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.

at him, smiling, my eyes giving off a seductive stare

around him when I place my hand into my

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

alphas have surprised me before...I won't ever make that

voice weaker than he wanted, pain gripping him at

thanks you for your lands. He sends his apologies for not being able to attend." My jaw is tense as I

that his death was ordered by the man he was meant to be meeting.

from his

tell the moon goddess of

the dagger out of his chest...opening the toilet cubicle and carefully

on my appearance, trying to ignore the now dead male staring back

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

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

I wanted them to think...that I had allowed the alpha to get frisky with

slam more than enough money on to the bar

the Alpha. Let

done."

bar door