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

"Here, that's what online maps are for." Jaxon passes me his tablet from behind the sofa, showing me a map of the Amber Desert area.

He spends the next hour showing me possible areas of expansion, of where I could build a local town to maximise a stream of regular revenue that would benefit the pack.

Offering jobs to pack members as well...something very much worth further consideration.

Josie and Knox both join us, huddling closely on the sofa opposite...Knox whispering into Josie's ear. My gag reflex wasn't that strong after pulling an all- nighter.

I launch a cushion at him...if he had that much energy he should have joined Jaxon and I last night at the borders.

"Where were you last night?" I growl out to Knox.

"In bed, with me." Josie growls back.

"Exactly, you are on borders tonight..."

"Alright, alright.” He places his hands out in defence before throwing the cushion

back at me as Ares enters into the room rubbing his eyes still half asleep.

He got a good couple of hours and yet he yawns like he's not slept, fucking teenagers.

"You, also on borders tonight. It's time you got used to other pack's borders." Launching the same cushion now at him.

"Why?"

"Well when I plan on taking your sister away on romantic breaks, it's you I'm going to call upon for border back up.”

"Fuck that. I'm going for a swim." Ares back-steps, heading back the way he

came.

else?" Josie jumps up,

offers out...looking

guess a morning

to return minutes later with a towel in her hand, whispering

on the sofa to

one not swimming is Cleo." Josie

now it seems." Ares sighs out, his head rolling back in frustration. He was

press, his eyes meeting mine as

shrugs out, her eyes

just

"That's what she says."

down when footsteps are clearly heard coming down the stairs, a sensation of anger ploughing into me for the first time this morning. Hell, Cleo

veet

her number

the mate bond to know that, I could tell

easily be able to see me from the bottom of the stairs, she was making a point of not

me." Callie whispers next

no the aggressively charged energy almost pulsating out of Cleo was

cold glare to be shot his

I'm in a fighting mood this morning." Cleo's eyes rest on Callie's for

you, absolutely hates me. She thinks

"She doesn't think that."

she fucking does,

move off the sofa, watching her as she ties up her shoelaces. I lean against

wall, casually letting my alpha