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

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Alora POV

"What's all this?" Medea asks as she steps into the dinning room. Her eyes gazing in wonder at the breakfast banquet I prepared for her return.

I had been working on this since the early hours of the morning.

I was unable to sleep knowing that she would be back this morning. My levels of anticipation mixed thickly with anxiety and a secret feeling of excitement of what she may be able to tell me. For what she must know.

She was the ruling Luna at the time with Alpha Damon as her mate, ruling by his side. Nothing like this would have happened without her knowledge. She was the closest person to actually being able to ask my dead parents themselves. Medea appreciated home-made baked goods and I needed her on side today, to finally get the answers that I so desperately need.

"I wanted to make you breakfast..." I beam up at her as I place the last tray out on the table.

Medea had an art for reading body language. I needed to be careful, I didn't want her to brush the topic aside, to think I couldn't handle the truth.

Yes I was still under the doctor's care and recovering. But hopefully any day now he will sign me off.

I was starting to find the regular doctor appointments frustrating and preventing me from mentally moving on. I needed to stop being reminded of what I did on a daily basis.

I was feeling tired now but I don't care, the mess of the flour will have all been worth it.

this morning? This is enough to feed half

but I didn't know

surprise to come back

takes a seat at the table, helping herself to some of the croissants I freshly baked this

the perfect environment and now was

am about to start questioning her, Than walks

to wrap

morning beautiful. Last night was...sexy." His voice enters my mind, my cheeks blushing from the memories of

looked crazy hot himself this morning. Grey sweat pants hanging on his hips and

I reply back through the mind-link, turning in his

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inhales my scent, a soft rumble

about my

Than had been very supportive since

would find out together, our first port of call being

serves a purpose of reminding me of what could have been, if I had succeeded. Without him

have had sleepless

me wants to go back and not to have followed Freya to Kaia's. To not have put on that dress and

can do is move

to ask you