Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 97

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 97

Ezra POV

We had been short on patrol runs for days now. Meeting Alex at the border, I fell in line with him as he scouted.

We hadn’t seen or heard anything in days, which was making me anxious. What was Jackson planning, and why was Andrei helping him. Andrei and Jackson never got along so I knew there had to be something going on with them to suddenly band together.

“Anything out of the ordinary?” I ask Alex through the link. Maddox was anxious he needed something to tame the fire inside him. Something to take the edge off.

“Nothing, Jackson’s Pack has been locked down, no one has stepped in or out of the territory “Alex tells

me which makes me worry more, knowing he was biding his time and also planning for something, we step over the border and declare war, we could be walking into a trap.

“What about Andrei’s?”

“Same thing, they have gone silent, usually Andrei’s men along the border banter with ours but we haven’t seen them at all”

“Yeah well he was caught helping Jackson, the alliance broke the moment he went against us. Just tell our men to remain alert” I tell him running ahead of him. Maddox needed out, needed to be let loose. I give him the reigns he desperately wanted.

Maddox felt supercharged as he tackled a moose, taking it down effortlessly, he wasn’t even hungry he just wanted to kill something, and some sick part of me actually enjoyed watching him do it while he hunted for his next target. Something felt off with him, he was becoming angrier and angrier as he kept on killing animals in the forest.

‘What’s got into you?’ I ask him trying to figure out why he was so off.

‘Nothing, I just can’t feel Kora anymore, like she is masking herself from me’ he tells me as he keeps hunting but finding nothing to satisfy the hunger inside him. He goes back to the moose deciding to maul it to pieces. Tearing its flesh from the bone, his fur drenched in blood and I dreaded having to go into town like this, though it wouldn’t be the first time I have walked into town drenched in blood but It made my pack anxious, they knew what sort of beast resided in me, know what sort of monster resided in my father. He may be gone but that doesn’t mean they don’t remember especially the elders of the pack.

By the time he was done, blood was dripping off our fur, but his words earlier had me thinking, I couldn’t sense Kora either when Mateo and I were with her, couldn’t sense her at all. The bond was complete, I could feel everything Kat felt, yet something was different. Kat felt stronger within herself and I never noticed how incomplete she was

until she bonded with us both, but Maddox was right. I couldn’t sense Kora either, making me wonder if Kat noticed her presence was gone. A whine escapes Maddox’s lips and he starts running. I wondered if Kat could feel her or if Kora was hiding from her.

‘You can see her tonight at the pack run’ I told Maddox as he started heading for town. It took us a while because Maddox kept hunting on the way, his hunger for death untameable. Finally stopping at the funeral home, Maddox handed me back control and I shifted, not a speck of skin showed under all the blood and I cursed at the sight of my body. I walk to the back door, gripping the door handle and walk in. Good thing Mrs Crump dealt with dead bodies for a living but still she shrieks at the sight o f me as I walk into the morgue at the back of the building. She was embalming a body and turned white as a sheet before recognising my scent. She flicks her long silver hair over her shoulder.

“Alpha” She gasps clutching her chest. She rips a white sheet off the rack, tossing it at me. Before pushing her glasses up her nose. She covers the dead body of one of our warriors with a sheet and I wrap the sheet around my waist she gave me.

“Thought you were one of the dead coming back for me ” She chuckles, she always had a dark sense of humour. I suppose you would or you wouldn’t choose this for a job.

“How is my Luna?” She asks, washing her hands, she leaves the tap running and I quickly wash mine and she squirts some soap on my hands. She was in her 6o’s and I had known her all my life. She was a good woman.

“Fine Ester, she will be okay, she is dealing with it rather well” I tell her before following her into the funeral palor, coffins lining the walls and urns, my feet leaving marks on the dark floorboards..