Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 50 âSorry Kat but youâre just going to have to endure it, I wanted to prepare you before this happenedâ Kora says, her voice floating to me in the darkness.
I tried to ask her what she meant, but I couldnât speak through the pain. My nerve endings felt like they were on fire.
Her voice drifted away from me, out of reach. Pain similar to the curse ravaged my body only it didnât end. I saw no end to it when I was suddenly drifting, floating in the abyss.
Before the darkness ripples, like a stone skipped along the water. A picture flickering in front of my eyes before I was thrown into it, becoming part of it.
It was the same place, the place with wolves dying in the field, I knew because I recognised the manâs eyes, it was the Black wolf that she saved first.
âMarabella,â he says cupping my face, his hands warm as he sits me up. He had long dark hair that hung to his shoulders.
A large scar that went from his hairline to his jaw that made his eye crinkle, even with the scar he still looked beautiful, it just made his features more prominent, manly. I looked around wolves that were healed, shifting back, yet I felt heavy, my limbs not cooperating.
Men and women screaming for their loved ones who couldnât be saved, children clutching the dead bodies of their parents. âI tried, I tried but I couldnât Micha, there are too manyâ I tell him. Though I know the words arenât mine as they leave my lips but that of the woman I have become.
âI know my loveâ he tells me cupping her cheeks. Her sadness bleeding into me.
âSheâs awake!â
âSheâs awake!â People start murmuring rushing toward me, crowding around.
âTell her to save them, tell her Alpha, she needs to bring back my sonâ A woman in her thirties says, clutching the manâs arm.
I shake my head, âI canât, I canât save them allâ I tell the woman clutching his arms. Micha shoves her off before scooping me up. People crowd around trying to grab and pull on me, but he starts walking but they donât stop, their hands grabbing and touching while they scream for me to save them, I feel my head ripped back as someone grabs my hair. Micha growled before spinning around and kicking the man in the chest with me still clutched in his arms.
He starts running. Zipping through the trees and into the forest. They gave chase, trying to catch us. Yelling and screaming enraged that their loved ones wouldnât be saved. The picture ripples before I feel a rush, the vision flickering ahead pulling me into a new vision.
Pain, intense pain making me scream. My abdomen cramping and I look up, a scream leaving my lips and I see that I am in a cave as I look around disorientated. A fire off to the side and bear skin under my hands as I clench it before screaming through the pain again.
âThatâs it my love push, pushâ Micha says pushing my legs wider. I scream, gritting my teeth and pushing, panting through the pain before I hear a cry. A babyâs cry of life.
âItâs a boy, itâs a boyâ Micha says, holding the baby up to show me, he places it on my chest and I stare in awe of it, when the pain starts again and I scream, gritting my teeth with a violent urge to push.
âWhatâs happening?â He asks as I scream.
âThereâs another one,â I scream pushing before feeling the baby slide out the birth canal, Micha grabbing it in his hands and looking down at it before he looks up frightened.
âItâs a girl,â he says, shocked looking down at the baby in his arms.
âShe will be cursed too,â he says, his voice breaking as he looks at his daughter. Voices could suddenly be heard outside the cave, Micha handing the baby to me and looking into the darkness of the cave.
âThey found us, get up Marabella get upâ
âIâm tired of running, I canât keep runningâ I cry when he pulls me to my feet, the babies clutched in my arms, he sethers the cords with his claws.
âPush, you need to runâ he says tugging on the cords.
âNo, I wonât leave youâ I cry.
âItâs not about us, you need to keep them safe, keep her hiddenâ he says looking up at me.
âWe need to get the placenta out, push my loveâ he says and I do while he tugs, the grossest feeling as it leaves my body. Blood running down my legs. The voices grow louder as they enter the cave, Micha looking around frantically.
âRun! Runâ Micha says, pushing me to the back of the cave.
âNot without youâ I say, clutching his arm.
âWe donât have time, they have humans with them, I love you, now goâ he says, pushing me to go deeper into the cave.
âNo!â I cry when he steps closer, clutching my face between his hands, his lips crashing on mine before he pulls back kissing both the babies heads.
âIâm sorry, my loveâ he says, before I feel his aura rush out, so strong that it nearly brings me to my knees.
âRun! Keep them safeâ He roars, forcing the full weight of his command on top of me, crushing me before itâs too much and I start to run. I hear the voices grow louder before hearing him shift, my legs running through the cave before I see a tiny pin prick of light in the darkness and it grows bigger the closer I get to it, before I burst out of the cave and into the forest.
My legs, pushing me through the trees and I donât stop, not till I feel his teether snap, my neck searing with pain and I know he is dead, the mate bond seethering and crushing pain ripples through my chest, bringing me to my knees as the force behind his command also snaps.
The two tiny babies clutched in my arms as my body heaved with sobs, their cries ringing out into the forest.
Voices drifted to my ears and I spun around, they were hunting us, Adreneline coursing through me.
Looking at the babies he gave his life for, I force my legs to move as I stumble through the forest. The picture flickering before flashing forward again.
This time I am in a field, a boy with dark curls hanging down his back chases after an equally dark haired girl as they play. I watch from the hill where I sit in the grass amongst the wildflowers.
âMicha!â I yell and the boys turns around. He looked around 12 years old and he ran over before falling on the grass next to me. The girl picking flowers amongst the high grass, she looks up and waves. The boy and I wave back at her.
âYou must keep her safe, keep her hidden and donât let her use her power, they will hunt herâ I tell him.
âThe pack, but we havenât seen them in years now motherâ I cup his cheek, my thumb brushing his skin.
âNo son, from everybody, even the humans, everyone. Trust no one for they will take her from youâ I tell him and he nods.
âWhy are you telling me this?â
âBecause your getting sicker, and you are my son, I promised to protect you and I keep my promisesâ
âI donât understand?â
âYou will, for you hold my heartâ I tell him, patting his chest where I see the scar. It was dark grey, looking down, my chest was the same, only glowing brightly blue, an identical scar running between my breasts.
âIs it because of her, the one who cursed you mother?â The boy asks.
âShe didnât curse me, she blessed me with the gift of life, but it comes with a price, a price I will pay, a price your sister will pay if she is not carefulâ
âHow is it a gift when it is taking you from me?â
âBecause without it I wouldnât have either of youâ I tell him, clutching his hand.
âBut canât you ask her for more time, what did you promise her, what did you promise her mother, I donât want you to goâ
âI promised her my heart for yours, so that means you have to live for me, live for your sisterâ I tell him before coughing.
âWhy would you promise her your heart for mine?â he says.
âBecause It was already broken to begin with, son but you, you will make it whole againâ I said before coughing, blood covering the palm of her hand.
âGo play with your sister, be a good brother to katarinaâ I tell him. He nods, wrapping his arms around my neck, hugging me before running off. I watch them play for a bit before the coughing starts.
I fall back on the grass staring at the clouds before I gasp, the picture flicking forward again but now stopping. I am standing on some wooden platform in the centre of a village with my hands tied to a wooden pole. People yelling and screaming and throwing things at me.
âWitch, witch, witchâ they chant.
âKatarina!â I hear a man scream.
My eyes scan the crowd when they land on a man, identical to Micha though slightly different. His shirt slightly open, a glowing fluorescent blue scar on his chest like Marabella had on hers. In his arms he clutched a baby.
âTake care of her brotherâ I mouth to him, and he nods. His face stained with tears before he nods disappearing into the crowd before the podium on which I stand is set alight, my dress catching fire and I stamp my feet, trying to put out the flames before stilling knowing itâs useless and I look up at the sky.
I closed my eyes glad for her safety, he would keep her safe. I think as my body is engulfed in flames making me scream before I am thrown out of my nightmare screaming in agony.
My eyes focus on the room, and I look down frantically patting my clothes when hands grab mine. My breathing heavy as I tried to catch my breath.
âKat!, Kat?â Ezra says before clamping his hands on my face. He sighs, putting his head down. âThank the Goddess,â he says.
His words anger me for what she has forced my family to endure.
âF*ck the goddessâ I breathe trying to catch my breath.
âKat?â Ezra says, he looked appalled at my words but I didnât care, I did nothing to her yet am cursed by her, had to watch the horrors this curse has caused.
âYou donât mean thatâ he says and I shake my head and he clamps his hand over my mouth.
âYou donât mean thatâ he says, his eyes holding mine before crushing me against his chest.
âI was so terrified, I thought I killed you, the worst few minutes of my lifeâ he says rubbing my back.
âFew minutes?â
âYes you were only out for a few minutesâ he says but I felt like I had been gone for hours, days even a Lifetime.
âWhy did she show me that?â I ask Kora. It made no sense, to me, they didnât die like my mother did or grandmother.
âItâs just the beginning katâ
âI donât understand,â I tell her.
âyou will in time but for now rest, because at midnight we shiftâ
âWe shift?â
âYes Kat, thatâs why I didnât want him to mark us yetâ
âWhy?â
âBecause itâs not a Full Moon tonight and we will be weaker, we havenât had time to rechargeâ
Fated To The Alpha ï¤Chapter 49 Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son ï¤Chapter 149: Epilogue âI still donât understandâ
âShifting in a full Moon is quick, it wonât be quick Katâ she says. I knew shifting for the first time was painful, but for her to be worried just scared me more.
âKat?â Ezra asks worriedly, I shake my head trying to wrap my head around the horror that has become my life. I clutch him, hugging him back letting his scent calm my raising mind.
âWe will survive the shift kat, Ezraâs bloodline is strong, his DNA runs through our veins now we will survive, we just wonât want toâ Kora says, a chill running up my spine at her words.
We wonât want to? A blessing, how was any of this supposed to be a blessing when everything feels like itâs a curse.