Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 241 – This Blake turned out to be one of Kyan’s warriors and a close friend of Lucas. The silver Audi pulled up out the manor’s front, and I climbed out. Kyan’s car wasn’t here, and it appeared no one was home when Lucas opened up the front door.

“Mara, quick come, come,” Lucas ushered me over to him, and the car left instantly, driving out.

“Hey Lucas,” I called to him as I walked toward him.

“So glad, about time you came home where you belong,” Lucas said, embracing me. He hugged me tightly while rubbing my back.

“So, where is Kyan?” I asked.

“Oh, he will be back sometime tonight, lets go make lunch; I made scones. You like scones with cream. I made the jam myself,” He says, tugging me into the house. I shake my head at his excitement but follow him anyway. It made me wonder how Kyan was so cold all the time when he had a loving father and an Uncle who seemed so cheerful and excitable.

He fed me scones, every sort of scone you could think of, my stomach felt like it would burst, and I think I tried about twenty of his homemade jams, I didn’t even know so many types of jams existed, and he made them all.

“Try this one. This is peach and mango jam,” Lucas said. I shake my head, trying to s*****w the last scone down. I didn’t want to be rude, but I seriously couldn’t eat anymore. My pants felt like they were about to burst, and half an hour ago, I had to undo the top button on my pants. I didn’t want to be rude, yet he kept feeding me them.

“No, thank you,” I tell him feeling woozy. Kora even felt queasy, and it was my body, not hers.

“I feel like he is trying to fatten us up. You sure he ain’t a witch too, the sort that tried to eat Hansel and Gretal,” Kora also whines in a food coma.

“How about some tea? I will make you some tea,”

“have a feeling he doesn’t get too many guests here,” Kora whines.

“No, thank you. What time did you say Kyan would be back. I had texted Jonah but hadn’t received a reply yet. Kyan’s phone just kept ringing out, so I had no idea what I was supposed to do with myself besides allowing Lucas to fatten me up for Kyan’s cauldron. I snicker to myself, wondering if he had one. All the sugar was getting to me and making me giggly.

“Ah, sometime soon, I am sure,” He answers vaguely.

“Okay, can I look around, maybe borrow a shirt and shower? This one has Jonah’s blood on it,” I tell him, lifting Jonah’s hoodie to show him my top.

“Why didn’t you say something? Follow me; you can use Kyan’s one. Feel free to steal one of his shirts. I will have to organize some clothes, Kyan did say you didn’t bring any, and he was supposed to have some sent to Jonah’s apartment. Must have slipped his mind,” He says, dusting his hands off on a tea towel. I felt so bloated as I stood, and my g*d, did every limb feel heavy. I wobble on my feet, the room spinning slightly. I had to clutch the table, and I was glad I had a hoodie on because I had the suspicion my belly was bulging.

I followed him to the stairs and groaned at how many steps I was about to walk up. Did it look like someone added extras? Suddenly, the staircase looked so steep, and I don’t remember it being so many stairs? Lucas rattled on the entire way. The man could talk, I nodded and made noises that I was listening to him, but his words sounded like one long one I couldn’t keep up. Why do I feel so heavy?

“Come on, three more steps. You can do it, mush, mush, mush,” Kora chants in my head as I stumble up the steps.

“At least you can work off those scones you ate; I swear I can feel my a*s growing wider already,” Kora mumbled as I did the terrible climb up them before sluggishly making my way to Kyan’s bedroom.

“Just help yourself,” Lucas says, shutting the door as I step inside his room. His room was perfectly made up, not a thing out of place, and I glanced at his bed longingly, wanting to crawl in and d*e from overeating. The thought became better and better as I shuffled my swollen guts over to it and fell face first.

eating another scone,” I

13th one. If it was a scone eating competition, it was Marabella

which end,” I tell her rolling on my

a wolf

I groan, unbuttoning my

to correct her. My dignity went out the window with that last scone. I didn’t care how Kyan found me, I was d***g here, and I refused to move. He will have

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Kyan POV

where and Marabella had been unreachable all day since I had no phone. Although, I did stop to check in

sensation she was close, and I opened the bond to her. That became a realization when I pushed my door open, and she was face

out his door suspiciously, and I narrowed my eyes at him before stalking off down the hall towards him. His eyes widened, and

is Marabella in my

lie, but strangely enough, I wasn’t even upset.

at him and suddenly begins rambling about how she should be here, and yadda

mouth closed. I clicked my fingers at him wanting my phone, and he walked over to his old bedside table that made me grit my

I tell him, turning on my

I stop wondering what he

“Huh?”

“You are not mad?”

by there this morning, and

half-naked,” Kaif purrs in my head. Lucas scratches

I tell him, trying to reassure

I expected an outburst, so I made sure she wouldn’t

what?” I

but she just kept chugging along like a trooper eating whatever I handed her, but she did look a little uncomfortable, got a good appetite to fatten up pups one day,”‘ He prattles. I facepalm myself. My Uncle and

let me get over the

put some brandy in the cream, or maybe a lot of brandy

“Lucas!”

couldn’t move too well, though I am surprised how long she lasted; I expected her to pass out on the floor after the first 10,” I gape at him 10, wait, first ten how many did

got my mate

face was so red, you should have watched her wobble up the stairs, took us a good 5 minutes as she stumbled her way to your room,” He chuckles, and I shake my

I sigh but also laugh, unable to contain it. I know his heart is in the right place, but d**n that was

she can stay, but no feeding her anymore

about cookies? I baked

“No brandy?”

he repeats, and I shake my head

same spot, still snoring lightly though now she had a

her, I shake her

“Ella?” I ask her.

a wedgie; it is in my butt,”

amusing, she would be mortified

she suddenly lurched forward and threw up

just emptied her stomach on me. My OCD brain is trying to register the mess without throwing the mate in the bin. My entire body was screaming