Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Read Fated To The Alpha [by Jessica Hall] Chapter 212 – POV

5 years later,

The high-pitched scream made me look u p from washing the dishes to look out the kitchen window. Marley and Alicia were out the back playing with the twins. Eziah, my social butterfly, squirts Marley with his water gun. Her scream rang out loudly as she ran away; the twins are six now and couldn’t be more opposite to each other; kids at school always surrounded Eziah. Marabella, however, was socially awkward, but still, she did her best to fit in and made a few friends; I had invited their friends over to play, having been a rather rough week for them. We had another rogue a****k, the fourth in the last two weeks, and tensions have been running high.

I chuckle to myself watching Eziah chase after Alicia and Marley squirting them, Marabella sat in the sandpit, playing with her bucket and pale before tossing it across the sandpit. My brows furrow as I watch her. She looks over her shoulder before slipping her gloves off and molding the sand to make a castle.

When I hear the doorbell ring loudly, I look over my shoulder, and I quickly dry my hands on a teatowel before going to answer the door. My face split into a grin when I saw Jasmine standing on the doorstep.

“Why didn’t you just let yourself in?” I ask her. Jasmine and I were still close, but something had been off with her lately. She and her mate had been having issues. I understood her mate’s concerns, but I also felt it was a little unreasonable. Marabella was a child. She wasn’t dangerous to anyone, not intentionally anyway.

“The lock must have clicked; I tried to open it,” Jasmine answers, stepping inside and closing the door behind her; I head back to the kitchen to turn the kettle on.

“Coffee?” I ask her.

“Yes, please, wait, is that Alicia?” Jasmine asks me, and I glance out the window while I fill the kettle up.

“Yeah, I invited her over, so Marabella had someone to play with.”

“So they are friends again, that’s good then?” Jasmine says, sitting down at the kitchen table.

“What do you mean, they have always been friends?” I asked her, slightly confused; Marabella told me Alicia was her friend, so did Eziah.

“Oh, maybe Marley was wrong.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing, she is a good kid, she came over the other day, but Marley said Alicia always picks on Marabella at school,” Jasmine tells me, and I turn to look over at her.

“Maybe Marabella forgot to tell me they argued,” I wondered; I would have to ask her about it later. I poured the coffee and milk into the mugs when Jasmine shrieked, jumping up and nearly knocking the dining table chair over as she rushed out the sliding doors. I followed to see what happened, only to see Jasmine rush toward the sandpit. “Marley!”

I glance at the girls playing in the sandpit when Jasmine stalks over to the sandpit ripping Marley out by her arm.

“What have I told you? You know not to get too close when she hasn’t got her gloves on,” She scolds. Marley seemed confused as she looked down at Marabella. Marabella hangs her head, reaching for her gloves.

“I will put them back on the sand, it is hard to play with, “Marabella tells Jasmine and Jasmine turns to look down at her, a sad smile on her face and her cheeks blushing.

“Sorry, sweetie. I didn’t mean it like that,”

Then how did you mean it, Jasmine? I could only interpret one meaning of what you said,”

“Kat, come on. You know better than anyone else. You said she would have her gloves on, now I will have to….you know what never mind. Come on, Marley, we should head home,” Jasmine says, tugging her daughter’s hand and rushing off the side of the packhouse, Marabella looks down at her hands before glancing back at Jasmine and Marley’s retreating form.

“I wasn’t going to touch her, Mumma,”

“I know, sweetheart, you did nothing wrong,” I told her. Eziah reaches over and grabs her hand and I see him squeeze it.

“I will start making lunch,” I tell the kids; I will deal with Jasmine later. Marabella did nothing wrong, and I didn’t like how she reacted in front of my daughter. It irritated me that everyone was so frightened by her, she is a child. Yet fear makes people respond in different ways; as much as I hated to admit it, Marabella was treated differently by most people, yet it couldn’t be helped and I tried my best t o lessen the gut-wrenching blows when parents said no to letting their kids play.

After the first few times, I learned. Marabella would ask to have a playdate and be all excited and ask me to ring their parents. The look on her face broke my heart so I never asked front of her anymore. After a while she stopped asking, so I felt relief when Alicia’s mother agreed for her to come over. I didn’t particularly like her mother, she was pretty rude and didn’t seem to differentiate between being too nosy and just plain rude sometimes, plus she was a gossip. If you wanted the entire town t o know something, all you had to do was mention it to Ayla and that would guarantee it would be around town by the end of the day and a more elaborate exaggerated version.

Walking inside, I grabbed the bread from the pantry and made sandwiches for the kids, hearing the front door open. I was relieved when I smelt Ezra’s scent waft to me; signally he was home. Turning around to greet him, I was startled when Marabella rushed inside, tearing past me and nearly knocking me over. Her face streaked with tears. I could just make out Eziah yelling at Alicia as I took off after her. She races down the hallway beside the stairs only to run into her father.

Ezra asks. Marabella’s is covered in sand, and Ezra brushes it off before gripping her

kneeling next to her, but Marabella shakes her

Mateo walks in, saying something. His words cut off when

what happened?” Mateo asks, stopping next

me. Everyone hates me,” Marabella

you? Nobody hates you, baby,” Ezra tells her, and I chew my lip, watching worriedly. This wasn’t the first time Marabella had

a freak,

hates hearing her say things like that. We all did, she was Six, no child should feel hated, and we tried to shield her from the judgement, but it was near impossible when she had a Moon Goddess for a mother and Alpha

If he didn’t k**l the a******e, one of us would have. It was an Alpha meeting

twins, abominations, and that one,” He said, pointing at Marabella. She was two at the time. “She should have been put down at birth” The growl that left Ezra as Maddox pushed forward still sends

torn apart, his d**d, bleeding body at Ezra’s feet while he was drenched in blood. I

can touch me,” Marabella shrleks as Ezra tears the gloves off

skip a beat as

her hands go that are placed on either side of his face. Marabella held her breath while Ezra stared at her, trying to get her to see she was

“Dad, please,” Marabella begs.

Ezra

monster,” Marabella tells him while sobbing, and Ezra hushes her softly until she calms down and finally stops crying. He pulls her to him, hugging her

it was best if Mateo returned her to her mother; mine and Ezra’s tempers quickly erupted. Now, knowing

they are beneath you,” Ezra tells her, and she nods against his shoulder, hugging him

***********

Another ten years later,

Sixteen-years-old.

Marabella POV

his friends, I say this because they weren’t mine. No, they were good pretenders. They always were when my brother was around, I gave up trying to tell him they hated me, that he should just have lunch by himself without me around. He

him, picking up

won’t be gone long, I don’t need you to hold my hand,” He says, smiling at me, and I sit back down. “I will be back. Then we can head to English together,” Eziah tells me.

plague, one they didn’t want to risk catching. I go back to eating my lunch and trying to ignore the stares I could feel on me, the whispers, My appetite was suddenly gone, and I got up, dumping my tray in the stack before walking out. I headed for the library and nearly walked in when I

for anything, even my wolf. I couldn’t wait for that day to come. My brother had his wolf already. Mum said I had to wait until I was eighteen. It seemed

I listen for any voices before walking to the far cubicle, slipping inside, pushing the toilet lid down, and sitting down.

I was in the middle of replying when my phone started ringing in my hand. I can’t help

“Hey, Jonah,”

person. Why didn’t you write

favorite

pathetic. He is m y cousin, well not technically. We were in no way blood relations. He is adopted but still, it was kind of weird, and he was twenty-two and saw me as his geeky

was fine, Jonah

be

usual crowd,” he

tried to get along with him. He just took an instant dislike to me the moment I met him, it had been three years since I last saw him, and my stop dropped, knowing

assignment due on Monday, “I told him, unlocking the cubicle door

run directly into Alicia. She flicks her blonde hair over her shoulder

shoves me, and my back smashes against the brick wall, and I only just manage to stop myself from dropping the phone, “Watch it, s***k,” she spits at me, She walks off, and I watch her leave when Jonah’s voice comes through the

everything alright?” Jonah

wasn’t talking to me,” I lied

late for class,” I

hang up before

corner up ahead and throws his arms

you been? Everyone

had to use the bathroom,” I tell him, and he loops his arm through mine. Eziah leads us to our English class rattling on about something Marley did, it was apparent

finished school. Nope, once I have my wolf, we are going rogue and finding some forest to be free

will be alright to head home by yourself,” He

the unease out of

up my back higher and walking toward the bus shelter. Seeing everyone lined up waiting and talking amongst themselves, I turn for the front gates instead. I would walk home, and it would