

you want to play?” She asks

all get home,” Jonah tells her, and she nods before rushing

says, pointing to the trail leading off into the trees across the other side of the clearing where the river

assault, when Malik suddenly growls, making me look over at him. Everyone near us

across the clearing of the camp. The rogues staring at him were frightened, and they had reason to be; Malik’s wolf was a giant for a warrior. His wolf is more prominent

Malik!” Jonah says, gripping his arm. Malik growls, his eyes not leaving the spot he was locked onto, but he does calm hearing Jonah’s voice.

his head to the side, watching the woman, her dark blonde unruly hair suddenly blowing into her face when she looks up and in our direction, her eyes pinned on Malik instantly while the person beside her keeps

hesitates as she approaches Jonah, her

he ok?” She asks

he is nice, but his wolf is being naughty,” Jonah says, trying to get Malik’s attention, and Lia