Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 229

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 229 – Kyan POV

“Kyan, I..I… I did something bad; I k****d them,” Marabella says; I could feel how scared she was, feel her anguish. I knew she was in the City. That is what woke me; she was close enough to me that it alerted me through the bond that was in trouble; the bond she was unaware we already shared.

“Marabella?” I called out to her, but all I could make out was that she was sobbing; my heart felt like it split it two.

“Pull over, I will find her quicker,” Kaif said, but the thought of letting him out frightened me.

“Just tell me where,” I tell him cracking down the window. We were wasting time pointlessly driving around in a circle.

 

“Left,” Kaif says, when I nearly drive past it, ripping on the wheel, the back end of my car hit the light pole, scraping across the trunk.

“Marabella, are you there? Speak to me, please, just keep on talking,” I tell her, but she was rambling nonsense when I heard a name I did not expect.

“Rose, please wake up, wake up,” Marabella whispers before sobbing again.

“Left again, she is on the next street,” Kaif roars, pressing beneath my skin. I turn the corner, the headlights lighting up the narrow street, and I nearly choke when I try to breathe. The car skids to a stop as I slam the brakes on.

Marabella was sitting on the ground drenched in blood, Rose‘s head clutched in her lap as she rocked back and forth. She hadn‘t seemed to notice the car had pulled up beside her, but when I opened my door, a savage growl tears out of her, her eyes snapping to mine, but they were pitch black and demonic–looking before she chokes on her sob.

“I didn‘t mean it,” She murmurs, her lips quivering, and she bites her bottom one, glancing around before dropping her head. I peek at Rose for a second panicked; she k****d Jonah‘s sister, yet she was breathing, and her pulse even. Marabella stroked Rose‘s hair and face, tears running down her face and dripping off.

 

Her eyes went back to their usual color. Looking around, I find a man lying d**d and black veins riddled his skin. I crouched next to him, and I could smell the scent of d***h, not just his corpse but the smell of black magic. Her handprint burnt into his wrist as if she had grabbed him. Standing up, I didn‘t notice the other man until I turned to walk to the other, but there he was impaled on the wall about ten meters up.

A drainage pipe stabbing through his chest was holding him in place, blood soaked the brickwork below him, leaving a puddle on the ground.

Walking over to the other man, Mara whimpers, making me glance at her.

“I‘m right here; nothing will hurt you,” I tell her, stopping beside her, she stared at me desperately, but I had to see. I had to see so I could watch what happened.

Walking over to the other man, it looked like Kaifs handy work, the man‘s face crushed into the pavement, brain matter spilling out his ears, and the top of his head burst open. His facial features were expunged entirely.

Turning back to the scene, I feel my magic ripple, and Marabella‘s head snaps up like she could sense it, I had no doubt that she could.

“Close your eyes for me, Ella” I tell her, not wanting her to see the ghosts of the past playing out for her to relive. She didn‘t need to witness it when she had already endured it. For once, she actually listened to me, tucking her face into Rose‘s neck.

The vibration of my magic passes through me. Kaif wanting to see also presses forward; he was better at identifying power. Kaif was the oldest thing currently living and had seen plenty of magic in his time.

“Déixame ver,” I murmur,

Ghostly figures of the men that lay d**d and the ghost of Marabella‘s past rewind before I pause as she comes around the corner only to stop. My brows furrowed when I noticed a strange mist behind her. I t looked like it was coming out of her but not like it was attached to her. It wasn‘t hers that much I knew; it was a grey–like substance. Her magic was black as coal, just like mine.

“Apparition maybe, its magic I know that much,” Kaif says, and I force the scene to move forward, and she goes to turn back when she is punched in the side of the head.

A growl tears out of me, and Marabella looks up, her eyes snapping to the ghostly figures, and I move toward her, crouching beside her before grabbing her face.

“Don‘t watch,” I tell her, tucking her head into the crook of my neck while I continue to watch the scene. Turning, I look back to see the man grab her hair.

Her scream makes me grit my teeth when she tosses her glove off and grabs his hand, her magic expelling out her and rushing up his arm before he drops d**d, only for the other man to a****k her.

“She has poor form,” Kaif says, and he was right. She fought blindly on basic instinct, but it did the job.

“Shouldn‘t she be trained, given who her parents are?” Kaif asks.

“I‘ll fix it; just quiet,” I tell him. She ducks under the man’s arm when he swings at her, her hands coming up under his chest, and she launches him. I gasp as a black forcefield bounces off him, sending him flying above my head and impaling him.

Marabella‘s eyes were behind me, and I looked to see the other man trying to rape Rose. Black mist scooting across the ground when she suddenly absorbs it, taking it back into herself before he suddenly stands clutching Rose‘s panties.

“What magic is that, Kaif?” I ask, and he seems shocked for a second.

“D***h magic, necromancy I think, k*****g fuels it,” He says.

Turning back to Marabella‘s ghostly figure, she roars, her canines slipping out as she pounces on him. He stood no chance once she was on top of him. She gripped his face, her fingers going through his eye sockets as she melted his face off before pushing it inward.

Marabella jumps in my arms when I hear the pop sound of his skull against the pavement, yet she still dug her hands in using both, and his brains start spilling out of his ears before she starts pounding on him, obliterating what‘s left. While screaming, don‘t touch her. She freezes suddenly, shaking her head and black mist comes away like she was jostling off the dust.

“And that?” I ask him. Seeing the demonic mist spill into the air around her evaporating

“It can‘t be,” Kaif whispers.

“What is it, it feels like–,”

“Like ours,” He states what I was thinking.

“That‘s not possible, though,” I tell him.

“No, it‘s not, that magic comes from your bloodline and only yours; you are all that‘s left that shares that magic,”

I wave my hand, banishing my magic and settling back in the present. Marabella shook in my arms. Her entire body trembled violently, almost like she was seizing.

“I got you, you‘re okay, I can make it go away,”