Fated To The Alpha
Chapter 3
Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 3
“You can sit,” he says, nodding toward the chair beside me. I stare at it before sitting on the edge of it looking back toward the door where my parents were waiting outside.
Turning back I find him watching me again. “Your name is Katya?” He says pronouncing correctly, most people don’t the first time.
“Yes, Alpha”
“You can call me Ezra,” he says and I nod.
“How old are you?”
“17” I tell him and he nods looking at some documents which I see are my mother’s and father’s paperwork along with my birth certificate. He picks it up looking at it.
“You turn 18 soon? You will be able to find your mate, that’s exciting” he states.
I say nothing, no one will want me, I was basically human with the added difference of heightened senses.
“You go to school, I take it?” I nod chewing on my thumbnail.
“Last year?”
“Yes I finish this year, well supposed to”
states leaving no room
“You don’t like school?”
school?” I ask in
you didn’t considering, you are a
great till they found out I
a run in with the Alpha’s daughter and your mother hit her?” He asks. My mother was taking the blame, I kept my mouth shut to stop the risk of being caught out
I can’t stand Alpha Jackson prick should be put down” Alpha Ezra says not even trying to hide his dislike
standing up. I jump out of my seat taking a step back. His eyes snapping
out and I place mine in his. Tingles spread across my palm and I jerked my hand back looking
playing
was watching me again. He was tall and I only came up to the centre of his chest. He was wide to all hard muscle as he towered
stare at it. I notice two glasses stained with his blood on the desk making me look at him, he wants me to drink his blood
grabbed his wrist and I could taste his saliva on his wrist, his blood surprisingly didn’t taste bad, not something I would go out drinking,
wrist away but doesn’t let go, his arm
pledge to me” I nod, the heat from his hard chest pressed
shoulder at him, his face so close I am stunned by his intoxicating scent as
in my head making me drop as I clutched it, his grip tightening around me preventing me from hitting the floor in a heap. The chattering of my old pack, every word I ever heard flitting through my head loudly making my
It’s over now” Alpha Ezra’s voice flits through my head making me look up at him.
My face heating up with embarrassment realising he was the only reason I
eyes glaze over before my mother and father rush in, he must have been talking to
fussing over me. I slap their hands away at their fussing. I