Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 260

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 260 – Marabella POV

I had awoken at Jonah’s the following day, and three days had since passed. My parents had been annoying the h**l out of me, and I swear if I get one more positive affirmation meme from my father, I may just drive up there to shove his phone up his a*s. Every day like clockwork, they all video chat like they were worried I would try to k**l myself again.

Although, I was more concerned about Kyan’s state of mind than worrying much about my own. We hadn’t heard from him since Jonah brought me here. Not one word, however. Today was Lucas’s f*****l, so I would get to see him.

As I climbed out of Jonah’s car, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the b****l ground of Kyan’s family, weaving us through the cemetery to the back. It was odd. I half expected the service to be held at the manor since it had its own graveyard. “I thought more people would show up,” I whispered to Jonah. Looking around, only Kyan and Andrei are standing beside the grave that has already been dug. Not even Sage was here, which I thought odd. Lucas and Andrei were best friends, so I thought she would have come.

“Kyan only invited Dad, Mum, and us. Mum couldn’t handle it. Stress has gotten to her bad, and Dad has been having to sedate her,” Jonah whispered, and I glanced at him.

“Why what happened?” I ask, worried for Aunty Sage.

“The whole Vince and Casen thing, you know Mum’s fragile and not in a good place right now. She thinks Dad is keeping things from her, and her anxiety has been playing havoc,” Jonah tells me.

“Well, he did, kind of kept it from her,” I mumble, and Jonah sighs. Walking through the small fence, a shudder ran through me as we entered his family plot. Suddenly, an electric current rushed through me and stopped me in my tracks. It was an unnerving sensation. Taking a look down at the ground, I realized I had walked right past the grave of his father. My brows furrowed, and my footsteps faltered as if something was halting me from going any further.

Andrei, noticing us, walks over, and he grips his son’s shoulder. Yet my eyes went to Kyan, who stood silently next to his uncle’s coffin. He stared blankly ahead, and Jonah was talking to his father. With one last glance down at his father’s tombstone, I let go of Jonah’s hand and wandered over to him and stopped beside him. He had his hands in hands in his pockets. Without thinking, I slipped my hand into his pocket, grabbing his hand in mine. He looked down at his pocket before pulling his hand back out and squeezing mine gently.

“I didn’t think you would come,” he whispered.

“Kind of owe my life to him; it would be a bit rude not to, plus he made good scones,” I told him, and he chuckled. “He did and jams,” Kyan chuckled to himself. Jonah walked up behind us and grabbed Kyan’s shoulder before pulling him back and wrapping his arm around his chest.

“Love you, bro,” Jonah said, smacking Kyan’s chest softly. Kyan nodded, then squeezed his hand before letting him go. Jonah let him go before moving beside me, his hand going to my waist, and we listened to the man holding the small service. Andrei said a few words, but Kyan just nodded and clenched his jaw as the coffin was lowered. When it was done, he turned to me before pecking my cheek and letting my hand go. He walked away while I stared after him, and so did Jonah. Jonah’s brows furrowed with worry.

“Want me to check on him before I go home?” Andrei asked Jonah, and he nodded. His father hugged him before hugging me and walking out of the graveyard after Kyan. We followed, although the same thing happened again when I passed Dominic’s grave. The same violent shudder ran up my spine, and Jonah stopped looking down at me while I tried to make sense of the strange sensation that had once again overwhelmed me.

“What’s wrong? Your emotions are strange,” Jonah murmured. I shook my head before sucking in a breath.

“Nothing, just a strange feeling when I walked past it,” I answered.