Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 217

Read Fated To The Alpha [by Jessica Hall] Chapter 217 – Jonah POV

Driving back into the center of the City, Marabella remained silent. She was staring out the window absently. I am still trying to wrap my head around the idea of Kyan being her mate and knowing about it. He knew how I felt about Marabella and didn’t think to tell me they were mates, but it somehow made sense. His actions over the years had me re-analyzing everything. If I were this shocked, I would hate to know how Marabella felt, her words coming back to me.

“Why couldn’t it have been you,” Those words stinging more than anything because I could no longer have her, but did that mean she also wanted me? She was so out of my league, and I didn’t feel good enough for her. However, her words gave me hope that I was enough, but what about Kyan?

I was stuck in the middle. Kyan was my best friend, and I couldn’t steal her from him, despite saying he didn’t want her. I knew better than to get between someone and their Moon Goddess-given mate. Marabella believes Kyan hates her, but I knew the truth.

Kyan was always standoffish; that is just who he is. He refuses to get attached to anyone besides me. Even his Uncle wasn’t all that close with him. Kyan thinks that if he doesn’t allow anyone close to him, he can’t be hurt when they leave. Had I not grown up with him and was an outsider looking at the situation, I would see it from her point of view, but I was more than aware of the things he had done for her that she was unaware of.

 

Then there was Kaif, Kyan’s Lycan. Kaif was a monster, and I don’t know if Marabella could handle him; I barely could, Kaif was familiar with me, tolerant of me, but I knew never to turn my back on him. Kaif didn’t have a humane thought, well not one I had ever seen, sure he had some restraint simply because Kyan and he fused, becoming one every time he turned, Kyan wasn’t a shifter like me.

He didn’t shift; he turned, transformed into something that was beyond understanding, a Lycan with powers right out of history books, myth and legend even to our kind. Kyan was unthinkable and unbelievable, yet Kyan was living proof that h**l existed because he brought h**l down on earth every time he and Kaif were set loose.

The suffering I had seen by his hands was disturbing. Kaif getting out was one thing, but when he got out, and Kyan’s emotions were amplified, they became nightmares; I would be lying if I said Kaif hadn’t caused me a few nights of grief at seeing what he is capable of, what Kyan is capable of. They starred in my nightmares a few times.

Marabella’s hysterical giggle snaps me out of my thoughts. I raise an eyebrow at her, wondering what she found so funny.

“Want to share what is so funny?” She shakes her head before snorting and laughing again. Okay then, I think to myself. “Kora reminded me of something, “She giggles but doesn’t elaborate. I shook my head, whatever Kora said to her; Marabella seemed to be finding it quite amusing.

“But what happens when you shift? That is what I don’t get,” Marabella suddenly says, making me glance at her.

 

“Huh?”

“You know when you shift, especially if you shift suddenly, you don’t have time to take them out. Do they remain or push out of your skin? I just don’t get it; Kora and I keep trying to picture it, and I just can’t,’ She says before giggling again, wiping tears from her eyes. I had no idea what the heck she was talking about.

“What do you mean? You have completely lost me,” I tell her.

“Your um…” She leans closer “Piercings,” she whispers, pointing to her n*****s, her face heating and turning a lovely shade of pink. I chuckle at her.

“She just argued with her mother and her mate, and she is thinking about your n*****s,” Jax, my wolf, says.

“Better than her crying, though,” I shrug to him.

“Yeah, but seriously our n*****s, I told you not to get the d**n things done, wait until she finds out the other way you mutilated our body,” Jax mutters. He begged and pleaded for me not to get them done, saying it wasn’t right and he didn’t want his n*****s pierced and should get a say. Then when I went back, he pitched a bigger fit and even tried forcing control when he realized why I was there a second time, a b****y werewolf scared of needles, who would have thought.

“Why so curious?” I ask her. Mara shrugs.

“Just curiosity, besides I can’t keep staying up a night wondering about your, um hmm” she swirls her finger toward my chest.

“My n*****s,” I offer, and her face turns red, and she nods once. Well then, I will give her something else to think about, I laugh to myself.

“Don’t you dare,” Jax growls at me.

“They remain, all my piercings do, my n*****s don’t suddenly fall off when I shift Mara, you know some things remain the same only covered by fur, well for men anyway,” I tell her.

“Wait, you have more piercings?” I chuckle at the shocked look on her face, and she glances at my face and ears, looking for them.

“Yes, Jacob’s ladder, if you must know.” 1 “What the heck is Jacob’s ladder? Ew, you don’t have your back pierced or something weird like that, do you?” she asks, pulling a face.

“G****e it and find out,” I laugh, and she rolls her eyes before pulling her phone out. She types away in her search engine, and I see pictures pop up on her screen, and she gasps, her blush creeping up her neck and across her face, even her ears turning pink.

“Jonah!” She squeals. “No, you don’t have that; how?” she cringes.

“Well, I went to a body piercer,” Mara shakes her head, putting her hand up.

“I do not want that image in my head, though I am curious, does that shift when you do. Wait, don’t tell me that; I don’t want to know,” She laughs.

“Neither did Kyan; he nearly passed out watching me get it done,”

“You took Kyan?” She chuckles.

“Bet that ruffled his feathers, or did he hold it for you as part of the weird bromance thing you two got going on?” she laughs.

“As I said, he nearly passed out; he hates piercings, and we don’t have a bromance,”

“Yet he has tattoos, and you so do have a bromance.”

“They aren’t tattoos; they are-“I blurt before cursing, F**k!

“What?”