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.

break out of the

enough tears over

"How do you mean?"

send this....it just doesn't make

to stop

of the wolf within. The wolf being denied

human form...I can see it in Hector's pacing, as he grabs at his hair, takes steadying deep breaths in...he is trying to calm his wolf. And

+25 BONUS

to calm down. Look... it's not even for another fortnight. You

there a part of me that wants to join Hector... that wants to stop this ceremony before it has started? To return back to the Amber Desert pack and claim what is

is guilty of using those

doesn't know what

I need to make him see... Than will never give her up. Sometimes it is better

if anything it makes you stronger. To admit defeat

is...you've got to understand...as I do... that we

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

the only way he will ever

to go...now..." He pulls his hands from out of my hold, why does such a simple movement hurt so much. Like it carried the weight of a thousand knives being stabbed into my chest. "Hector..." I

have to do this...I won't

is a stake here if he goes to her. Not just

I call after him...if he sees her...he's going to know. He's going to know how ill she is. He's going to fight to save her and the only way to save her

she's my mate. I can't let

he can't even find his car keys. Cursing at himself for not being able to find them in his muddled

his chaotic search objects are thrown to