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



He may be a werewolf but something about him gives me the creeps.

My footsteps towards him are now weighted, my strides heavy. I wouldn't be knocked down so easily. It was just him; his protective barrier now fighting Jaxon.

This is what we needed, we needed him alone. I couldn't waste this opportunity.

"You're bold." He calls over to me as I glare at him, metres between us.

"I am?"

"You're the only one that has gotten this close to me." His eyes cast behind me, towards my family...a trick to distract me.

"Sounds like divine providence to me, I won't let it go to waste." I scoff out, my own lips forming to a smirk. My foot steps sideways as he follows suit, the two of us circling one another.

"My dear, you can't beat me. You can heal me...something I find most interesting...but your gifts are nothing to your mother's." His eyes flicker to Mum, pure hatred flaring up in me as he dares to look at her.

"It's a good thing I can fight then..." I seethe out, my hands clenching into tight fists as I prepare to attack him.

I run towards him but he deflects my move, pushing me back. I try again, trying to find an opening, I had youth on my side...I could keep doing this until his energy levels fade...then I'd get the opening I needed.

I just needed to wear him out, keep chipping away. I charge at him again, but he's fast...pushing me away from him.

Humour lands on his face as I stumble back. But I'm not falling down so easily. I reach out, my fingers gripping on to his top, pulling him down with

me.

My face inches from his, he looks older than he is, yet he still moves like a keen fighter.

He doesn't fall on top of me but instead lands on his knees, my back coming into contact with the ground.

A hand snakes around my throat, holding me firmly in position beneath him...a knee pushing down on my thighs to keep me locked in place.noveldrama

"I don't think you can heal yourself can you?" He snarls as his face lowers closer to mine. His spare hand brushes across my neck, the area where my mate mark should be.

He looks up, as I hear an almighty growl heading in our direction.

"Join me."

"No."

"Join me, or watch them all perish...and I'll take you by force." His hands tighten around my throat, the ability to even breathe being taken from me.

I kick out, my brother's have trained me well against power hungry males.

I use their tactics to remove his hand around my throat and twist my body to land a powerful kick across his temple.

It works, the speed and weight behind my kick knocks him to the ground.

I pounce, not waisting any time as I hold his throat within my hands. Squeezing tightly.

I'm doing it, I'm watching his life leave him as he struggles to breathe.

His body squirming under me as he tries to kick me off but my grip, my vine like legs are squeezing on his rip cage.

Now he is locked into position beneath me.

His eyes glaze over, into a mind-link... ferocious growls responding as they move off Jaxon and head into my direction.

Wolves charging at me, trying to save their alpha...sharp fangs heading my way.

"I don't think you can survive them.." He gasps out as I continue to strangle him.

I almost had him, he was almost dead. Just a few seconds more...

My eyes keep darting between him and his wolf fighters, as they gain distance on me. I couldn't move, I couldn't lose this chance...we may never get it again.

Just a few seconds more and it will be over, I will have killed him and the threat to my family and pack will be perished.

Just a few seconds more....