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

"You've blocked the memories of her." I seethe out, what was he hiding. He looks into my eyes puzzled until I see realisation dawn upon his face. Whatever it is, it's enough for him to hit the side of his head.

"Shit, yes...but not for the reason you think. It's not my story to tell. Cleo, you are my life, nobody

will ever come between us."

I could feel the pull of the mate bond, feel its need for us to be as one. Feel it

trying to thaw my frostiness.

"Is this you jealous..."

I very carefully bite down on my tongue that wants to argue back that he killed the male that wanted to make me his luna.

That he has been jealous too without understanding what agreement was in place. He acted out in anger, letting his emotions get the better of him.

But I don't, I know for a fact that will just escalate things further.

"I'm just struggling with why she is still here that's all. And don't tell me you wouldn't be feeling the

same."

"You're cute when jealous."

"Jace." This was serious. But he has a way of making me laugh, of me not being angry at him for too long.

I couldn't bear to remain angry at him, it just wasn't who we were. That wasn't us, even when I thought he had another; yes I was angry, I was upset, but I was willing to support him.

the shadows so he could have his time in the spotlight. Loving him in secret

on us.." His lips move

rushes through me, instantly replacing the anger that had been bubbling up again as he moves his hands from my hips...his fingers stretching back on my legging

to bed last night, let me make it up

down as he pulls at my waistband more, pulling down my leggings. A satisfied growl escapes him as he removes the thong next, making me step out of the clothing...I was

down on the moan that wants to escape me as his hands slowly trail up

out, licking between my lower core and the

unable to stifle my wanton moan that time. He sucks on the nub, my hands moving to his

more.

only yours." He coos through the mind-link my head tilting upwards just as his tongue invades my lower

me.

back against the

as I let any doubt, any jealousy

to a past, I needed to think

I mutter out through the mind-link until I forget how

abruptly

I pant out, his tongue thrusting into me at a faster rate as I feel my walls

QUMS

hear voices outside.

holds me in place, refusing to

hair, my hands firmly locked on his head when my orgasm hits me, my

continues to move, lapping up

tilts upwards as white stars take over my vision, complete euphoria hitting

ridden out the wave of my orgasm, he slowly pulls out of me, his hands holding me upright as my legs become numb. He stands up, holding me...