Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 192

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 192

Andrei POV

I woke to the sound of people whispering and banging around. Sitting up in bed, I noticed someone   had closed our bedroom door. Looking down at Jonah and Sage they were both sleeping peacefully and I  carefully  climbed out of bed  to not wake them as I went to find out who  was  in the packhouse and who closed our door. I knew it must  be pack members  and my   father  because   I would have woken to the feeling of trespassers on my territory.

Pulling a tank top on, I open the door carefully, closing the door behind me to find Zane, Malik, Casen and Vince along with my father in the surveillance room. Rubbing a hand down my face I walk over to the room to see my father stand up with a box in his hands. The room is bare and all equipment is being removed.

Touching Zane’s shoulder he nearly jumps out of his skin not realising I was behind him. His arms flailing about as I gave him a scare. Casen laughs, mimicking his flailing hands and the noise that left him poking fun and laughing at Zane. I chuckle as Zane turns around.

“Fuck, make some noise next time, nearly shit my pants. Why are you creeping around for” He asks.

“Well it’s my house” I tell him, stepping into the empty room.

“What are you all doing here, and what are you doing?” I ask. My father walks out with the box of equipment and walks downstairs.

“Well now Jonah is home, he needs his own room” Malik says and I nod while yawning.

“Yeah I wanted to move all this to the office downstairs” I tell him.

“Already done,” Casen says, grinning.

“Vince is about to go down and set it up again for you” Malik says, nudging Vince. He nods and ducks out of the room. I look around the room that was down the end of the hall from ours and off the landing on this floor.

“What time is it?” I ask as my father walks back into the room.

“A little after 2pm” He answers and I nod my head. I slept the entire day away.

“Now that you are up, you can help carry everything in” My fathers says, gripping my shoulder.

“Carry what in?” I ask him.

“Your father went shopping  this morning, woke me up  at 7 am to head into the  City” Casen says clearly not appreciating the early wake up.

“Sage and Jonah?” Malik asks.

“Still sleeping, ” I tell him, looking back at my bedroom door.

“Well come on, we can bring everything up now” My father says and I follow him out of the  room  and down the stairs. Walking out of  the packhouse I find my fathers old wagon with a trailer on the back loaded with boxes of all different sizes. The back of  his wagon full to the brim, he  wouldn’t have even been able to see out the rearview mirror.

I look over my shoulder at my father who shrugs. “I may have been a little excited about his return and I couldn’t sleep, ” he tells me.

“You brought all this for Jonah?” I ask a little shocked.   I knew we   had to sort   him a room out but we would have gone and he didn’t have to spend his money to do it.

“Yes, he is my  grandson. Come on” He  says walking over to the trailer and undoing the straps.

We unpack the trailer and a few pack members come over to help unload the mountain load of toys and linen from the trunk of the wagon.

We haul  all the  furniture   upstairs before  Casen grabs the tools from the basement and places them beside me. My father and I started unpacking the bed to put it together and Malik set the  mattress against the wall removing the plastic covering.

“He will love this,” I tell my father looking at the picture on the box. The bed was a green race car. My father and I set to work putting it together and trying to follow the impossible instructions. We got  the bed together only to have to pull it apart again when we realised we placed the bottom support   railing upside   down and couldn’t screw the slats down flat from the joins.

“How did we mess that up?” my father says while scratching his chin and staring at the instructions again.

“This is why I left the flatpacks to Shirley” He says and I laugh turning the frame on the side to see if we could pull the brace off without having to undo it completely.

“Hold that” I tell him, and he grabs the frame while I remove the screws before flipping the brackets over. Once in place we turn the bed back the right way up. My father starts pulling the bed slats  out  of their bindings when I hear feet in the hallway.

Looking up, I see Jonah rubbing his eyes and standing in the doorway.

“Hey little man” Dad  says to him and Jonah looks at him.

“What are you doing?” He asks before looking at me kneeling beside the bed. His little eyes light up at the race car bed.

“We are putting your bed together that pop brought you” I tell him.

“ It’s for me?” He asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet excitedly as he stared at us.

“ It’s all yours, this is going to be your room” my father tells him.

“Really my own room, with my own bed. I never had my own bed” He says excitedly rushing over. I try not to let his words bother me.

“You want to help?” I ask him and he nods excitedly. We place the bed slats down in their allocated  spots before I grab the  drill.  “Come here”  I tell him, reaching for him before pulling him to stand in front of me. I pass him the drill and place the screw in the hole in the slat. He struggles to hold  it under its  weight. Gripping the  bottom, I show  him how to do the first one before letting him do the next one. His tongue pokes out the side of his lips as he concentrates trying to line the drill piece up with the screw.

“Now pull the trigger and press down,” I tell him. He jumps when the noise of the drill starts before screwing in the slat.

“I did it” he squeals excitedly, jumping up and down only for the drill to drop from his hands. It lands on my toes making me hiss. “Ah fuuuuudgiickles” I only just managed to hold back the curses I wanted sling at the pain, my hands clenching and jaw locked as I tried to breathe through it.

“Sorry!” Jonah shrieks, his lips turning to an O shape before pursing his lips. My toes throbbing to their own beat when I looked down to find my toes turning black and one was bleeding. I force myself to wiggle my toes so they heal.

Jonah bends down examining my bleeding toe before he pokes it. “Does it still hurt?” He asks, jabbing it with his index finger. My father chuckles while  I blink at the small boy  as he continues to poke my foot.

“You should be more  careful where you put your feet” He says like it was my fault he dropped it on my toe.

“Yes, I should make sure to wear steel caps around you from now on” I tell him, shaking my head and picking up the drill.

“Want to do the  rest?”  I ask him, his hands instantly reaching for the drill. I make sure to keep my feet away and a hand on the drill this time as we set up his bed.

Sage POV

I  awoke  to the bed  empty, my heart hammering when I didn’t feel Jonah. Sitting up, I scan the room with my eyes to see the  door shut  but  I could hear giggling coming from the otherside. Grabbing  my dressing gown. I  see the   sun going down out the window before glancing at the alarm clock. 5pm.I slept the entire day away.

Opening the door, I  walk down the hall  to  the open door at the end where I could hear Jonah’s laughter coming from. Pushing the door wider, I see the surveillance   room has been turned into a child’s bedroom. Perfect for Jonah. A race car bed with red matching linen sat along one wall and a matching blue and green dresser that matched the bed sat on the other wall. A bedside table with a car night lamp sat next to the bed and Dinosaur and car wall decor stickers covered the walls. Jonah was sitting on the floor in Andrei’s lap as they played with matchbox cars on the car track mat.

“Who did all this?” I gasp looking around the room.

“ I helped,” Says Jonah, climbing out of Andrei’s lap and rushing over.

“You did?” I ask looking around. Andrei climbs off the floor and stands up kissing my temple.

“Dad went shopping and came home with this, I woke to them pulling the room apart” He says laughing softly.

“Your dad got all this for him?” I ask.

“Yep   pop pop, got   it. I have my own bed” Jonah says excitedly sitting on it and brushing the covers with his hands. I loved how easily Jonah just slipped into the role of being our son, being everyone’s  shining  light.

“I  didn’t want to wake you,” Andrei murmurs into my hair.

“Look, I have toys too” Jonah squeals, rummaging through a toy bucket. He pulls out a dinosaur holding it up.

“Wow, isn’t he cool?” I ask and Jonah makes roaring noises at me.

“Dinners done ”  Derrick calls out  from downstairs.

 

“Quick wash your hands and face, so you can have dinner” I tell him and he  rushes to the bathroom.

“This is amazing, I can’t believe you all did all this while I slept” I tell Andrei as he led me out of the room.

Walking down the stairs, I reach the bottom when Jonah squeals. “Look at me” He says and my heart stutters frantically as he slides down the bannister before falling off the side. I shriek when Andrei grabs the back on his pants before he hits the ground holding him in the air.

“What did I say about doing that?” Andrei scolds him before setting him on the ground. Jonah picks out his wedgie Andrei just gave him from grabbing him .

“But Pop did it” Jonah whines.

“Pop is old and senile, don’t listen to everyhting pop says” Andrei  tells him.