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

- Cleo -

My eyes cast upon Jace's and Josie's heated discussion just outside of the

hospital room door. I wasn't deliberately listening but the anger hitting me through the bond from Jace was hard to ignore, as was Josie's deathly scowl aimed solely at her brother.

I do feel for her. Through no fault of her own she is currently caught between her mate and her brother, over someone she doesn't even know.

"Are you an angel, am I dead?" A lowly hoarse voice steals my attention from the doorway, Jace's friend Colt finally coming back to.

He was incredibly pale from losing so much blood, his body taking its time to accept the transfusions...I heard the doctors say if it wasn't for Josie he wouldn't have made it through.

His eyes are half open, mischievous-looking hazel coloured eyes peering out at me through the small slit of his eyelids. He has longish light brown hair that is swept behind his neck, the length to the base of his neck and he has a stubble that I can tell, consciously hides scaring to the jaw line.

He was handsome; even as his lips tug at the corner of his lips, I knew he was aware of his good looks.

"No angel...welcome back." I lean closer towards him, my hands pressing the call button by the side of the bed frame

"Are you sure because you must be the moon goddess herself...." His head turns towards me, gaining a closer look at my face.

"...as you sure look like one."

eyes dart to the doorway where Callie gasps

is...I was thinking you

hers around it and pulling his hand to

"How do you feel?"

a high speed train ran me over...reversed..then repeated

doorway, his body leaning against the doorframe. His eyes dart to me and I hold his gaze before a hand

Colt smiles out at me, moving my hand

said, no angel." I roll my eyes, I had a feeling Jace's friend was a bit of a ladies

"I'm thinking dinner...dancing.."

but I

let you in on a secret...uh..." He lifts his finger up, flicking it to gesture for me to move closer to him so that he can whisper to

point he realises he doesn't

help him

a beautiful name. Can I let you in on

jokingly warning his friend but I can feel the possessiveness bubbling away at him

didn't do the trick, then pulling me into his side, wrapping his

to my hips before moving to

are you two mated...to

me introduce you to my mate