Fated To The Alpha novel Chapter 49

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 49

Katya POV

“Do you think it’s a good idea leaving them two alone?” I ask as we walk upstairs.

“Mateo won’t hurt her,”

“I wasn’t saying he would hurt her!” I exclaim. Ezra seems to think for a second, catching what I meant.

“Definitely not a good idea but they are both adults, Kat and Mateo wouldn’t do anything to make her feel uncomfortable” he says pulling me into our room.

“I thought you don’t like the idea of messing with other pack members?”

“I don’t but they can make their own choices, Mateo lost his mate and Jasmine hasn’t found hers yet, it’s not that big of a deal”

“Well you changed your tune” I tell him.

“Mateo deserves happiness besides I prefer him focusing on other things then on things that are off limits” Ezra says, making me look at him as I dig through his drawer and steal one of his shirts.

“Off limits?” I ask him, confused by his words.

“Doesn’t matter Kat, Jasmine is safe with him that’s all that matters” I nod but I was never worried about her safety, Mateo was a good man and I knew he would never do anything to upset her.

I feel Ezra’s arms wrap around my waist and he presses his face on my shoulder rubbing the face mask all over me.

“Gross, you’re getting it in my hair!” I tell him, pushing his face away as he rubs his face in my neck deliberately wiping it on me.

He chuckles, kissing my neck before steering me toward the bathroom. He flicks the light on before wetting a hand towel in the sink basin and scrubbing his face with it.

“Bl**dy everywhere,” he mutters, wiping it off and splashing his face with water.

He reaches over, grabbing me and pulling me in front of the mirror.

I laugh when I see my face. It looked gross, like mushy rice bubbles covered my face. I take the cloth rinsing it before washing my face with it, Ezra pulling the mushy lumps out of my hair.

“Do you think the colour will fade?” I ask him, staring at the odd colour of my eyes. Ezra reaches around me washing his hands covered in the goop from my hair before resting his chin on my shoulder.

“Does it matter if they don’t? You still look beautiful” he says, kissing my cheek, as his hands wrap around my waist as one moves underneath my shirt, caressing my stomach.

“Yeah, but people will stare, they will know something is wrong with me” I tell him.

He seems to think for a second,realising what I am saying, that people could find out about what I am.

“We will think of something, you could always wear contacts” he says and I nod at his words, his hand underneath my shirt moving higher and he grabs my breast squeezing it, I lean back against him, his other hand sneaking inside the waistband of my pants,his fingertips slipping into my underwear as his fingers rub my slit. His lips travel down my neck as he rubs my clit.

“I want to mark you?” He whispers against my neck between sucking and kissing my skin.

His fingers teasing as they move between my folds, wet with my arousal. His hand squeezes my breast and I move my hips against his hand before I feel his finger stroking around my core and he pushes a finger inside me, his grip on me getting tighter as I move my hips riding his hand.