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

- Cleo -

I move his hands off my face...I can't look him in the eyes. My mind was spiralling

and I couldn't stop it.

Freya.

Borders.

Alora....

Supplies.

My mind was making lists of things that need sorting...things that would keep me going right now. If I stopped for a second I fear I would crumble under the heavy burden of guilt.

The hospital.

The injured.

The dead.

No...Alora...

My legs were trembling as I try to remain upright...but she was dead...Alora was dead.

How will they ever forgive me.

There must be something...something in these drawers, in this safe...on this desk that tells me where Medea has escaped to.

I want to kill her myself...I don't think I've ever felt such deadly anger coursing through my body.

She needed to die, and now.

"Cleo...I need you to look at me." His voice is like a beacon calling me home during a terrifying storm at sea. He was guiding me to him, all I had to do was listen...to open up to him.

"I can't.." I shake my head, refusing to give in. If I give in...the guilt takes over, the pain takes me..I will be surrendering myself to it.

pinning me against the wall and him, holding my hands behind my

senses, not giving me a chance to fight it.

didn't expect those words to leave his lips. Why isn't he

look up into his green eyes, eyes that look down at me

see pain, sadness, growing need for vengeance but I see love, happiness...even excitement at the prospect

words "we" wasn't lost on

you

Had you of stayed that morning...had

his hand moves from my neck down to

on the moan that wants to leave me when he slowly lifts the

able to stifle the moan but not the way my eyes roll into the back of my head from his touch, from the way he kneels down and places a trail of kisses at

hello in there." A second hand moves on to my stomach as he greets his

force themselves out of

move through his hair, cupping his

can feel my eyes

for edges upon his

emotions become too

"Jace, I'm sorry..."

it wasn't your fault. None of this was your

as he takes a step up, his eyes following me as

his hands gripping at my hips before yet again trailing up my curves, locking me in

are mine Cleo. I tried

It was a stupid notion, I can see that

life

my life. I knew you were my mate...I got

know that." I respond, his

the walls I

"Jace..."

I don't expect you to forgive me overnight, but

reminding me of my fate, of my

"But you're birth right..."

you are Cleo, if that is being the alpha of

pack. You are my