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

Chapter 0220

Kaia POV

I didn't even know Than, yet I found myself hurt that he would use me in such a way.

"How could you do that to your mate's twin?" His eyes remain on Hector but I want him to look at me. He is thinking of the threat before him, but not all threats come from muscles.

"I didn't know you were twins." He barely mutters as Hector's arm presses against his vocal cords, making what I can hear raspy.

"You didn't think we were related?" I retort, except for a few slight differences...we were physically the same person.

"No Kaia... Can you stop.." He growls at Hector as he tries to push him off, his voice hoarse from his throat still being restricted.

"Why are you here?" I growl at Than and Orpheus, their arrival was bad timing.

Why were they also together. Just when I think Hector and I manage to jump over a hurdle, an even bigger obstacle comes in our path.

"We come in peace Hector." Orpheus walks towards me unfazed by what was happening before him, not potentially interested in breaking it up, instead walking over to me and looking at me intently.

I watch him very carefully as his body leans into mine, my eyes flash to Hector who is watching him like a predator.

At first I think he is going to smell my neck and I am readying to grab his throat when he pulls back away from me...his odd behaviour making my wolf push forward just below the surface. She was just as puzzled by the young alpha as me.

"Why are you both here...together?" My attention is on Orpheus who seems to move around Hector's office, touching things...even pulling at books in random on the book case.

"Than and I are related." He responds, his back to me.

"Hector..." I hear Than growl against Hector's relentless throat hold.

"Medea, Than's Mother is cousins with my Father..." My eyes dart to Hector, no wonder he was keen to get us out of the Red Thorn pack as quickly as possible.

So Medea must have grown up in the Red Thorn pack, no wonder Hector's Mother never stood a chance against this shifter world...I was a full werewolf yet I was still learning something new every day. What must a human have thought.

"I need to visit a pack member in the hospital, when I get back I want you both gone.." I need space, space to digest another bombshell of information...I had been married to Than.

But not because he actually wanted me, no because I looked like his mate and could be used...used for the sole purpose to harvest my organs. What a sick dickhead.

things. I was trying to just keep one foot in front of the

hospital to visit Rosa, pack members smiled as they passed...wishing me good day

so

now I wanted to check on Rosa, I wanted to see how much better

needed tor remove myself from the office, I needed to remove myself from a toxic

braced myself for the reality of Rosa's true battle with her current mental state. On what I found when I entered

expected brightness, I expected laughter...what

to visit. It's as if Rosa's body was here...but her mind is elsewhere.

coming. She is doing a

I can feel through the pack bond is beyond exhausted...waiting with hope that her

feel awful for not

the world to us. Her Father usually sits with her in the day and I do the night,

night and now?" She must be so tired, not that

be able to sleep knowing she would be alone..." Her

her. Please,

Luna I couldn't possibly." She gasps, her fingers going to her

you can.

"He's on border patrol..."

my voice that he was included on border

I think...." Her bottom lip starts to quiver

the border safe,

is not only unprotected borders that can harbour danger...sometimes the danger can come from

shake the thought out of my head,

to my demands and places a

sit myself down in the hospital chair, making myself comfortable...settling in, when Rosa's breathing changes.

grits through a

"Rosa?"

body is rigid, as straight as the bed she

My face hovers just above hers as

are cracked, too dry from not enough

so that my eyes were just above

She screams, her body starting to thrash around as

shoulders, trying to calm her trying to soothe her increasing external torment that must be nothing compared to her