Fated To the Alpha by Jessica Hall
Chapter 252: Jonah POV
Two weeks later.
Arg, what the f*uc*k. What do I gotta do to get a whole f*uc*king night’s sleep around here? The decision to suffocate the little sod was not taken lightly. Only this time, I was pretty sure suffocation was the only way I could get a full night’s sleep.
With a growl, I rolled on my side. “Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, nope, I still wanna suffocate him,” I flipped off the tent ceiling. Why, oh why, did Kat make me his partner? I glared at the sleep thief. Every night, he stole my dreams away.
“Don’t do it,” warned Jax as I sat up and held the pillow over Eziah’s face.
“I am putting him out of his misery and mine,” I tell Jax when Eziah lurches upright in his swag. He was drenched in sweat and breathing hard as he blinked.
“What the f*uc*k, Jonah,” he snarls, smacking the pillow away while trying to catch his breath.
“I was doing a public service, getting rid of the sleep thief,” I snarled at him. Eziah glares at me before putting his head between his legs, trying to catch his breath.
With a gr0@n, I flopped back down on my sleeping bag, trying to fall back to sleep. I was having a pleasant dream of Mara bobbing her beautiful little head, her mouth s*cking my c**k. Well, until this bonehead ruined it. My alarm started blaring when I shut my eyes, and I snarled, annoyed.
“Ah f*uc*k. This is ridiculous. Two bloody weeks and we have still not found her,” Eziah snarled.
“What is ridiculous is the fact you keep waking me up. I was having an awesome dream, and you ruined it,” I snapped at Eziah as I sat up.
“What was so awesome about it?” Eziah asked, running his fingers through his w*et hair.
“It was about your sister, my d*ic*k, her mouth-” Eziah smacked me in the head with his pillow.
“What did I say about talking sh*t about my sister?” he growled.
“Well, you asked. I was simply answering,” I retorted. Eziah replied with a growl.
“I give up. I say we call it. Time of death, whatever your phone says,” Eziah waved his hand.
“She is not dead,” I tell him. Eziah shrugged, and honestly, it seemed like we were wasting our time. We had been searching this damn forest for weeks, and still no sign of her.
“Well, if you would get these supposed gifts working, instead of fingering your a*s*shole, we would have found her by now,”
“Dude, I have told you I get nothing, and lack of sleep is taking its toll,” he growled.
“Don’t whine to me about lack of sleep unless you want to tell me why; you wake up at all hours screaming for in the middle of the night. I don’t want here about your lack of sleep,” I snapped at him before standing up.
“Never mind,” Eziah said, also tugging a shirt on. He sniffed it before pulling a face.
“I thought you did the washing the other day,”
“Yeah, my washing. Do I look like your laundry lady? Do it yourself,” I snapped before undoing the tent zip and stomping out of the tent.
“Prick,”
“a*s*shole,” I called back before making my way over to Casen, who was already up and making coffee over the fire.
“Bro, have you ever slept?” I asked him. He doesn’t answer, just stares back at the fire.
“I know she is close; I can feel her,” Casen said, and I shook my head. “We will find her,” I tell him, sitting on the log around the camp.
Eziah stumbles out of the tent while trying to put his camo shorts on, falling flat on his face in the dirt. Casen nudges me and nods toward him and I chuckle.
“You right, princess?” I asked him, blowing a kissy-face at him, and he flipped me off before yanking his pants up.
Casen pulled the maps out. We were all in different parts of the forest, and I was stuck with Casen and Eziah in our search to find Rose. I looked over the map at all the highlighted sections.
We had been radioing in all coordinates from each camp in our pursuit of her. Yet this forest was the size of an entire state, and in 2 weeks, we hadn’t even made a dent.
“I want to search this area,” Casen said, pointing to the map. We searched it yesterday, but we found nothing.
“We did yesterday,” I told him, and he sighed. “I f*uc*king know, but my wolf wants me to go back there, so that is where we are going first,” he snapped. Eziah and I stared at his outburst. Casen’s shoulders slumped before he took in a deep breath.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean,” I slapped his shoulder.
“All good, bro. We have been stuck together for weeks; it’s fine,” I told him, and Eziah sighed and nodded in agreement.
“I know she was upset, but she didn’t have to run,” he said, rubbing both hands down his face. We wondered if he would elaborate on this argument they had. my he knew why she ran, and yet he had told us nothing, just that they had a fight.
“I’m a f*uc*king idiot,” Casen said, shaking his head.
“Care to elaborate?” I asked him. “I can’t, I just can’t lose her,” he answered, placing his head in his hands.
“You won’t. We will find her.” I told him. Casen had already lost so much. First his family, except for Vince, Vince went missing a year ago. Just up and left, and nobody had seen him since.
Every time I asked dad to send out scouts looking for him, he always said he would come back when he was ready.
“I shouldn’t have told her. Your father told me not to, but I did, and now she has run from me,” Eziah and I stared at him for a second, and I looked at Eziah wondering if he had one of his grandiose visions again. He shrugged, so I turned back to Casen, but he got up, chugging the rest of his coffee before walking off.
“Lets go,” Casen says, stomping off among the trees. Drinking the rest of my coffee, I followed.
I felt like I was breathing in water. It was that steamy and hot I shrugged my shirt and tied it around my head to stop the sweat from getting in my eyes. It was now lunchtime as we navigated our way through. Casen ran ahead of us, but I didn’t want to shift yet, and neither did Eziah.
We were running low on clothes. We would stuff them in logs, but they were always missing when we returned. Not only that, I was worried about Jax eating something. My stomach had been turning all day, and the last thing I wanted was to throw my guts up and bring up whatever he chewed on.
Glancing over at Eziah, he appeared deep in thought. “ are you searching or just walking around half asleep?” I snapped at him.
“I was thinking,” Eziah retorted, and I rolled my eyes.
“Well, don’t think too hard. I wouldn’t want you to give yourself a headache,” Eziah growled.
“Actually, I take that back. A head like that should ache,” I chuckled before he pelted me with a rock.
“Chill, I was only playing. Man, you have been a real d*ic*k this entire time,” I snarled at him, rubbing my side where it hit me.
“Between you and mum always breathing down my bloody neck, I wonder why,”
“Is that why your mother put you with us?” I asked him. “No, I asked to be placed with you and Casen,”
“You’re telling me that she wanted you to stay with her, but you hand-selected us to be sleep deprived?” I said. Pain rippled through me, and I clutched my side and stopped, waiting for it to pass.
“You okay?” Eziah called out. I waved him off.
“Just a st*itch from walking,” I told him. The crunch of twigs and leaves told me he was making his way through the thick brush to me.
“I’m fine,” I told him, catching my breath when I saw his outstretched hand reaching toward me.
“You have been getting them for hours,” Eziah said, also not looking to crash hot himself.
“It’s fine,” I repeated. Yet the aches and pains started early this morning, and I could feel that Kyan was anxious, but Kaif was still under control. Though he was angry, I could feel that much, but Kyan’s distress made me feel sick.
“This is pointless,” Eziah says, stretching his back.
“I can’t believe he still hasn’t told us what is going on and why she ran. Don’t you think it is a little odd?” Eziah asked, and I shrugged.
“That’s Casen and Rose’s business,” I told him. “Yeah, but I don’t get why it is a secret,”
“Probably the same reason you won’t tell me about your nightmares. They are a secret,” I deadpan.
“They aren’t nightmares,” he said, and I raised an eyebrow at him. He brushed his fingers through his hair.
“They are like some out-of-body experience,” he says. Okay, he was bat sh*t crazy, must get it from his mother’s side.
“Okay then,” I tell him.
“No, I am being serious. This is why I have told no one. No one would believe me,” Eziah shakes his head before kicking a rock.
“Fine, I will give you the benefit of the doubt here and say you aren’t nuts, so explain,” I tell him as I continue walking. Swatting flies and insects as I went, the place was full of them, and don’t get me started on the blood-s*cking mozzies.
“I become her,” he says. Did he just say he becomes her? As in a woman?