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

I find Jaxon, his snout sniffing at a footprint, one that seemed freshly imprinted into the ground.

It wasn't a bare footprint, which meant the person hasn't shifted, or they weren't even a shifter at all. But it was unlikely for humans to come to the pack gates, usually they make it to the beach but we just leave them to it. They were of no harm to us.

My wolf searches the ground around the footprint, it would seem we were being teased...just the one footprint.

Which meant, this person knew exactly what they were doing. They were still cleverly hiding their scent, their location only traceable by this one footprint.

But we knew they were close by, Knox and Josie having gone the opposite direction to the person they were also trying to track.

We both freeze, our wolves searching the air around us when a high pitched whistle sounds off near us.

Was that a fucking dog whistle?

With that noise sounding out, I had a sneaky suspicion of who the fuck this was.

I only knew one person that had a dog whistle, it was a running joke of ours.

I push through the bushes and low bearing tree branches, following that sound to find a clearing, with a large rock bolder in central position.

his legs hanging low as he places the whistle back to his lips, blowing one more. A smirk

the noise, only for Jaxon's wolf to barge past me... snapping his teeth at the male dressed in

him with that trilby hat of his, which he tilts up

at my brother's wolf...something

chuckles out, only

my best friend. Let me rephrase

come and shake your hand buddy, if you could control your

brother Colt, perhaps blowing on

led you to me didn't it? It works fine, like always." He drops the whistle from his hands, letting it swing against his

head

shift

want to come in?" I call out

low rumbles of

buddy, I

lost your

shift back into