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

Chapter 0312

- Josie -

I knew I was the daughter of a white wolf.

Mum didn't once attempt to cover up her special features to us as children, she would let us sit on her white wolf when we were small, cover her with gooey mud during the rain and play hide and seek in the snow.

The pack never made a thing of her being a different colour, a massive contrast to their browns, blacks and on occasions...some are sandy brown.

I only have happy memories from my childhood and not having a wolf doesn't change that.

But when my brother's wolves came in during our teenage years, I started to ask questions. Where was my wolf, when would I get mine like my brothers?

of us were shocked that my wolf didn't appear. There was that hope... that she had been delayed but I knew better. There was no build

came to her just as her ancestors did, because her mother

is my world and if having no wolf is the price to

not to say it was hard to navigate the big void of not having a wolf had created, especially when I live

pack time to also adjust, to understand why they couldn't feel me

they helped me

needed, that I have a valid place here. Dad ruled that the

train, he made me learn to fight in my skin form and how to shoot

my best friend and also the entire members of Clear Waters pack...meaning George as well. They were Mum's pack and somehow just knew. When my family and pack were on pack runs, I was exercising in my cabin in

don't have a wolf...was it the end of the world. Lobo was my wolf. His sharp eyes scan out into the darkness, his ears perk up at the most minuscule of noises, he was as primal, just as lethal to any threat. For all intents and purposes; he was my wolf. The dull ache of my injuries wakes me, the medicine Doctor Abel had lathered on

cuts had scabbed over. My herbal ointment worked quicker on werewolves

my head before climbing out of the bed. It was early, too early...Jaxon will be leading the warrior training