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.

it‘s just the energy of the place; there are no ghosts,”

I ask. He sighs before moving away, and I stumble to keep up with him. He stops by a wall and flicks a switch. Light brightens the

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

and old paintings of men and women. Each division between doors had a man and woman, making me curious

breathe,

same, just slight differences. The woman in the Massive picture had a huge round belly

“That‘s my parents,”

“They look happy,”

but like everything else that ended

“What happened to her,”

the corridor, so many doors making me wonder how many people lived here. I should have been paying attention, the place was huge, and I wandered aimlessly looking for

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

the steps, and I glance down the hall. He was watching me curiously, his head

explain it. Yet when he called me

I ask, and he walks

“The past,” He says.

past or

at the door at the top. It had some

and I have to take care of a

what?” I ask, wondering what he could possibly need to do

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

the City was aware

the City sometimes gets newbie reporters in

“Does that worry you?”

of what happens in this City, nothing leaves

you be so

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

always find

“You did that?”

Celeste did. My family just makes

Celeste

his room with his hand on my lower back. Instantly, I am hit with Kyan‘s

of time in your room? “I ask

couch,” Kyan says, pointing to the couch next to the bookcases. Shelves ran along each wall, covered

ask,

their feelings down in a

not really,” I

there‘s your answer,” He said as I stood

get you some clothes and a towel,” he says, walking out and closing the door. I turn the shower on, checking

dressed,” I tell him, and he opens the door and places the clothes next to the sink basin before walking out only to

will sleep on the couch. Also, Lucas is down the hall if you need anything,”

into the shower, and I feel for Kora; she

you alright?” I

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

didn‘t calm down until we pulled in through the iron

your short legs take forever to

car, shutting the door gently before walking into the house. I noticed

I was having trouble drowning them out. The place is abuzz with excitement. Dad once explained the murmurings always grew louder with female

rush move through me, through my very essence, having walked directly through a large mass of energy like the ghosts of the past were huddled out the front of

my fingertips. The chatter quiets instantly. The temperature rose significantly, and I gripped the door handle pushing the door open, the handle was like grabbing ice,

freezing,” Kaif growls, annoyed, her breath leaving little clouds in the air. Kaif presses forward before I even have a chance, turning my palm

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