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

Chapter

0052

Alora POV

Than has always been mine, and I his.

It's been that way from a young age, from when I first started to play with him, my parents becoming good friends of his. I don't remember the exact first memory but he has always been there, always been with

me.

He had every right to be jealous, every right to be possessive...I just couldn't make the choice. I couldn't be responsible for changing their lives.

I can't blame him for reacting this way. His eyes are dark, the flames of the fire offering the only light to his face as he sits there under the dark night sky, his head under a hood. If I didn't know him I would be afraid to be near him this night. He is ripping out every page of my diary, and throwing it into the small fire before him.

I'm standing in the back garden of the alpha house, a blanket draped around my shoulders on this chilly night.

Was it chilly, was I coming down with something...or was it the act that was being carried out in front of me. It was an act of coldness, or bitterness.

Every now and again he stops to read a page before grimacing and tearing the pages against the diary's spine.

this the therapy he needs, is that why this diary was kept....to serve him a purpose. If I didn't make

breaks at the man before

He's thrown himself into pack business, having secret meetings with Medea. Yet every

Than will return to me... he just

needs to go

me. With everything that has happened I've not been able to

temper was heightened

could often hear him kicking off in the closed office of his to his mother.

whatever Kaia had taken was causing him

was, Than arguing with his Mother and Father in the office,

I wasn't a piece of meat to be

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Chapter 0052

birthday, we couldn't deny the

we needed to do was be patient. I can see that now. The actions of a young girl unable to decide what was for the best, a 16 year old girl feeling

I'm annoyed you kept the diary, annoyed you kept the photograph. But you

tosses the last few pages of the diary into the fire, watching them turn to

his deed by burning the diary cover on the fire with his lips curling

the fire out with his feet, his body standing up and stretching up to the sky. His back uncurling from its crouched down position. "Shall we go to bed?" He walks towards me, his prowl every inch of a predatory