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

"Your Luna? Are you fucked up in the head?" Jaxon responds as Jace seethes by his side. Trying to keep his wolf contained.

"Cleo is my luna, the pack's luna...and the child.."

Than stops, an almight roar bellowing out of Jace, a smirk forming across his face before he continues.

"...will be my heir."

Jace's wolf is on the precipice of taking control, of seeking out blood.

"First you abuse my mother, and now you take my mate as your own...I don't think so." He's rumble is low, predatory...inhuman.

"There is nothing you can do..."

"She is the rightful luna of the Clear Waters pack."

"She is now the luna of the Amber Desrt pack, it cannot be undone. Even if I die... Cleo will remain the luna...her child..."

"My child." Jace takes a swing at Than, reminding me that Than is slower...he is a similar age to Dad...and his reflexes confirm as such.

He's slow in comparison to the alpha son of the White Wolf and Dark Phantom leader.

I am knocked backwards trying to dodge the sudden movement but I needed not bother, Jace catches me with ease in his arms....arms that pull me away from another alpha and only into his.

Than's jaw tenses...spitting out blood as he stares at me, now wrapped in Jace's

arms.

My back pressing against his brick built chest...this is all I ever wanted to be.

the old me...not the

the Amber Desert pack. Like I said...it cannot...and will not

"And if you die?"

not be

die?" Jace yells

here remains the

to the ground. Then it won't need

be one way of solving this predicament

doubt already be including me. I am forever to be tangled up in his web of

a pawn. Not for any of

need to leave." It takes all my strength to do so, but I manage to push my body out

"What... No Cleo..."

I'm fine...you didn't need to come here. I appreciate your concern but Than and Medea have been looking after me. I'll be safe here." I move just out of Jace's reach as he

staying

me Jace, because from what I hear

decisions yourself lately..." My

of heated anger flooding back

"Cleo."

back, jumping further out of his way so that

me again.

addictive sensation of wanting to be touched by him,

Cleo, nothing about this is

the Amber Desert, and these are

back, these are my

my luna...you

what am I to