Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Chapter 230

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 230 – Marabella POV

Kyan placed Rose in the spare bedroom on the main floor. The house was huge, and I understood the haunted vibes. Stepping into the dark, gloomy house made me shudder. The house itself felt like it rippled with energy, or maybe I spooked myself, I couldn‘t be sure. Yet, I somehow knew Kyan spoke the truth. There was something off about this place. It was tainted. Tainted in the same darkness that looms over me, it was a depressing, awfully lonely feeling.

“I‘m not lonely,” Kyan mutters, and I glance at him.

“I never said you were,” I told him, rubbing my arms. I felt cold and chilled to the bone; unease rolled over me.

“I know you didn‘t, but I could feel it through the bond,”

 

“We haven‘t got a bond; you never marked me,”

“We have a bond. I just don‘t let you feel it. It formed the day I brought you back, bonded us together,” he says before stopping. He curses, and I observe him wondering what he means.

He falls quiet when suddenly I am smashed with an overwhelming feeling that felt foreign, a mixture of relief, fear before anger, but it felt more inward than was directed at someone, just like when you wake in a bad mood yet can‘t explain what you‘re mad about.

“See? Bonded, I couldn‘t let you d*e,” he states. And the feeling suddenly vanished as quickly as it appeared. Making me realize the feeling was his, not mine. I waited for him to explain, but he didn‘t.

Instead, he hovers over Rose with a look of deep concentration on his face. Kyan runs the tips of his fingers down her face to her chin before back up to her temple. He murmurs something when I see what looks like a mini–tornado with glimpses or flashes of pictures swirling through its mist. He pulls his fingers back, the small tunnel–like thread zapping into his hand before disappearing.

“What did you do?”

 

“Took her memory and replaced it,” he says, tucking her in. Rose mumbles but doesn‘t wake; she rolls over and snuggles deeper into the blankets.

“Now you,”

“What?” I ask, taking a step back.

“You should shower,” he points to my clothes and hands, and I let out a breath, looking down at my blood–stained clothes.

“I will find something for you to wear,” he says, walking out of the room.

I watched him leave the room before he came back, looking into the room at me.

“Are you coming?” He asks.

“Oh right, I thought you wanted me to wait here,”

“This room has no bathroom; you can use mine,” he says, wandering off, and I quickly follow after him.

Passing through the long halls, Kyan walks to a set of stairs, the clock chiming as I walk past it, and I jump startled, clutching my chest in fright, trying to get my rhythm back to normal.

“It‘s a clock,”

“I know what it is, your house is creepy, and I didn‘t expect it,”

“Wait until 1.11 am; that‘s when things get creepy around here,” he says, stalking up the steps.

“What?” I chase after him, and he chuckles.

“That‘s when the poltergeist comes out to play, oh and my grandmother‘s ghost, if you hear walking around, it‘s just her,” he states, and I rush up the stairs faster, nearly running into the back of him. He laughed while I looked down at the darkness of the foyer below.

just the energy of

I ask. He sighs before moving away, and I stumble to keep

the roof, and I could see the moon

next landing, the walls are covered in photos and old paintings of men and women. Each division

breathe, and

differences. The woman in the Massive picture had a huge round

“That‘s my parents,”

“They look happy,”

were but like everything else

“What happened to her,”

off down the corridor, so many doors making me wonder how many people lived here. I should have been paying attention,

the shudder that ran through me, a strange urge to go to the floor above tempted me, and my feet halted, my hand

voice pulls me away from the steps, and I glance down the hall. He was watching me curiously, his head tilted to the side, and

me Marabella, I felt like I

and he

“The past,” He says.

past

Kyan states, his eyes looking up the steps at the door at the top. It had some strange inscription marked into black

get cleaned up, and then you should rest and I have

I ask, wondering what he could possibly need to do

city, damage control, before the human media gets a hold of anything, there are camera‘s everywhere in the City, the last

thought most of the City was

newbie reporters in trying to

“Does that worry you?”

live here, no not speak of what happens in this City, nothing

you

through forget any supernatural events if witnessed, humans that reside here can‘t speak of it outside

a few occurrences where people sent things out of the City, the footage is harder to explain, yet we always find a way, and those that investigate leave not remembering why they came here.

“You did that?”

family just makes sure the wards stay

Goddess Celeste lived

stage, yes,” Kyan answers, pushing me toward his room with his hand on my lower back. Instantly, I am hit with Kyan‘s scent,

of time in

in that way, but yes. He hates the house, creeps him out. He usually sleeps on the couch,” Kyan says, pointing to the couch next to the bookcases. Shelves ran along each wall, covered in old books that looked more like journals. A bathroom sits

ask, and he

like someone that writes their feelings down in a book?” I glance

not really,” I tell

said as I stood

out and closing the door. I turn the shower on, checking the water before waiting for him to return. He knocks on

him, and he opens the door and places the clothes

You can sleep in here. I will sleep on the couch. Also, Lucas is down the hall if you

and step into the shower, and I feel for Kora; she had remained alert

alright?”

knowing she was referring to what I did, the blood was flaking off my hands, and I reached for the soap. Scrubbing them,

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Kyan POV

to go back to Marabella to check on her. I assured him Lucas would have rung if something was wrong; however, he didn‘t calm down until we pulled in through the iron gates. The manor came into view, and he relaxed and stopped pushing beneath my skin. My

up. You humans with your short legs

into the house. I noticed the cold chill instantly, colder than

place is abuzz with excitement. Dad once explained the murmurings always grew louder with female presence. It was something he never understood either. I had never brought and woman here except Rose when she came here with Jonah, yet the voices never reacted

having walked directly through a

it, growls in warning, and electricity zaps from my fingertips. The chatter quiets instantly. The temperature rose significantly, and I gripped the door handle pushing the door open, the handle

have a chance, turning my palm upright. His voice a murmur as the words left my lips spoken in a tongue not

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