Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 219

Read Fated To The Alpha [by Jessica Hall] Chapter 219 – Kyan POV

Kaif stirred frantically when he felt pain ripple through the bond. It was worse than before, my pants sticking to me as I walked up the steps to my room, I could feel blood running down my leg, and I couldn’t get the fear out of my system as it coursed through me. Kaif wanted me to go to her and check her, urging me to bring her home and mark her to keep her safe, but I knew she wouldn’t be safe here. Marabella believes she is tainted by darkness, but she isn’t a descendant of the g*d of darkness and descendant of Celeste like I am.

Marabella was granted the touch of d***h; she isn’t incarnate like I am, isn’t stained the way my bloodline is, tainted and doomed to complete the cycle every twelve generations. Kaif is doomed to relive his mistake and condemns me along with him.

She fears herself, when in fact, she should fear me. What Kaif could do to her, what he has done to his past mates, every twelfth generation he returns, every twelfth, the curse comes back as a reminder it can’t be broken. Punished for his mistake, punished for k*****g a demi- goddess.

Stripping my black pants off, I peel the fabric down, the blood making them stick to my pants. My stomach drops at the sight of my leg, her injuries becoming mine like they always did. Black blood gushed down my leg and spilled onto the rug beneath my feet.

“F**k!” I whisper, these were so much deeper, I could pry the wounds apart and see the tissue inside, see the muscle it tore through. Does she not feel pain at all? It seemed absurd one would do this to themself.

“You did that; she did that because you upset her. Could you fix it? Fix it now?” Kaif orders, his command rumbling through me, and I grit my teeth, trying to fight him off.

“If I do she will know it us; she will know something is up with us,” I spit through clenched teeth.

“Now!” Kaif bellows loudly, and I clutch my head, my entire body vibrating with the command.

“I don’t care. She is ours; mend her now,” he growls. I could feel him pulling on my essence. Pain ripples through my chest.” Stop, f*****g stop; we are linked to her,” I yell at him. Kaif whimpers, realizing he could have hurt her by hurting me, though not k**l her, the pain would be intense until the bond severed. She could feel us if I didn’t keep my guards up. Kaif losing it will make her well aware there was a link in place already, one more than a mate bond.

“I will do it, just stop, Kaif,” I tell him, trying to catch my breath. My hands become coated in my blood as I clutch my leg, feeling the power build and run through my veins, sickly sweet and icy cold as it writhed in my veins, my hand’s tingle as I focus on her, focus on what she had done to herself.

“a fuil airson m’ fhuil, thoir agus leighis bhuam” The words rolled off my tongue, and magic burst from my palms, so cold I shivered.

My veins turn frosty as a cold rush runs up my leg, and pain ripples through me as I siphon it from her and into me, taking it all from her. Blood starts pouring from me like someone has turned on a tap. I feel light-headed, yet I could feel her healing, feel my teether strengthening her power, coating it with mine. I hated this sort of magic; it always reminded me of voodoo or necromancy.

We were bonded by d***h. My power is an old extinct magic, an unused, forgotten kind of power, ancestral omnificent power. I tried not to tap into this sort of magic, it could be dangerous, but it was the most powerful. Only the gods had power like mine. My magic knows no bounds, no limits, and no power exists that is stronger. This is the same power I used for my blood tie to Jonah, the same power that brought Marabella back from the d**d, binding her soul to mine.

It was unnatural, addictive, and unlimited but crazed, sadistic, and menacing. Kaif thrived off its use, so did I until the darkness of it came back for us. The room spun violently as I hauled myself to my feet, staggering into my bathroom to grab a hand towel. I press it against my leg, waiting for Kaif to heal me.

“Kaif, now before I pass out,” I snap at him. He was angry I wouldn’t go to her.

“Kaif!” I warn him. I could feel him forward. However, he just watched, wanting to punish me, wishing to weaken me to have control, while forgetting he could also k**l us.

“I will message her, just f*****g heal me, “I tell him, needing his Lycan genes to work and quickly.

I dig my phone out of pocket, sending her a message, my vision blurring. I look for Marabella’s number on my phone before hitting send.