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 it,

man before me, broken again...memories

Medea. Yet every time I walk

me, and I know Than will return to me... he just

needs to go through the

him, something to do with this Kaia girl that looks like me. With everything that has happened I've not

was heightened as

could often hear him kicking off in the closed office of

something, whatever Kaia had taken was causing

Mother and Father in the office, Hector arguing

I knew I wasn't a piece of meat to be claimed first. I knew I belonged to

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it was before his 18th birthday, we couldn't deny the older male feeling the mate

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

to discuss this again. I'm annoyed you kept the diary, annoyed you kept the photograph. But you were young, and clearly

diary into the

his deed by burning the diary cover on the fire

sky. His back uncurling from its crouched down position. "Shall