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

Chapter 0177

Hector POV

"On what is yours..."

Pinkish tones enter onto her cheeks, as she blushes under my intense gaze.

Something had switched inside of me seeing his hands on her, my wolf was pushing harder for me to finish the marking ritual, for me to claim her.

But I can't force her.

She has to go through her first heat cycle yet, she'll struggle to deny the bond between us then. I have marked her, it was only a matter of time before my mark as an alpha gives her that unbearable first heat.

I watch as she picks up the towel and walks into the bathroom, putting it in a laundry basket. Seeing her blood now as stains on the towel, my body tenses as I want to kill him.

I push on the mind-link to my warriors that were holding him in the cells.

"Alpha?" They collectively respond.

"Is he talking?"

"No Alpha, not a word."

"I'll be down shortly."

"Hector.." Kaia's soft palm cups the side of my cheek, the eruption of tingles bringing me back in the room with her.

My wolf has also slipped through the veil more as I was mind-linking. My concentration on the damn veil momentarily lapsed.

"Don't move." I tense at her touch. One wrong move and I'll claim her, I know I will.

"What's wrong?"

control my wolf, keep

"Why?"

wants to finally claim

"He already has.."

you, not

unbelievable...yet again

Kaia, you'll realise it soon enough." My hand trails up her arm and I swallow hard when

going to kill

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Chapter 0177

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had been keeping him in comfort, somehow he had heard about Beckett's death, that she was here. A rogue wouldn't have heard

I breathe. My men are the best, the best for a reason. Our pack's reputation wasn't unjust...we protected our own and severely punished those that

but in human form. His face had already been

is the wrong thing for him to

"Why are you here?"

stops talking when I grasp his jaw

"To know what?

"That she was safe."

no

my concern..."

place by

in on his jaw as he

my grip

the back of his head hitting

"Who sent you?"

He growls out pulling at his chains, his

Beckett was dead, somebody has kept you well informed and