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

Chapter 0182

Hector POV

After breakfast I head into my office keen to continue reading the file that Jude had provided me with. From what I can understand the ancestors moved from pack land to pack land in search of their original land.

But some kind of conflict occurred within the group forcing them to break apart, to break away. Many joined other packs looking for a way to connect with the more modern shifter lifestyle, while a select few regathered. But I can't seem to find anything on whether this group still existed today and if they did, where they would be now.

I needed to know more, in time I would tell Kaia of my research but not until I knew everything, not until I knew all the information before sharing it with her.

She'll have questions and I want to be able to answer every one of them for her.

Continuing to read, I feel one of the gate guards pushing on the mind-link, they had only switched over from the night shift about two hours ago, why was he contacting me this already. "Yes?"

"Alpha, Alpha Than of the Amber Desert pack is at the gates, wanting entry."

"This early?"

"Yes Alpha, he says it's important." I bet he did. For Than to be here this early, he must have been up even earlier than me this morning.

the divorce papers. As soon as he delivers them, I'll kick him out. "Grant access, but he

"Yes Alpha."

and place them safely back in my safe. Only H and Jude knew about my research and I planned

pull up outside but I have no intention of welcoming him into my house, I wouldn't move from my spot. I don't want him to feel welcomed in the home I built for myself. The home my children would never be casted out

you direct our arrival into

quickly responds through the

towards my office where she taps on the door

pulling at a tea towel in her hands as she lets him walk past her. She remains stood in her spot, staring daggers into his back and I

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Chapter 0182

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as he usually was the strong smell of whiskey seeping out of his pours. He was a drunk. He had lost weight and his hair was a mess, hadn't been cut for weeks. He looked awful. "You stink."

to see you too

office, his eyes casting

Than had clearly been hitting the bottle since he was

fit state to underhandedly gain information from me or even run his