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.

of the place; there

put a light on?” I ask. He sighs before moving away, and I stumble to keep up with him. He stops by a wall and flicks a switch.

up, a huge dome sat on the roof, and I could see the moon through its glass.

in photos and old paintings of men and women. Each division between doors had a man and woman, making me curious if they were

breathe, and Kyan hums

fact, all the men looked almost the same, just slight differences. The woman in the Massive picture had a huge round belly and was definitely pregnant.

“That‘s my parents,”

“They look happy,”

were but like everything

“What happened to her,”

people lived here. I should have been paying attention, the place

Trying to fight off the shudder that ran through me, a

glance down the hall. He was watching me curiously, his head tilted to the side, and his eyes darkened for a second,

flip–flops at the name. I couldn‘t explain it. Yet when he called me Marabella,

there?” I ask, and

“The past,” He says.

past or

at the door

then you should rest and I have to take care of a few things

I ask, wondering what he could possibly need to do

hold of anything, there are camera‘s everywhere in the City, the last thing

of the City was aware

of, yet the City sometimes gets newbie reporters in trying to break the case on the mysteries surrounding

“Does that worry you?”

those that live here, no not speak of what happens in this City,

you be so

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

always find a way, and those that investigate leave not remembering why

“You did that?”

did. My family just makes sure the wards stay

Goddess Celeste

pushing me toward his room with his hand on my lower back. Instantly, I am hit with Kyan‘s scent, Jonah‘s too, which

of time

to the couch next to the bookcases. Shelves ran along each wall, covered in old books that looked more like

journal?” I ask, and

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

really,”

He said as

and closing the door. I turn the shower on, checking the water before waiting for him

and he opens the door and places the clothes next to the sink

the couch. Also, Lucas is

shower, and I feel for Kora; she had remained

alright?” I

just leave it be,” Kora says. I looked down at my hands, knowing she was referring to what I did, the blood was flaking off my hands, and I reached for the soap. Scrubbing them, Kora‘s thoughts becoming mine, and guilt

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Kyan POV

irritated me the entire time I was gone, wanting 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

humans with your short legs take forever

growl at him but climb out of my car, shutting the door gently before walking into the house. I noticed the cold chill instantly, colder than usual. Usually,

quietly, and they grew louder as I climbed the stairs. So loud I was having trouble drowning them out. The place is abuzz with excitement. Dad once explained the murmurings always grew

my room, I felt a cold rush move through me, through my very essence, having walked directly

quiets instantly. The temperature rose significantly, and I gripped the door

is freezing,” Kaif growls, annoyed, her breath leaving little clouds in the air. Kaif presses forward before I even have a chance, turning my palm upright. His voice a murmur as the words left

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