Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Read Fated To The Alpha [by Jessica Hall] Chapter 214 – “You better not be wanking; what is taking you so long-” he stops suddenly, a look of shock on his face as Jonah tugs me toward his friend.

Kyan had on a tailored navy suit, yet it did nothing to hide the bulk of muscle beneath his clothes. His suit jacket was, open the top two buttons of his white shirt were undone, and I could make out the dark tattoos beneath the white button- up shirt, some swirling design pattern that moved up the side of his neck.

He stops looking at Jonah, and his jaw clenches; I hadn’t seen him in years, and he had put on more weight, was just as tall as Jonah but built sturdier, more muscular. His dark hair cropped short on the sides and longer on top, he had a five o’clock shadow whereas Jonah was clean shaved, Kyan’s eyes are a deep grey almost black, lined with thick lashes; he looked like a woman’s equivalent of a wet dream until his face morphed into a snarl when he notices me. His eyes dart to Jonah’s, and his lips press in a harsh line. We stop in front of him, and I start slipping on my gloves to cover my hands, anything to distract myself from the look he was giving me.

“She isn’t eighteen, Jonah; she can’t be in a C****o by herself,”

“Good thing she isn’t by herself then,” Jonah says, stepping past him and reaching for the door. Kyan steps away from me.

“You know that isn’t what I meant,” Kyan growls at him.

“She is with us, so it will be fine; you said I could bring someone,”

“So you chose a twelve-year-old,” His words stung. No, they more than stung; the way he said it made my stomach plunge somewhere cold and deep within me.

“She is sixteen, and geez, Kyan, what has got into you? It’s Marabella, for g*d sake.”

“That’s exactly my point; she is underage and shouldn’t be in a f*****g C****o,”

“Fine, go by yourself then; I will take her bowling or something,” Jonah tells him with a sigh, bowling sounded better than spending the night next to someone who clearly hates my guts. Kyan pinches the bridge of his nose and exhales.

“We lose our liquor license because of her,”

“She won’t be drinking or in any of the g******g areas, and she is with us; no one would say s**t,” Jonah cuts him off. Kyan’s eyes darted to mine.

“She remains with you; I am not babysitting her,” Kyan snaps before opening the door and stepping out.

“I will just wait here,” I tell Jonah, suddenly feeling unwelcome. You would think by now I would be used to that feeling, but I did not want to cause conflict between him and his best friend, it would be better if I just rang dad to come to get me. This was a terrible idea; I just wanted to go home.

leave you in

manner that makes me not want to follow; one day Marabella,

with your dress,” Kyan says, glaring at my hands. I look up at Jonah. It was one thing not having them on when with Jonah or mum, even Eziah; besides

“But If I touch,”

be touching anyone; remove them,” Kyan snaps

chill. Leave her be,” Kyan ignores him, his

rolls his eyes, grabbing my gloved hand and tugging the glove off by the fingers, he then reaches for the other and tugs

his suit jacket before fiddling with his cufflinks he pulls from his pocket, his jaw clenched as he glared at his wrists trying to put the cufflinks on before dropping one. I bend down

let me help,” Jonah tells

snaps at him and Jonah puts up

head off,” Jonah says stepping away from him. Kyan sighs looking over at him before reaching

what he was saying when I grip his wrist, turning his hand palm up and poking the cufflink through. I straighten his cuff and look up to find him staring at me. His face is set in stone and indecipherable. I jerk my

fingers before fixing the other one when I felt his hand brush against the back of mine, his thumb stroking over the back of it, sparks rushed up my arms and my lips part

to stare at the elevator doors. His hands fist at his sides and I look at Jonah who shrugs

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dragging me from one place to another, I swear I walked the entire C****o twenty times, Kyan always with u s but he barely acknowledged my presence except when I went to wander off to use the bathroom, only for him t o snap at me and say to stay close. We

watch Mara for me,” he says, patting Kyan’s shoulder before walking off and not giving him time to answer. Kyan glares at him before turning to look at m e before

Noticing a sign with an arrow stating bathrooms’ were down the corridor. I hastily make my way

quiet, I thought, and I could see the ladies bathroom up ahead. I walk down the red-carpeted and gold trimmed corridor. It was dimly lit, the walls grey with small dome lamps hanging off the walls. I quickly use the bathroom before tugging my dress down and flattening it. Stepping out,

“Sorry, love,” He slurs, leaning half on me. The man face was partially slack as the alcohol weeded it way

alright,” I tell him, stepping out of reach and moving to step around him. He steps in my way, and I try to step the other side of him, but he again steps directly in my path. A chuckle leaves

me,” I murmur, trying to

purrs gripping my arms, I could tell he was human and I use my wrists

fear snaking around me tightly when his grip gets tighter. My mind screamed at

moves toward mine. His breath smells heavily of beer and I have to hold myself back from gagging at

him just to escape this man’s clutches. Kyan was walking down the corridor toward us, a look on his face that sent a chill down my spine, his hands in his pockets and he commanded attention, he never looked more intimidating and I was unsure if I wanted to run to him or

t o me. I grabbed it. Anything to get away from the drunk man. Kyan yanks me over to him and I stumble in the heels, my other hand grabbing his suit jacket and the buttons unpop. Kyan steadies me, his eyes still on the man who was

doors,” He says, his breath caressing over my neck as he leans closer to whisper to me, I shiver. I His whisper is more of an angry growl, something I thought impossible

down again” Kyan tells me. The

looking for Jonah but not daring to move. I could tell Kyan was angry at me and fear of him made m e remain where I was when all I wanted t o

door beside me opens up and Kyan steps out. He pulls a set of keys from his pocket and locks the doors before grabbing the phone out of his back pocket. His jaw is clenched and I see his knuckles coated in blood as he sends a text before turning around to

to turn toward the rest of the room when I stepped in