Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Chapter 272

Eziah POV

Ah, Marabella and her odd requests, I think as I force myself out of bed. My wolf stirs angrily, not wanting to wake
from his slumber. Malachi growls; he had become a temperamental bastard lately. He even tried to take on Maddox last night, and mum only just wrangled both of us under control. We had been clashing something shocking, so it was no surprise that my wolf growled when I opened the door and spotted my father walking past my room.

Malachi was good at holding grudges, and when Maddox and he clashed, it was like a war of gods. “Fucking stop it,” I snarl at my wolf, and my father stops. His back tenses as he looks at me over his shoulder, stopping at the landing by the stairs.

“You good, son?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at me with a cross look. Clearly, he was still angered over last night, too.

“Sorry, we just woke up. Have you seen mum?” I ask him.

“If this is about yesterday Eziah-”

“No, something else. I need her to take me to the Moon Goddess realm,” I admit. Maddox presses forward as I approach my father. His warning was clear as I stopped beside my father. We were now the same height, same build, and as each day passed, I could see the similarities between my father and me. Looks-wise, Marabella looked more like mum and my father, Ezra. While I looked more like my other father yet, I was undoubtedly built like the monster of aman I stood before.

Features similar though my hair was darker, my features not as sharp as his, but both of us equally matched now in height and bulk. For now, and my father knew it. Maddox only just restrained us last time, and soon he would be no match for me.

“Why do you want to go to the Moon goddess Realm?” he asked.

“Marabella needs something from there.” My father’s face instantly softens at the mention of her name. “ How is she?” he asks, draping his arm across my shoulders as we head down the stairs.

“She is fine; I know she has marked Kyan and Jonah now. I can feel her. She feels stronger,” I tell him, and he lets out a breath, nodding his head while he leads me toward the kitchen where I could hear Mum laughing, and my father’s deep baritone voice reached my eals.

We stop in the doorway to see my father chasing my mother around the kitchen. Cream smeared across his face. She squeals as he catches her, spreading a massive glob of cream on hers while she cringes, trying to get out of his grip while he laughs before licking her face, making her cringe more as she tried to shove him away.

“Ah gross,” I mutter, averting my gaze at the public displays of affection. My father laughs, and they both freeze, not
having heard us come in. Mum straightens up, and dad wraps his arms around her waist and rests his chin on her shoulder. Walking to the kettle, I turn it on, needing coffee, and graba mug down when dad sets another beside mine before messing with my hair, making me swat his hand away. “You're up early,” Mum says, grabbing a tea towel from the oven door to clean her face. I could tell dad was in the middle of making pancakes by the huge stack on the bench, and I reached over to steal one of the top. He clicks his tongue at me.

“Bloody wait, geez, you are so much like your father, impatient!” he says just as I watch Maddox come forward and lean over the bench to steal one of dad's giant fluffy pancakes. My father slaps his hand away, and Maddox pouts at
him. Seeing my father’s wolf act likea puppy around his mates was always odd. It was easy to forget the monster he could become. Anyone dares touch one of his mates; it was almost certain suicide? God help them, for not even
Marabella and I are safe from him. Sure, my father would kill for us, yet he nearly killed me when I lost control of Malachi the other day and challenged mum. His claw marks still marked my ribs.

No doubt mum would have kicked my ass if it came down to it, but dad didn’t like the disrespect of how I spoke to her, sending Maddox flying forward to try to put me back in place. I wondered if I would have a mate bond like my parents or if I was destined to just watch her in my dreams and listen to her screams.

Mum watches me carefully. She was pretty observant. Lately, her sole focus had been on me, and Marabella; I had caught her more times than I could count watching Marabella in the fountains. My parents felt guilty for not noticing her depression. However, I didn't even see how bad it was, and I am her twin. I could feel her, and I know she could feel me too, linked as Gemini twins. Mum said her depression was what was affecting me, and in turn, my anger was causing her depression. However, that excuse could only be used for so long; my anger became uncontrollable of late. Malachi was turning savage, and at first, I believed her when she said maybe it was our twin connection. Her depression bled into me coming out in rage, and my anger had the opposite effect on her. | Our energies constantly feed off each other, two halves of a whole, yet opposites. I was fun and outgoing, and Marabella was quiet and reserved. It made sense to some point, but now she was marked. I noticed I was feeling her less and less like she was no longer feeding off my aura and me hers.

How had I not noticed before what she was suffering was beyond all of us, me the most? I was so consumed with my
dreams. And the girl in them I had forgotten Marabella also needed me. I was focused on my own feelings and not watching her as I should? I failed my sister, and that guilt gnawed at me. Gnawed at all of us! We assumed it was darkness, the madness we both knew could come for us.

“You want to ask me for something?” my mother says, her eyes watching me, and I know she was scanning my aura. I look at hers in return. The gold was bright, the edge of darkness tainted the edges, but she seemed curious, and her eyes bled white, something I know over the years as her visions. Her lips part, and my fathers watched her. My father stepped behind her and pressed against her back. Trapping her between the counter and himself. It wouldn't be the first time mum had fainted from her visions.

Kitty,” my father purred, and moments later,

tell whatever it was made her happy. It was rare that you would see mum smile after a vision. Usually, they only meant a warning of something

sly wolf,” she

other, especially before coffee. I shake my head, turning back to the coffee I was making, when mum comes over to me

My father picks up his already made mug to sip it, but I reach out, plucking it from him. I laughed at his outraged face before being sucked into the moon goddess realm

around the vast room, moving behind her huge gold

“Grimoires?” she asks.

I

saw something else, and for once, I hope what I

the top drawer,” she says, pulling

these are it,” she murmurs as I retrieve the

me doing,” I tell her, and she places a stack on the desk. I look at the leather-bound covers and shake

stack before I groan, dreading having to cart them

she wouldn't tell me. She

to tell me anything,

is one future I

still a little annoyed about our argument

“Eziah,”

know, you can’t meddle, but-” I shake the thought away, knowing it was no use, and I didn't want to

you are

skeletons, son, but

is the same wolf I have seen many times before. Always floating aimlessly. Mum and I had tried to put him in the fountain

I owe you this much,” she whispers to him. She gazes at him at him a bit longer andI know mum loves all her Lycan blobs. Sometimes she seemed almost crazy with how she spoke to

“Clothes, get me clothes,” I call after her, hoping she heard, or I was going in my boxer shorts. I shake my

mum sald it belonged to or if she ever told me. Shaking my head, I go to the other fountain and wave my hand through the strange murky mist, clearing it away to see mum rushing about in the other realm. My father asked her why she needed

mist again, I spot Marabella’s, Jonah’s bond had fully merged with her and Kyan’s, and I was glad I was right in the feeling I picked up earlier when I spoke to her. However, her aura was no longer pitch black. It had

I gasp, shocked. Neither of them was gay or bisexual. I shake my head but am happy to see a change in their auras. I

says, dropping a bag at my feet, the shovels hitting the marble floors with

just want to see,” I tell her, and she looks

could alter her future,” she whispers. “It can’t get much worse than it already i s because right now, my mate has no future, not one worth living, please mum!” mum bites her

would risk losing her?”

her free. The things I hear!” Malachi growls angrily. The noise emanating from me and echoing off the

my mother. Mum nods, her eyes softening, and she smiles sadly. She washes her hand through the mist. My bright gold aura floated in the fog, and for