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

Chapter 0029

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Alora POV

Freya tries to turn back a couple of times but each time she is pinned on the spot by my determined stare.

Now wasn't the time for hesitation.

She leads me through the heart of the pack. Taking great care to avoid us being seen.

We keep to the side muddy tracks, keeping off the main path and cutting across gardens, hiding behind trees when pack members walk past.

My stomach hurts from trying to keep up, she's fast and I'm now realising I have a long way to go before I can defend this pack as the Luna.

Freya has to help me climb over a garden fence, pushing me up where the old me would have jump over it

in no time.

Before I know it I am entering a house that is built like any other pack member house. Generic...build from a similar design, built quickly to accommodate a growing pack. Helping to keep up with high birth rate years, yet low deaths.

Walking through the hallway, I notice immediately that the house has a lack of character. No personal items, no decor...not even a photograph.

Nothing to give away the person's identity.

Freya takes me upstairs first, not giving me the downstairs tour. Although, I could see the kitchen from the hallway... the house is small and compact.

It wasn't anywhere near the size of the alpha home. None of the pack houses were.

Walking upstairs, I suddenly feel intrusive, but Freya wouldn't have brought me upstairs for no reason at all.

"This was Kaia's house." She looks down at me from behind as she continues up the stairs, holding on to

the banister.

points to the left as we reach

No sign of a pack luna living here at all, no sign of wealth or status. What exactly am missing...

in my throat I dig deep for the courage to push the door open, to pry on

space.

could be a hotel room for all I knew.

masses.

easily cleaned to house pack members after the death of the previous occupant. A conveyor belt,

to the double bed, neatly made as if the person had

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her? How often did they

her hair to sleep

being with another woman, especially one

did she live

a year, then she moved here. I think she did it on her own accord, and

the bedroom, is a white single door

I can't help myself.

carpet, my hand held

wardrobe, foolishly hoping that this was all wrong, that Freya

on my part I

preparing

1. it.

existence, a complete contrast to the beautiful whiteness of the well kept wedding dress simply hanging in

if expecting it to turn to

to burn with the betrayal of perhaps our love not being as solid

first. Leaving him to pick up the pieces, forcing

expect to

him for

is she now?" I gasp out, my throat dry and sounding hoarse, my eyes unable

don't know,

"Does..."

hard for