Fated To the Alpha by Jessica Hall
Chapter 271: Jonah POV
I knew the moment she marked him, I felt it. And I also felt Kaif stir and shove forward, though not out of anger but more curiosity, and I knew she marked Kaif. The bond surged, and my mark heated on my neck, tingling, making me shiver as the bond grew stronger than ever.
I had only just stepped out of the fire exit when it sounded like a bomb went off. The windows blasted, bursting and raining glassdown everywhere. The power going out caused enough chaos, but this caused a stampede in the foyer.
Panicked people screaming and rushing out of the building. Some screamed about terrorists while one of my smart@ssemployees, Ben, screamed out ‘It’s aliens,” to frighten them more.
I click my tongue and shake my head. Humans were so gullible! Walking over to the foyer desk, I see security staff rushing everywhere. I had already mind-linked to let them know what was going on.
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“Get all First Aid officers out here. They will be needed,” I quickly add through the link. No doubt people would have been injured by the exploding glass. Sirens blared loudly outside. Even the Tornado signals were blaring in the street, not that we ever got Tornados here.
Stopping next to Ben at the foyer desk, he talked to staff on the walkie-talkie. It is a waste if you ask me, with all employees being a werewolf and part of Kyan’s Pack. Yet we had to keep up appearances so kind of necessary.
“Kyan lost the plot?”‘ Ben asks. His white b*tton-up shirt had minor tears, and blood drops from where he was sprayed with glass. Although he was already healed, he looked like a b****y mess. His sandy blonde hair stuck up in every direction.
“Nope, Marabella marked Kaif,” I tell him.
“Kyan will have fun explaining this away,” Ben states. Nothing couldn’t be put down to natural disasters. I can already see earthquake headlines. “He’ll handle it. Money talks, something he has plenty of,” I tell him, and he nods.
“Ambulances are the way, so is an electrician. Security is monitoring the casino. All the machines went down. And everyone else is playing medic.
I sent Scott to a*s*sess the damage,” he tells me, and I nod just as the backup generators kick in and light up the place. Now with better visuals, I see the destruction at total capacity. Walking out the front of the casino, the street wasn’t much better.
It was complete chaos. I walked back inside with a sigh, deciding authorities would take care of everything outside the casino. They were all in Kyan’s pocket anyway. Just another thing he would have to handle.
“Alpha?” Ben calls from the foyer desk, waving me over with his hand. glasscrunches under my shoes as I make my way back to the white counter. He was looking at a laptop, and I walked around the counter to see what he was looking at.
“We have 908 patrons staying in the hotel tonight. What do you want me to do?”
“Send someone to check their rooms and make sure everyone is accounted for. Send security and medics up to each floor. All those staying issue refunds, and give vouchers for next time if they ever return.
Also, see if any available hotels off the main street have vacancies for those wanting to leave,’ I tell him. Ben nods, writing everything down on a sticky note while I turn to go check the bar area, walking away from the chaos.
Despite the explosion, most of those in the bar area thought it was more reason to keep drinking. Macy was working behind the bar with Soyer. Both of them are still serving. Macy smirks as I approach.
“What’s up, boss?” Soyer asks as I approach. I walked around the counter to the registers, which had been opened manually since the generators wouldn’t run those. They mainly only powered the elevators, lighting, fridges, and security cameras.
“Call last round on the house, get the cashboxes to the safes and start to clean up.” They both nod, and Macy slides a glassof whiskey across the counter, full to the brim. I raise an eyebrow at her, and she whistles, nodding toward my c*rotc*h.
I look down at the front of my pants and curse. “F**k!” Macy laughs, serving someone before waving their money away. I scull the glasshoping it would help mute the bond, but now she pointed it out, I was smashed with the feelings through the bond. Their arousal going to the forefront of my mind.
“Suppose I know where you are going then,” Soyer laughs while I try to readjust myself. Why didn’t I put underwear on! I tap the counter, and Macy laughs, sliding another glassover to me.
“You’re not heading up?” Soyer asks when I scull the glassbefore walking over and grabbing the bottle.
“No, they only just sorted things out. I will let them have a moment,” I say, tipping the bottle to my lips; I chug a few mouthfuls and shake my head as heat rushes through me, burning down my throat and into my stomach.
“Well, I am off to hide somewhere no patrons are,” I chuckled, about to walk out of the small bar door when Macy rushes over to me. She takes off her apron and tosses it at me, and I gr0@n at the tent I f****g pitched.
“It won’t hide it,” I tell her, tossing it back to her. “Worth a try,” she laughs, flicking her chocolate brown hair over her shoulder before pulling it in a bun on top of her head. I headed out to staff areas toward the security office.
I instantly get laughed at by Daniel as I walk past his desk. He was head of security, an older gentleman with greying hair and a beard that went to the middle of his chest that was braided. His eyes crinkled as he laughed and snorted at my en.
“F**k up, you old fossil,” I snap at him.
“Hey, Midnight Delight is down the street. Sure, someone there will take care of you; don’t come in here with that. I ain’t helping ya out,” he laughs. I growl at him.
“Marked and Mated! Idiot, and have you seen the girls in that place, should be called Midnight Fright, not Delight,” I tell him, with a disgusted shiver. Flopping into one of the chairs with my bottle of whiskey.
Daniel shrugs. “I don’t mind them; they get the job done, “he laughs.
“Yeah, probably because they are all about your age, went once, and the lady had more wrinkles than my n*k,” I tell him. He laughs and shakes his head, going back to monitoring the screens.
A few hours later, I headed back to the apartment, becoming distracted by the s**t storm the explosion caused. Exhausted, I make my way back upstairs, unlocking the door. The breeze from the busted windows makes me shudder.
I shower quickly before walking around to my side of the bed. Mara was tucked under the blankets, and I could tell she was still n***d as the blanket was pushed down to her waist, giving me a nice view of her perky b***s. Jax ls his chops in my head, wanting to chew on one of them. By grub. I shake my head at my h**y wolf, pull the blankets back, and climb into the bed to hear Kyan snicker. As I rolled on my side.
“F****g as*ho*e,” I tell him, feeling the dampness of the mattress.
“You don’t even seem fazed,” he says, sitting up on his elbow looking over at me.
“Some random I would be, but my mates. Na, I’m all good,” I laugh, and he scrunches his face up. “I am surprised you’re not spring cleaning,”‘ I tease him. His aggravation is evident through the bond at me, mentioning the room’s state.
“Don’t, I am pretending the room is in order,” he growls, and I shake my head before tugging Marabella closer. She rolls into me and sighs. Like a magnet, Kyan moves into her and dr@pes his arm over her waist and my arm.
“We will have to go back to the manor while this place gets fixed up,” I tell him before yawning.
“Yeah, you should probably just move your stuff back home,” Kyan says, pressing his face into the back of Mara’s neck and inhaling her scent.
“Can I have a drawer too?” I laughed at his invitation to move in with him. Not like he had much choice now.
“You do have a drawer in my b****y room filled with all the c**p you leave at my place,” he says, and I shrug. I usually help myself to his s*t, anyway. Moving in with him wouldn’t be much different. I spent the majority of the time in the city there with him, anyway.
“You better get a bigger bed. Yours is a little squishy,” I tell him, yawning and closing my eyes.
“Already ordered one. Should arrive tomorrow a*s*suming Ella didn’t blow up the factory as well,” he laughs. Before closing my eyes, I nod. I should have realized he would have everything sorted, The man; I swear he had files in his head of everything set in place, and heaven bit something doesn’t line up with his schedule or on time.
Marabella POV
Waking the following morning, the morning air was freezing. Jonah was asleep beside me, although Kyan was no longer in bed. Tugging the covers back, I climb out of bed. It was still early in the morning. Stretching and yawning, I place my feet on the floor, before I lift them, remembering the broken glass, only to open my eyes to find the room spotless.
“Kyan!” Kora sighs, and I nod, walking to the bathroom to pee. When I am finished, I steal Jonah’s dressing gown and his slippers before stepping out into the hallway.
Besides the broken windows, everything was in order, the cs blowing inward from the slight breeze but everything was spotless. Turning the corner into the kitchen, I run into the Kyan carrying coffee.
“Woah, b****y scared me. I was about to wake you,” Kyan says, holding a mug out to me. I take it from him and he pecks my cheek before wandering off down the hall while I wondered what time he got up to clean all this.
“Jonah, I am leaving,” I hear him say to Jonah before Jonah grunts when I hear the sound of flesh on flesh, and Kyan snickers as he comes back down the hall.
“Coffee on the bedside table, now get up!” Kyan calls to him as he comes back out to the kitchen.
“What time did you get up?” I ask him.
“Not long after Jonah got home, we will be going back to the manor today, so grab what you need. I have to go see the mayor and a few officials. So I will be awhile.” he says, pulling his suit jacket on over his black b*tton-up shirt hanging on the back of the dining table chair. He b*ttons it up. “S**t, my car isn’t here,” Kyan growls.
He spots Jonah’s keys on the microwave. He snatches them off before grabbing me and k*issing me. His tongue invaded my mouth, and I tried to pull away, worried about morning breath, but he didn’t seem to care. My mug clutched tightly in my hand as I tried not to spill it over him.
He lets me go before looking behind me toward the bedroom, making me look over my shoulder to see Jonah walking toward us.
“I am taking your car,” Kyan tells him, and Jonah waves him off with his hand, looking exhausted. He k*isses my head as he walks past me toward the kitchen sink. He yawns loudly, leaning on the bench and sipping the coffee Kyan made him.
“I’m up happy, Boss?” Jonah g****s and Kyan nods, turning his attention back to me.
“Love you, I need to go. I should have already,” Kyan says before walking out in a rush. I shake my head while Jonah glances around the place.
“Kyan!” we both say simultaneously, looking at how clean the place is now. Jonah shakes his head before dumping his mug in the sink, pouring the contents down the drain.
He then walks back toward the room. “Where are you going?”‘ I ask.
“Back to bed, I didn’t get in till after 2,” he states.
“Well, I am ringing my brother. We are?” I call out to him before thinking of a reason to go with him. “We’re going to lunch,” I tell him.
“My card is in my wallet,” Jonah sings out, and I nod before remembering he can’t see me.
“Thank you!” I get no reply but feel him fall asleep, which would undoubtedly anger Kyan that he went back to bed. Heading into the room, I retrieve some clothes and put them in the main bathroom, not wanting to wake Jonah before stealing his phone and dialing Eziah’s number.
He answers after the second ring. “Marabella?” he says.
“How did you know it was me?” I ask.
“Inkling I had, what’s up?”
“Don’t suppose you could help me with something?” I ask him, remembering to keep my voice low, not wanting to wake Jonah and have him overhear.
“If it’s to buy you pads again, the answer is no, get one of your boy toys to do it,” he says, and I roll my eyes.
“No, but it is important.” Eziah sighs.
“Fine, where are you?”
“The Casino,”
“You want me to come to the city!” he g****s.
“That’s hours in the car. When you said you wanted help, I thought you asked because you were at Uncle Andrei’s or in town!” he whines.
“Please?”
“Ah fine, I will be a few hours,” he says.
“Just portal here,” I tell him.
“Ah, I can’t. Do you think I can just portal whenever I want? I can only do that leaving the Moon Goddess realm,”
“Then go-to the Moon Goddess realm,” I tell him.
“And what do you want me to tell mum? Ah, can you drop me into the realms so I can take a shortcut to the city?”
“Yep, besides, I need you to go there anyway to look for something,” I tell him.
“You’re lucky you’re my twin, or I would disown you for making me your little b***h all the time,” he growls and I laugh.
“So, is that a yes?”
“Yes, Marabella. Now, what am I looking for in the realm?”
“Celeste’s Grimoires and I need that dagger,”
“You want me to steal mum’s dagger and an old book?”
“It’s not stealing. We are borrowing,”
“Did you ask mum?”
“No, but you can,” I chuckle.
“Of course you didn’t. Fine, where am I meeting you?” I bite the inside of my lip, knowing this would raise questions.
“City graveyard,” I tell him. He falls silent on the other end of the phone.
“We are not raising the d**d, Marabella,”
“No, we are just digging up a grave,” I tell him.
“So I suppose I gotta bring a b****y shovel, too?”
“If you don’t mind, it may look funny if I carry one through the main street,” he growls.
“Anything else. Do you need a bodily organ, an alibi?”
“I will let you know on the organ and Alibi is already sorted. I told Jonah we are having lunch together,”
“Great, I am bringing a picnic basket too,” Eziah says, and I laugh.
“Thankyou. I love you,” I tell him.
“Love you too, see you in an hour,” he says, and I hang up. I place the phone down before turning on the shower. Now to just dig up my father in-laws grave and hope to god we can break this curse before the madness comes for me.