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

Chapter 0163

Hector POV

I was intrigued to train with Kala.

To know at what point her memory stops and that natural instinct to survive kicks in.

She's an impressive fighter, I've seen that for myself but whether all her training will have gone with her memory or whether her wolf was born to fight...now that I was eager to find out.

The doctor might be ready to sign her off for training but I was hesitant to let her train in a group setting. I wanted to train her just with me for the time being...

"I thought we were training in a group?" Kala's eyes dart around the alpha home's secluded back garden.

"In time, I want to see what you remember first before unleashing you on to my warriors."

"For my protection or theirs?" She smugly smirks as she starts stripping her clothes off.

That feigned arrogant mask slips slightly as she starts pulling at her clothes.

If you want I can give you some privacy to shift."

"Why? Do you have a problem with being naked?" Her mask was back on now.

contrary...I welcome it." I lick my lips as

smirks with raised eyebrows as she pops her hip out and crosses her arms under her

play at that

shorts...her eyes trying her best not to look, to fight the bond...but she was losing. How best

roam me, leaving

back, as a growl

held off to train her

had never taken to fairy tales but here she was, an ethereal being gifted to us by the

my wolf's attacks, only to be covered with mud and grass from the ground

no effort at all. J've never seen a she-wolf...scrap that...a werewolf like her. It was clear that amnesia or not, she was born

to enjoy herself, forgetting that she was trying to ignore the

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her emotions without her knowing. Like, when she tried to escape from the restaurant, or the pack this

on her back and remind her who the alpha Is, takes a running

of the way at the last second and as I watch through my wolf's eyes she jumps over us, her back legs stretching out preparing

skidding as he slides into the ground, grass turning

was taken from us for a moment...we were

have just happened. I sit up, my arm resting on my knees. I wasn't particularly out of breath but I was panting, I just went against the white wolf...even if only in playful training. Her

rubbing against my arm, as it burtes itself

she had