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

Chapter 0207

Hector POV

Samson the bastard had let me watch him carry Kaia out of the dungeons, my own mate in another male's arms.

Mine...she was mine.

I could feel my life leaving me, feel my end coming. The knife that was still wedged between my chest plate was only centimetres away from my heart..a little higher and I would have bled out ages ago. My wolf, determined for us to save our mate, kept pushing forward only for the silver chains to make him recede back.

But that wouldn't stop me, we kept trying, kept fighting against the chains until the darkness took over me.

I wasn't dead, I know that. I could smell something...something on fire.

I was in a black void, consciously aware but not, like sleeping, but also not sleeping.

I knew I wasn't dead, but I knew my mind and body had lost connection.

That's when I felt it, a surge of energy enter me...like a lightning bolt hitting at my chest. Without a second thought I held on to that energy, I knew it would give me the strength I needed to get to Kaia. What I wasn't expecting was for her eyes to be directly in front of mine as I opened mine.

"Kaia?" I murmur out just as her unconscious body lands onto my

steps. She had broken me free of the chains and pulled me up this high but at a great cost to her. Her

urge to wake her makes me sit up, I could hear

and it is only when I wipe it away the black smoke stain that I understand the smell in my unconscious was from the

move, not wasting a

up the dungeon steps. The flames had taken over the hallway, the exit now impassable. The stairs leading to the floors above were now our only way out. Holding my breath I push through the flames, hugging her body tightly in my arms. What the hell had happened... If she had broken free why the

would risk her life to come back for

a possessive growl emits from me as her scent perfumes the room...ropes with the

much as fucking

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over me, such blinding anger at how she has been treated

I'll fucking kill him.

rope covered in wolfsbane back around her body,

the mate bond between us, feel the undeniable ache to protect her, to love her to keep

mouth wants to growl

pain, not until she is safely on the

their menancing heated kisses on my back from the top of the

of time.

stairs threatens to make me surge forward, no, not