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

Chapter 0067

Kaia POV

"No...she can't let him mark her." A desperate howl almost leaves his lips, forcing my own body to react with knowing dread.

"Hector?"

"It's an invitation to their marking ceremony..." He places a hand to his forehead that firmly leaves red pressure marks visible when he finally lowers his hand back down. "Why would he send that to you?"

"Because he is toxic..." He snaps at me, and I find myself putting my walls back up. My wolf knowing before me what is inevitably to come.

"...because he wants to show that he has won."

Won...

He thrusts the invitation into my hold and I feel sick just holding it, knowing the textured card has been perfectly designed with their happiness in mind.

His own parents announcing the joyous occasion...their names solidifying the bond they share with her... the bond I never had.

They never even tried. To them I was too argumentative.

My thumb strokes the delicately printed flowers bordered with gold ink as my heart aches. A sick 'reminder of what I will never have.

My mate is finally to mark another. I knew he would, after seeing her in the hospital bed. After hearing of her reawakening. I knew this would come.

Maybe I'm just more prepared than Hector, he has never let go of his plans... of his hopes of saving her.

the hold their actions would reduce

over the Sable Alpha

"How do you mean?"

this....it just doesn't make

have to stop

I am seeing the madness of the wolf within. The

pacing, as he grabs at his hair, takes steadying

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need to calm down. Look... it's not

that wants to stop this ceremony before it has started? To return back to the Amber Desert pack

mental mind game, and Than is guilty of using those against me aplenty, then I am now

doesn't know what

take hold of his hands...pulling them into me. I need to make him see... Than will never

sanity... it doesn't make you weak, if anything it makes you stronger. To admit defeat before it completely destroys

is doing. She knows who he is...you've got to

hands only pauses his self-harassing movements temporarily. He isn't in the mindset to listen, he

only way he will ever

hold, why does such a simple movement hurt so

here....I have to do this...I won't be

is a stake here if

He's going to know how ill she is. He's going

she's my mate. I can't let her

that he can't even find his car keys. Cursing at himself

chaotic search objects are thrown to the