Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond

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Chapter Kaia POV

"I know who you are?" His words whisper into my ear, as he leans forward into my personal space. I turn to look at him, one corner of his mouth curling up slightly. How is it even possible for him to be this close to me, without him feeling the pull of the bond?

All I can feel is that same humming vibration, the unmistakable pull to another.

The sensation I have grown to loathe with Than.

"Oh?" I respond trying to not give too much away, my shoulders pushing back automatically rises in a tensed motion.

A slight panicky feeling rises in my chest but I manage to suppress it just in time. I am preparing my body to deny my identity. To lie for my life. "You we're running from some warriors. Why?"

"I have my reasons..."

"I'm sure you do." His eyes narrow, his gaze piercing as his words leave his lips.

He was a guarded individual...almost sinister. His aura is strong, perhaps the strongest I have felt since being with my father.

Something was telling me not to trust him, perhaps it was the fact that he wasn't responding to the connection...I'm not sure, but I had no choice.

served the only solution to my current rogue predicament and it may lead me

to have figured out that I'm from the Amber Desert pack member, at least that was something. His

the coffee shop and for the entire journey this alpha

hand was exceedingly talkative in the back as a

the Black Phantom gates that the alpha uttered a word. And judging by the untrusting stares of the guards in

untrusting of outsiders, how the

offer shade, no doubt, from the days of the hot sun. If it wasn't on the ground, I would

left wanting. "The pack house for unmated wolves that choose to move out of the family home and the pack hall, used for weekly meals, events and child care." The alpha speaks for the first time in an hour or two, pointing to each

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exit the pack building laughing amongst themselves, stopping when they see their alpha before them. His presence seems to cut off their joy immediately, was he a

him, their eyes combing me with that some level of mistrust. With a simple nod from their alpha they clear off, continuing on their originally course. A few of the females glance back at me

pick up my bag to head to the pack house, when the beta reaches down and picks

me.

The alpha orders at his beta, my eyes flickering

less privacy at the