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 the place; there are no ghosts,” he

sighs before moving away, and I stumble to keep up with him. He

then looking up, a huge dome sat on the roof, and I could see the moon through its glass. I thought the place was three floors, but I could see another two levels,

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

huge,” I breathe, and Kyan

a startling resemblance to Kyan. In 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. They both smiled, and the man was side on, clasping the woman‘s hands before

“That‘s my parents,”

“They look happy,”

but like everything else that

“What happened to her,”

people lived here. I

that ran through me, a strange urge to go to the floor

and I glance down the hall. He was watching me

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

and he walks

“The past,” He says.

past or

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

cleaned up, and then you should rest and I have to take care of a

ask, wondering what he could possibly need to do

hold of anything, there are camera‘s everywhere in the City, the last thing we need is one of

thought most of the City was aware of

it‘s unspoken of, yet the City sometimes gets newbie reporters in trying

“Does that worry you?”

no not speak of what happens in this City, nothing leaves

you be

events if

we have had 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

“You did that?”

family just makes sure the wards

Celeste

his hand on my lower back. Instantly, I

of time in your room? “I

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 off one side, and Kyan

I ask, and

their feelings down in a book?”

not really,”

your answer,” He said as I stood in the

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

opens the door and places the clothes next to the sink basin before walking out only to

to head out, but I won‘t be long. You can sleep in here. I will sleep on the couch. Also, Lucas is down the hall if you need anything,” he says, and I

undress and step into the shower, and I feel for Kora; she

alright?”

says. I looked down at my hands, knowing she was referring to what I did, the blood was flaking off my hands, and I

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Kyan POV

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

humans with your short legs take forever to get places,

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, it doesn‘t

once explained the murmurings always grew louder with female presence. It was something he never understood either.

my very essence, having walked directly through

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

the air. Kaif presses forward before I even have a chance, turning my palm upright. His voice a murmur as the words left my lips

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