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

Chapter 0166

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Chapter 0166

Kala POV

I must be sick in the head.

All afternoon I have been trying to avoid Hector, even at the party it took all my strength not to glance over at him, to look carefree as I danced the night away.

What did I want...I felt so conflicted.

If he is looking at me, I don't want him to. Then when he isn't looking at me, I want him to.

When he left the dance floor I felt empty, cold from the lack of his touch and eyes upon me. Even when he is infuriated at me, I like knowing I am pushing his buttons; creating that fury. But it's an exasperated anger at me...not the type of anger on his face as he headed to the gates.

When he stormed back into the alpha house and didn't return to the party, I wanted to know what had made him switch. This was different, something had happened at the gate. The anger he left the dance floor in, has only intensified.

The bond weaving its magic, making me want to know. To check up on him.

ady to retreat.

He hadn't returned at all and by the time the final song was played, I was also ready to retreat.

Jude and Edmund kept eyes on me for the rest of the evening and I took the opportunity to escape when they were having a final round of drinks at the bar.

the alpha house, all I wanted to do was get this skin tight metallic dress off

wearing the dress, make him want me...but he

kitchen I fetch a cold bottle of water out of the fridge before slamming the appliance's door

as a male figure stands in the shadows. I was so wrapped up in my own mental

doing lurking in the

these days." His voice is low, seductive and I have to swallow a lump that has formed in the back of my throat. My eyes dart to the hall

come backs,

the

was still almost in the darkness Qly-lit kitchen, yet his eyes seem to be burning with

he blocks me from leaving, his alpha god like body.

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be involved?" He had gone

to dance

think my feet are

force wind, prepared to destroy everything in its path that doesn't

onto the kitchen island. His

a spectator suddenly completely not in control of my own body. His fingers trail up my thighs leaving

and until I suck in a much needed breath of air..I

artistically moves to the hem of my short dress, his eyes devouring into