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.

He grabs me, pinning me against the wall and him, holding my hands behind my lower back with one hand... the other trailing up my body, resting against my neck and

scent of coconut brutally invades my senses, not giving me a chance to fight it.

leave his lips. Why isn't he

unexpected words at a time like this, I look up into his green eyes,

but I see love, happiness...even excitement at

the words "we" wasn't lost

didn't you tell

you of stayed that

out, my breath catching as his hand moves from my neck down to my stomach...cupping at my lower

moan that wants to leave me when he slowly lifts the hem of my

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 my lower

to my stomach as he greets his baby, the experience forcing

force themselves

hair, cupping his face as he

me...with those eyes. I can feel my eyes

edges

emotions become too

"Jace, I'm sorry..."

wasn't your

a step up, his eyes

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

Cleo. I

It was a stupid notion, I can

life

to live with that mistake for the rest of my life. I knew you were my mate...I

a threat with you, you know that." I respond, his forehead now pressing against

words break down the walls I had placed around my heart. Walls that I had built brick

"Jace..."

expect you to forgive me overnight,

my

"But you're birth right..."

being the alpha of this pack then

of this pack. You are my