Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 245

 

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 245 – Getting back to the manor, we were soaking wet; I was completely drenched, and Jax shook out his fur as Kaif placed me back on my feet, wetting me even more. Looking up at Kaif, he was huge yet also drenched, and he ducked down through the doorway, going inside without shifting back; I followed.

“You can use my shower, Jonah, and I will use the communal ones,” Kaif says.

“You have a communal shower?”

“Yes, the floor above, Kyan’s grandmother started her own coven, witches prefer covens and for a time they lived here, in a way they still do,” Kaif says, walking up the steps just as Lucas comes out with a huge grin plastered on his face before his smile drops and his eyes go wide when he sees Kaif beside me.

“Cookie?” Lucas stutters, but I was now wary of Lucas’s baked goods.

 

“No, thank you,” I tell him looking down at my drenched clothes, the tray he was holding trembled when Kaif spoke.

“Have any more scones,” Kaif asked, and Lucas shook his head.

“I’ll make some,” Lucas stuttered before rushing off back toward the kitchen before returning.

“Ah Marabella, sweety, your parents called, by the way, they have been trying to reach you all day,” Lucas says, keeping his eyes on me.

“Thank you, Lucas,” I tell him and his eyes dart nervously back to Kaif before he disappears back into the kitchen. I noticed Jonah watching us at the top of the stairs. He now had on a pair of shorts. He offers a set to Kaif, who shakes his head.

“Kaif?” Jonah asks, looking wary of him.

 

“Kyan is still here; I won’t hurt her,” Kaif answers trudging up the steps to him. I had to run to keep up, Kaif easily taking three stairs at a time, and gracefully, it didn’t even look out of place because of how big he was. When we reached Jonah, Jonah wrapped his arms around my waist, steering me toward Kyan’s room while Kaif continued up the next set of steps, and I stopped.

“That room up there, it-?”‘ I asked Kaif, and he stopped. He glances at the door, the one I always got a strange feeling about.

“It’s where the coven did their magic,” Kaif answers, and his eyes flicker for a second as he pauses. “Kyan said I can show you,” Kaif says, and I look up at Jonah who kisses my cheek below my eye.

“You don’t need my permission,” Jonah says.

“She wants you to come, idiot,” Kaif says, and I look over at him. His eyes were on Jonah’s arms wrapped around my waist.

“You know you can be rude, right,” Jonah says to him, steering me toward the stairs.

“And you are oblivious,” Kaif says, turning back to the stairs. Jonah and I followed Kaif, and I climbed the next set of stairs. Kaif waited out the front of the door, the energy coming off it made chills run up my spine.

Kaif’s entire body suddenly shivers and the same inky ghostly sphere that Kyan showed me, which I thought were tattoos, appeared in Kaifs hand after he mummured something in a foreign tongue he chucked the globe at the door. The ghostly black stuff spread across the door covering it bleeding into the wood and then I heard a lock click. Kaif gripped the door handle and pushed it open.

“Magic opens it?” I ask.

“Only dark magic,” Kaif answered. I noticed Kaif had trouble with words, like pronouncing them, yet his voice was clearer than the last time I spoke to him. Yet when he spoke in that foreign tongue, he was clear as a bell. I thought it odd. Kaif walked in, and I followed after him. The room was dark, so dark I could see nothing, and it was freezing inside.

Kaif whispered something I couldn’t understand when suddenly thousands of candles lit the room, the flames going to the high ceiling before d***g down and creating flickering light that cast shadows on the walls. A huge black pentagram was burnt into the middle of the floor, and there as three stairs that led to some sort of stage that looked out the bay windows. It had a huge table covered in strange mementos. Kaif let me look around, and I wandered up to the table.

“You said Kyan’s grandmother had a coven?” I ask Kaif. He hums in agreement.

“I thought all Octavian woman died?” I ask before finding a strange knife. It was smaller than a sword but bigger than a dagger it had strange carvings up the hilt. A huge hole sat in the center of the handle.

“Yes, they do. Usually, in childbirth, she was the exception. They thought she actually broke the curse until Dominic’s wife died and Kyan was born covered in the shadows.”

“How did she d*e,”

“I k****d her,” Kaif says matter of factly, and I look over at him. He stood in the center of the pentagram. Jonah touches my shoulder, making me jump, not seeing him sneak up on me.

“So why didn’t she d*e?”

“She did, but she was a witch. It was the first time an Octavian had been destined for another witch, like Kyan’s grandfather. They were both witches. They thought it was the key to breaking the curse. She died having Dominic, but his father brought her back using necromancy. She wasn’t the same. However, she was alive,”

“How wasn’t she the same?”

“She was a cruel woman. She sacrificed her entire coven in this room, k****d Dominic’s father along with them when Dominic was 8, right in front of him, she slit his throat,” Kaif answers. My mind went to Dominic, thinking of what that must have been like when his voice was suddenly behind my ear.

“She wasn’t a nice woman,” Dominic answers me.

“How so?” I ask him curiously.

“When she came back, she had no ability to love, growing up in a loveless home, I would wish on nobody, I merely existed for her to use my magic, try and take it for herself,” Dominic tells me.

“How old was Kyan when she died?” I ask Kaif.

“He was 5. It was the morning, and Kyan came into this room, he was always drawn to it, and he was forbidden to enter,” Kaif walks up the steps.

“Why did you k**l her?”

“She hurt his father. Kyan came in here and knocked something over. She hit Kyan, and Dominic immobilized her power and told her he would get rid of her if she ever touched his son. He loved his mother despite never receiving love in return. Dominic never spoke ill of her, he looked after her in her old age, but at the same time, Dominic kept Kyan away from her, wouldn’t allow him to be subjected to the same torment he endured,” Kaif answers taking the sword thing from my hand and placing it down. He reached over the table to a box and opened it. It was full of little films that would fit in the palm of my hand.

“I can show you, but it may scare you?”

“How can you show me?”

“Through memory, the shadows, which is what Kyan wants to teach you to control,” Kaif answers, and I bite my lip, wondering if I wanted to see such a thing.

“Does Kyan want me to see it? I don’t want you to invade his privacy for me, Kaif,” I tell him.

“He thinks it may scare you. It’s how the game came to be the one he used to play with his father,”

“Dominic was angry you k****d her?” I ask, but Kaif shakes his head, and Dominic answers me.

“Never, but it scared Kyan. He was a boy. What Kaif did, scared him. Kyan struggled with knowing he had k****d someone. Let him show you. It’s grotesque, but you should probably know what Kaif is capable of,” Dominic says, and my eyes dart back to Kaif. Kaif turned his head to the side and was observing me.

“His father?” Kaif asks and I nod my head. Staring up at him, I wondered what he was thinking and how he could tell when Kyan couldn’t.

“Your aura changes. It goes darker,” Kaif answers my thoughts.

“I hadn’t noticed it, but the shadows that follow you, they darken more,”

“What did he say?”

“That I should see what you are capable of,” I tell him biting the inside of my lip. Kaif looks to Jonah behind me.

“Will you hold her in case she faints?” Kaif asked him, and my stomach dropped, wondering how gruesome it would be that they were worried I would faint.

“No issues there,”‘ Jonah tells him before tugging me today the three steps. He sits on the top one before pulling me on his lap, and my eyes widen when I see the shadow s*****w both of Kaif’s gigantic hands before he grabs my face in them. The room warped and rippled around me when my surrounding changed slightly.

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I was in the same room, yet everything looked bigger. Maybe it was because Kyan was a child, but I could even hear and feel Kyan like I was a host in his body. His toy car scooted across the floor inside the open door.

“We shouldn’t go in. The old hag doesn’t want us in here,” I hear Kaif tell him, but he wanted his car and the door was wide open.

“Kyan wait for your father,” Kaif tells him, but Kyan ignores him. It was right there, he thought as he quickly rushed in. He picked up the little blue hot wheels car when something caught his eye.

It glinted at him as the sun shone in the window, the stone reflecting oddly, and Kyan moved toward it, ignoring Kaif like he was in a trance. He climbed the three little steps and moved toward the table. It was the strange mini sword, yet the stone sat in the handle wrapped in gold wires, which must have been why I saw it had a hole.

Kyan picked it up when a voice sounded behind him.