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

Chapter 0224

Kaia POV

I almost jump out of my skin from a voice coming behind us. I thought we were being watched and part of me is glad it was her and not what I thought... the trees.

She had long silvery hair that was thinning slightly on top. Her eyes were a grey blue that seemed to be covered with something, almost like she was currently in a mind-link and they were glazed over...like a white shadow.

Her lips were more purple than a soft red and she hold aging spots on her face, neck and arms but rather than be a translucent brown...they were purple.

She pays Hector no mind, he was the biggest thing in this woods but she seems unbothered by him. Her eyes only for me.

"We were sent..." I try to cover the awkwardness that had settled between us.

"I know who you are. You should come in...never can be careful of who is watching." Her eyes turn behind her, her level of paranoia was unsettling.

It had me feeling at unease but I wasn't sure if it was to where she was looking behind her or from actually not wanting to enter the small hut with her.

She picks up some kind of wooden bucket off the ground before moving past us and towards her hut. She opens the door, leaving Hector and I both watching from a distance.

A soft glow of a fire provides a source of light in the otherwise dark wooded area.

I take a step forward, Hector's arm coming out to stop me.

"Maybe we should head back." His voice is a low growl.

"It would look rude."

"Sweetheart, I don't give a fuck about pleasantries..." He barks back at me, my eyes closing to calm the rising unsettling feeling within me.

Of course I wanted to head back but she had seen us now and we may not get another chance to meet her.

"It's fine, she might have answers." I place the palm of my hand on his chest before I follow her path and take my first step inside the hut, Hector breathing down my neck as his hands wrap around my waist. His touch was addictive, and I wanted more. "Put her down, I won't hurt her!" The woman clicks her tongue as she places water from the bucket into a pot on her fireplace.

"I can hold my mate all I like." Hector growls out, tactfully moving ahead of me. He was on edge...but I don't think she will harm us. She seems...sad to me.

I watch her as she moves to a counter, grabs a bottle of something and walks back to the fireplace.

She adds a few drops of liquid from the small bottle into the water before stirring it with a large wooden spoon.

hermit witch that had been banished to the woods from her coven, but I know she wasn't a witch but the woods outside still

boiling water, places it to her lips

starts to shake as her hands clasp at her throat before a muffled pain escapes her. Whatever she just took, caused her severe pain. "Are you alright?"

as he perches against a dusty armchair where the fabric had all but worn

a normal

standing up and pulling

this was a bad

out as Hector backs me towards the

way to keep

"To keep them out?"

"The pack."

I push against Hector as he almost

never-ending purgatory. A product of my own creation." She sighs out before sitting on

she wasn't willing to chase after us. I don't think she physically

was no risk to

""How so?"

the pack, but he did not accept

She mutters as she starts to sway on her

get as much information as possible before she passed out

pack called the White Moon when he had been roped

mate, he is the alpha. He

suppress the bond." Hector asks understanding that we

looks, if she is taking that every day, it would take a toll on her body." My wolf's voice enters my mind. My sadness for her was only growing. "It would explain her appearance." I agree with my

spots...her body continues to fight against the wolfsbane, the poison that had been torturing her every day. "He cannot find me." She snarls, which without her wolf

if he

upon me and I feel Hector shuffle behind me. "Yes, yes

lost your memory." She tilts her

"I have amnesia."

told you would help us, that

first I have to

are no threat to you!" Hector rattles

that to you?" My eyebrows

must drink the water." She points to the

in hell." Hector roars, the flimsy hut shaking like trees moving in

boy, where you end up. The choice is yours. I have nothing to gain by