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

- Jace -

Today had been weighing heavily on all of our minds, the day we finally said goodbye to

Aunt Alora.

We all stood in silence, our head's bowed as we stood on the beach, the golden sands underfoot as we gave thanks to the moon goddess. Gave thanks for her presence in our lives.

Mum had made one request for today, that it doesn't close on a sad note...but on a happy one.

She has lost half of her soul, half of her heart.

I know it because that is how I would feel if I ever lost Jaxon or Josie. We aren't just siblings, we are one of the same.

Connected by more than blood, connected by a triplet bond...something Mum also shared with Alora. Not just sisters, but twin sisters.

Granted, they didn't even know of each other, their bond only connecting when they were in their adult lives. But that connection, once made, cannot be undone.

Not even by death.

Mum will now forever be a half of herself. She will never recover from this.

It was fair to say that Mum's retirement started today, that the ceremony planned

at short notice for Josie and Knox this evening is the happy note she needed to end the day on.

today to be about more than

Clear Waters to send Alora's body back to

in the sky, yet the sun still held its heated gaze

waters, as always, were tranquil. The glistening waters offering a sparkling wonder to where we were sending Alora, on a small wooden raft covered in

than sending her back into the ground, we were sending her

her task was to send a fire-lit arrow into the waters, hitting the raft

flowing down by her shoulders. Gold leaves planted into her hair, like a crown for a princess. She was the pack's princess after

hearts, been the family she had

torso, a bouquet of white roses tied together in her hands. She looked peaceful, she was finally

tear-stricken Mum takes a step closer to her, her hands

says her last goodbye. Until

had been read, prayers had been made...it was now the last part, the

was the hardest part of all, relinquishing her body...her soul had already left us. Her soul was

the mother she never met,

Chan had gone to hell,

would have at least honoured decisions made in

have to believe

breath catches as Mum whispers a last goodbye before launching her sister into

tranquil peaceful waters.

belonged here all

the raft moves

step forward, lighting an arrow with

the