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

Chapter 0504

- Jace-

It was the calm before the storm. Jaxon had spent the day with a fucking smug smirk upon his face, something I wanted to beat right out of him.

To say he was pissing me off was an understatement.

By the time I had finished with training and pack duties it was already almost early evening. I hadn't been at the alpha house all day, half expecting the Arancea's to arrive early. Half expecting to bump into Cleo before I was prepared. I stayed well clear in the eventuality of such a thing happening.

Walking into the alpha home, the sight before me is one of frantic energy and chaotic dismay.

Mum had roped Callie into prepping the meal, which judging by Callie's eyes as I walk in, was the cause to the nervous atmosphere in the kitchen.

"Where have you been?" Callie grits out to me as Mum leaves her side to head into the pantry for something else, muttering a list of extra ingredients.

"Training and pack duties, why?" I move in closer, Callie adding small sprigs of rosemary onto a tray of roast potatoes.

"I told her I can't cook."

"Yes you can."

"Barbecues, fish on the grill...things that I will cook when the restaurant is closed at the hotel Jace. Not bloody beef wellington." She scathes at me, her eyes murderous. "You're nervous."

"No shit."

to you, you don't need to

thinking helping to keep her busy would go lengths

judging by the mess of the kitchen and Callie's appearance, it's only stressed

is a bad idea..." She lifts the tray up to shake

try to calm her spiralling nervous energy as best I can, secretly holding my own fear for how tonight will go. Tonight was in celebration of my return, my acceptance of the alpha

my own fated mate sitting right in front

of the toughest nights of

as I head to the fridge, picking

numb that growing feeling inside of me, my wolf's hell bent desire to ruin my plans. She takes a slow sip of the wine, breathing in

right, we can do this." She confidently nods

on top of

We still have two hours

her mouth the front door

all colour at the unrecognisable voices at the front door.

supportive hand goes to her shoulder as she notices her paling

are early.." She gasps out, running her hands through her hair trying to flatten it

dived into my family life, helping Mum with the dinner...but she was not

to her, how long she had waited...how many times I

they have come early...completely

pleasure to finally meet you