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

"You want to suck me?"

I gag slightly at his words, my blood running cold.

"If that is what my alpha wants?" I lick my lips, pretending to be completely in awe

of his manhood, as if it's the biggest one I have ever seen.....it's not.

But he doesn't need to know that.

"I knew you were a dirty girl when I first set eyes on you."

Mr, you have no idea.

My body leans down, anticipation clear in his breathing as he really thinks I am going to suck him off here in this toilet cubicle.

That life is just that lucky for him. What a fucking idiot.

He places his hand against the back of my neck, pushing me down further.

I hate that, hate that they think they have control over what I am potentially doing.

my eyes giving off a seductive stare as I widen my

him when I place my hand into my

shock taking hold at what I have just done...his hands moving to grip at the dagger deep into his chest...the dagger that was

clean kill, but alphas have surprised me before...I won't ever make

the...." He pants out, his voice weaker than he wanted, pain gripping him at

your lands. He sends his apologies for not being able to attend." My

alive enough to know that his death was ordered by the man he was meant to be meeting. Or

back on, knowing that as the vision dies from his eyes, it is my

tell the moon goddess of my sins for when I

his chest...opening the toilet cubicle and carefully washing it in one of the sinks before

eyes concentrate on my appearance, trying to ignore the now

was something I couldn't afford to have. I couldn't let it in, not unless I was prepared to

core strengthening sigh I unlock the toilet door, heading back to the bar. Where all eyes fall back upon me, and

to think...that I had allowed the alpha to get frisky

money on to the bar top, before downing one my shot

cover for me and the Alpha. Let him know I'm

is done."

the bar door and stepping back