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

Chapter 0396

- Josie -

"All fighters to the meadow...NOW!" Dad commands through the pack-link, his aura thick and heavy.

I move, taking a step closer towards the location of the scene, towards my family, to Lobo...who needs me. Hopefully, it is one or two rogues that have penetrated through the borders in a desperate act for help...but something deep inside of me thinks not. I've never seen both my parents react like that.

I take a further step, only for arms to rip me back and lift me in the air. For the air in my lungs to be knocked out of me.

He pushes me towards the front door, my hands gripping on to the door frame to prevent him from pushing me in and locking me inside. Like that would stop me.

I would break through a window.

Not only do my family need me, but my alpha has given a pack wide order for all available fighters to get to the border by the meadows. My meadows.

"Go inside and hide!" His command is just as thick and heavy as Dad's was.

I seethe out through gritted teeth, as I fight against

now." He growls at me, his head whipping behind him as pack members run past the alpha house towards the direction of the meadows. I

growl back at him. The pack mind-link has been opened by Dad for the pack members to

are just too many. All shouting louder

for me to do, and I

to be with them." Determined than ever I fight against his hold, trying to pry

where I know you are safe and I can help them."

"Knox."

You will go inside and wait for me to return... Josie please. You aren't trained to fight yet, I can't help your family if I'm

only for a high pitched scream through the pack

has died... Dad's ferocious growl echoes through the

fight...I didn't want to sit back and let my entire

voice is unmistakable, it is uncharacteristically not Knox right now. He was desperate...he needed to know I was safe

a hand to his cheek, my fight against him ending as my body softens. I need him to

lips crashing into mine before they are gone, those tingles a burning memory of his

door, running