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

Chapter 0487

- Cleo

I had straightened out the story with Maya. She understands what is at stake, and she promises to keep to the story of the bartender being the father.

I may be growing tired from the drive but it was worth it, I was feeling more in control.

Jaxon's visit having left me slightly shaky and fearful of what he would say to Jace, but now it was his word against mine and Maya's.

That surely had to count for something. I was giving Jace an instant out; he had a mate to think of now, someone to adore and protect. Why, when a pregnant female claims he is not the father, would he admit that he is.

I have to get home, talking to Maya took longer than I had expected and now the afternoon was turning into early evening.

If I don't hurry then I just know my return will invite questions of where I have been.

I was taking longer to return home, that adrenaline starting to ease off and the realisation was dawning on me...I was carrying a child. A child that needed protecting.

Even as I drive, I move over to the slow lane of the highway, instinct kicking in to take my time, to be

careful.

A feeling I have never experienced in my life. I was a werewolf, I didn't need to take things slow, I didn't need to be extra careful.

But with my wolf's energy being drained, I had to be more vigilant of my surroundings and actions.

I am about thirty minutes from home when that nauseous sensation, which has been threatening

all day, finally hits me like a brick

breakdown lane of the highway, the need to be

it back down for most part of the

I stop the car, I lunge out of the vehicle,

on my knees as tears rain down my face. Werewolves are hardly ever ill, I

up behind mine, but I pay it no mind at first, this

is a distant shape. I blink them away

out stopping at the rear

while to recognise him, it

croak out, my

is mine. Do

Shit I couldn't remember

name is

addressed him as Alpha. The height of disrespect within the shifter community. "Not at all. Do you need assistance. Can I call

it was just something I ate...maybe too much sugar." I try to regather myself, my hand reaching back

him chuckle out but my eyes become blurry again, I try to squint them to help the sensation pass. I didn't like this,

"Right...yes...that must be it."

out of his inner jacket pocket before handing

A handkerchief.

it, I don't need it."

back to you." I place the smooth cloth in my hands, the initials TS embroidered in

I tab it against my forehead and on the back of my neck. Why

you are quite well? My pack is on the next exit...I can get you

thank you. I'm only a little bit further until I get