Chapter 219
Read Fated To The Alpha [by Jessica Hall] Chapter 219 – Kyan POV
Kaif stirred frantically when he felt pain ripple through the bond. It was worse than before, my pants
sticking to me as I walked up the steps to my room, I could feel blood running down my leg, and I
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couldn’t get the fear out of my system as it coursed through me. Kaif wanted me to go to her and check
her, urging me to bring her home and mark her to keep her safe, but I knew she wouldn’t be safe here.
Marabe believes she is tainted by darkness, but she isn’t a descendant of the g*d of darkness and
descendant of Celeste like I am.
Marabe was granted the touch of d***h; she isn’t incarnate like I am, isn’t stained the way my
bloodline is, tainted and doomed toplete the cycle every twelve generations. Kaif is doomed to
relive his mistake and condemns me along with him.
She fears herself, when in fact, she should fear me. What Kaif could do to her, what he has done to his
past mates, every twelfth generation he returns, every twelfth, the cursees back as a reminder it
can’t be broken. Punished for his mistake, punished for k*****g a demi- goddess.
Stripping my ck pants off, I peel the fabric down, the blood making them stick to my pants. My
stomach drops at the sight of my leg, her injuries bing mine like they always did. ck blood
gushed down my leg and spilled onto the rug beneath my feet.
“F**k!” I whisper, these were so much deeper, I could pry the wounds apart and see the tissue inside,
see the muscle it tore through. Does she not feel pain at all? It seemed absurd one would do this to
themself.
“You did that; she did that because you upset her. Could you fix it? Fix it now?” Kaif orders, his
“If I do she will know it us; she will know something is up with us,” I spit through clenched teeth.
“Now!” Kaif bellows loudly, and I clutch my head, my entire body vibrating with themand.
“I don’t care. She is ours; mend her now,” he growls. I could feel him pulling on my essence. Pain
ripples through my chest.” Stop, f*****g stop; we are linked to her,” I yell at him. Kaif whimpers, realizing
he could have hurt her by hurting me, though not k**l her, the pain would be intense until the bond
severed. She could feel us if I didn’t keep my guards up. Kaif losing it will make her well aware there
was a link in ce already, one more than a mate bond.
“I will do it, just stop, Kaif,” I tell him, trying to catch my breath. My hands be coated in my blood
as I clutch my leg, feeling the power build and run through my veins, sickly sweet and icy cold as it
writhed in my veins, my hand’s tingle as I focus on her, focus on what she had done to herself.
“a fuil airson m’ fhuil, thoir agus leighis bhuam” The words rolled off my tongue, and magic burst from
my palms, so cold I shivered.
My veins turn frosty as a cold rush runs up my leg, and pain ripples through me as I siphon it from her
and into me, taking it all from her. Blood starts pouring from me like someone has turned on a tap. I feel
light-headed, yet I could feel her healing, feel my teether strengthening her power, coating it with mine.
I hated this sort of magic; it always reminded me of voodoo or necromancy.
We were bonded by d***h. My power is an old extinct magic, an unused, forgotten kind of power,
ancestral omnificent power. I tried not to tap into this sort of magic, it could be dangerous, but it was the
most powerful. Only the gods had power like mine. My magic knows no bounds, no limits, and no
power exists that is stronger. This is the same power I used for my blood tie to Jonah, the same power
that brought Marabe back from the d**d, binding her soul to mine.
It was unnatural, addictive, and unlimited but crazed, sadistic, and menacing. Kaif thrived off its use, so
did I until the darkness of it came back for us. The room spun violently as I hauled myself to my feet,
staggering into my bathroom to grab a hand towel. I press it against my leg, waiting for Kaif to heal me.
“Kaif, now before I pass out,” I snap at him. He was angry I wouldn’t go to her.
“Kaif!” I warn him. I could feel him forward. However, he just watched, wanting to punish me, wishing to
weaken me to have control, while forgetting he could also k**l us.
“I will message her, just f*****g heal me, “I tell him, needing his Lycan genes to work and quickly.
I dig my phone out of pocket, sending her a message, my vision blurring. I look for Marabe’s number
on my phone before hitting send.
“My father didn’t d*e for you to toss your life away.”
Kaif watching through my eyes growls,” that is what you sent, that? Unsend it, don’t let her see,” He
snaps at me.
“Heal me, you idiot,”
“Take it back,”
“I can’t, it already sent, now heal me, Kaif,”
“No, you d*e,” He growls.
“I d*e, you d*e f******d, now heal me, or you will never see her again,” I tell him. The room swayed, and
I blinked, trying to remain conscious; I could feel the blood draining out of me, feel the color drain from
my face as sweat coated me. Using a spell like that, with magic like that, always took a toll on my and
Kaif’s sanity and my body. Kaif, unwilling to help, would let me d*e if he didn’t hurry up.
He wasn’t of sound mind, and I suppose I wouldn’t be either if I repeatedly lived with my mate d***g on
a neverending cycle. I refuse to let that be Marabe’s fate; I won’t lose the only person left in this
world that I love. I couldn’t live with the torment of knowing she died because she was destined for me.
My hearing went, I could no longer hear the creaks of the house, just the faint ringing in my ears, my
blood staining and coating the tiles, and I felt delirious. Time slowed when suddenly I blinked; Jonah
was frantically grabbing and reaching for me, his lips moving but no sound. I blink before his hand
connects with my face, my head whips to the side, and sound returns.
“Kaif, you big f*****g neanderthal, heal him, you f*****g oversized hyena” I try to smile at his words, but
it probably looked more like a grimace.
“Jonah,” I murmur.
“Right here,” Jonah says before I am suddenly moving.
“I came here to kick your a*s, not to have it in my face,” Jonah says, tossing me over his shoulder. He
starts trekking down the steps, and I feel Kaif fading, his essence d***g out with mine because he
refused to heal me in time. I could feel his panic at d***g like a soft pulse when I was mmed on a
table in the conservatory. I stared up at the ss roof covered in vines; I could hear Jonah rummaging
around.
“Yeesh, what the f**k is that? Is that a finger?” I groan, turning my head to see two of him, my vision
doubled, and he was holding a jar?
“Oh right, saving your a*s, so I can k**l it myself,” Jonah says, turning back to the shelves,
“Ah, here we go, so up the bum or down the throat hole,” I growl, but it makes no noise, only vibrates in
my chest. Jonah unscrews the lid before grabbing a pair of gloves from the table drawer beneath me.
“Hang on,” Jonah says before scooping some out with a spoon and tipping it into a ss of water. I try
not to think where he got that water from or how long it was down here. I hardly came down to this part
of the house. I fight to stay awake as he mixes the wolfsbane and Bedonna.
“Bottoms up bro, I hope it tastes like s**t, ” Jonah says before pouring the poison down my throat. I
choke as I am forced to s*****w the concoction. My heart started beating erratically in my chest, blood
pumping in my veins, Kaif being forced to turn, moved forward as the poison worked through our
system.
My bones snap and stretch simultaneously, making me groan, which turns to growl. Kaif is thrown
forward and forced to merge with me, my body healing, although now I had a new battle as the table
gave way under our weight. Standing up, I stagger. Jonah gripping my hairy arm to steady me as I get
to my feet. wired and pulsing through my veins, and I felt high, needing to run, adrenaline pumping
around my body and the need to sink my ws into something, tear something to pieces. My vision
adjusted, and I could see the heat radiating off of Jonah, his body glowing like a beacon.
“You feel better?” Jonah asks before nodding his own answer.
“Good, good,” He mutters before he lunges at us, his fist connecting with my face as he springs off the
ground. Kaif roars at him before backhanding him, and he goes flying into the ss walls, and they
shatter.
Jonah gets to his feet, bouncy on the b***s of his feet.
“P***y, that all you got, you oversized peanut brained mutt,” Jonah says, taunting Kaif, knowing full well
he was about to get his a*s beat, but he smiles, spitting blood on the ground before running at us, and
Kaif charges at him, the growl that leaves Kaif makes the ss roof rattle. Jonah shifts just as we c***h
into each other.