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.

up.." I break out of the hold their actions would reduce

cried enough tears over the Sable Alpha

"How do you mean?"

just doesn't

have to

of the wolf

at the seams, desperate to break out of the human form...I can see it in Hector's pacing, as he grabs at his hair, takes

+25 BONUS

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

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

and Than is guilty of using those against me aplenty, then I am

know what

take hold of his hands...pulling them into me. I need to make him

anything it makes

doing. She knows who he is...you've got to understand...as I do... that we never stood a

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

only way he

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

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

growls internally reminding me of what else is a stake here if he goes to her. Not just our own

sees her...he's going to know. He's going to know how ill she is. He's going to fight to save

my

of panic that he can't even find his car keys. Cursing at himself for not being able to find them

to the floor as he searches