Fated To The Alpha
Chapter 249

The following day I woke up to Kyan moving. My head slid off his arm as he sat up. I covered my mouth with my hand as I yawned. " Morning," I mumbled, wanting to go back to sleep, but Kyan buried his face in my neck, inhaling my scent. He rubs his stubble across my cheek and neck, irritating and tickling my skin. "Kye, stop it," I tell him. He growls at me. He seemed overly affectionate, which was alarming when I realized it wasn't him but Kaif as he pulled his face back and looked down at me. He pecks my l!ps, n!pping at them.

Does Kyan know you have control, Kaif?" He growls but nods his head before n!pping at my chin and neck. "Kaif," he huffed and stopped before I felt him shudder, and Kyan was suddenly peering down at me. "He wouldn't have done anything," Kyan told me.

His fingers gripped my chin, and he smiled as he leaned down and pressed his lps against mine. His leg moved between mine, pushing them further apart when I realized I had no clothes on. I pulled away from him and lifted the blanket

loo king down and my eyes widened, and Kyan chuckled.

"Now that was Kaif, he may have undressed you, you know you sleep like the dead," He laughed. Kyan pressed between my legs. The fabric of his shorts brushed against me as he settled between my legs.

"Kyan?" I asked, wanting to make sure Kaif wasn't forcing him to be like this; it was so unlike Kyan I was beginning to worry.

That would be my name," Kyan chuckled.

"You just seem different," I admitted. He hummed in agreement n!pping at my skin.

"I wasn't going to sleep with you if that's what you are worried about,"

"I wasn't worried but it makes me feel so much better knowing you don't want to sleep with me," I told him, a little hurt at his words.

"I worry how Kaif will react. We should wait for Jonah to get back," he said, his brows furrowed at his words and eyes flickered to Kaif for a split second.

"I know this isn't how you pictured being with your mate to be like Ella, but you need to know I am trying. Or willing to try, but we should wait for Jonah, then you can mark him, and it will be fine. If Kaif loses control, not that I think he will Jonah will be here to stop him," Kyan stated.

"You want me to mark Jonah?"

"Well, no, I didn't at first, but Kaif saw to that, didn't he, but he was also supposed to be yours," He sighs. "And Jonah is like a brother to me. Just don't think I will suddenly turn bisexual because that won't happen," He laughed. "Why did Kaif mark him?"

"Mostly to piss me off but also because he knew if I didn't mark you that Jonah would eventually, it was his way of making sure we are tied to you, he knew I wouldn't be able to resist the bond while feeling how Jonah feels about you," "So that is the only reason you changed your mind?" I asked him. His words made me worry that none of this was his choice.

"No, I changed my mind because even though I was an asshole to you, you still stuck up for me. Even when you shouldn't have, it made me realize that maybe you could handle Kaif if you could forgive me after that,"

"I also hated how your family treated you, they were quick to jump on Eziah's side, and it was only out of fear. I know your parents love you, Marabella. They just aren't sure of how to help you,"

"I don't need help," I tell him.

"I know, but you need someone that doesn't fear you," "Like Kaif,"

"Like both of us, I know you wouldn't hurt anyone intentionally; I have also never feared you. I know you; Jonah also doesn't fear you," I nodded my head.

"People fear what they don't understand. Yes, you have dark magic, strong magic Ella, it's dark, but you aren't, magic is only dark when the beholder intends it to be, or when control is lost, you just need to learn control," "Somehow, I don't see it that way, I only have to touch someone, and they drop dead,"

"Yes, because you're in flight mode all the time, it is a fear mechanism. You don't fear yourself when you are with Jonah and I,"

"Maybe because I don't care if I kill you both," I laughed. Kyan raises an eyebrow at my words.

"Maybe because we have never shown fear of you, Jonah has hated your gloves as much as I have. Lucas also doesn't fear you,"

"But he fears you though,"

"Only because he knows what Kaif is capable of,"

"Seems more than that though, Kye. I have seen the way he looks at you sometimes,"

"Lucas knows a lot. My father prepared him to take me when I was a kid. In a way, I think he was always preparing Lucas. He just didn't know why,"

"What do you mean?"

"Lucas changed after you found out I was your mate, I think my father warned him about something. I have asked but he never admits what it is, says he won't jeopardize our bond, even when I insisted I would never keep you," "So it has something to do with me?" "I don't think so. Honestly, I am not sure," I sighed as if things weren't hard enough. Now I could add worrying about Lucas to the list.

"So when are we going to try to contain my abnormal gifts, curses, whatever they are? When Jonah comes back?"

"I'm not sure when he will be back. I do know he hasn't found Rose, though,"

"He messaged?"

"No, I can feel his worry," Kyan answered. "Maybe we should help him,"

"Jonah doesn't want that, he knows you marked me, and I think he is hoping I will hurry up and mark you if he isn't here," Kyan chuckled.

"So he isn't bothered?"

"No, he is quite happy about you marking me, just worried about his sister, so come on, we should get dressed and go to the observatory," Kyan said, pushing off his arms to get up.

Kora shoves forward and traps him with my legs. My face heats at her boldness. And he leans down, pecking my lips.

"Wondering when you would come forward, kora," Kyan chuckles before kissing me. His tongue invades my mouth as he kisses me, and Kora the tart starts purring while I try to stop her from rubbing my na.kedness against him, but he doesn't seem to mind. Instead, he leans closer and presses himself against me.

A startled gasp made me pull away when I felt the hardness of him pressing against my thigh. "Let her go, Kora," Kyan growled at her before n!pping at my shoulder. Kora huffed, annoyed but gave me full control back, flicking her tail in my head as she strutted away. "Stupid horny wolf," I muttered.

"I would blame Kaif, but that is all me feeling you pressed against me; I am just not embarrassed to admit it," Kyan teased. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"I am not embarrassed, or like my Hussey of a wolf,"

"Then why are legs still holding me against you?" Kyan chuckled, and I quickly unwrapped them from around his waist. Kyan pressed his lips against mine briefly.

"I can't mark you or mate you, but that doesn't mean we can't do other things, Ella," Kyan purred before assaulting my mouth with tongue in a very obscene lewd way as he pressed himself against me.

"Breakfast," Lucas called out, and Kyan groaned and pecked my l!ps before he climbed off me, leaving me extremely hot and bothered. He retrieved a shin and tossed it to me along with some boxer shorts.

I grabbed them, pulling them on while Kyan waited for me when I realized how slick my thighs were and how between my legs was throbbing. My face heated, knowing he could probably smell how aroused I was.

Now you can't blame that on Kora; I will happily take the blame for making you w.et," Kyan taunted, and his eyes flickered to Kaif for a second.

I felt like they were both snickering at my embarrassment.
"Come on, I know Lucas will be upset if you don't eat his pancakes,"

"See, now your uncle is husband material," I laughed.

"More like housewife material, he bakes more than any woman I have ever known and is constantly cleaning,"

"Men clean. My fathers do a lot of the chores back home,"

"I never said they don't, just that Lucas appears to be more feminine in regards to household duties, and he appears to actually enjoy them. I bet your fathers don't really enjoy doing the washing, or making jam like he does, or baking enough to feed an army when there is only the two of us,"

"My father's s*cks at cooking. They usually leave that for mum or one of the cooks," I admit.

"Point proven, whereas Lucas is pretty good at most household chores, he also likes sewing, even has his own sewing room,"

"Again, not just a feminine thing, I hate sewing and wouldn't even be able to sew a damn button correctly," he shrugs before snatching my hand and leading me out of the room.