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



- Josie -

"Perhaps we should be the ones asking questions..." Kit takes a step closer into the compact old fashioned living area. It was as if we had time travelled back in time.

She doesn't move, eyeing Kit suspiciously before she scoffs out at his boldness.noveldrama

"I can see that the moon goddess continues to pair the female line with a certain type." She slowly moves past him, heading towards her kitchen area.

"A certain type.." He towers over her, her small frame not showing any sign of being fearful of him.

"Which reminds me, come..." She moves into her small kitchen area that consists of one wooden work top, a few pots, a sink and interestingly those jars.

She takes something out from a lower cupboard, lifting the lid off a jar and springling herbs into a small vial, swirling it.

"..for you to remain here with your mate, you need to drink this." She places the small vial out to Kit, her eyes watching him defiantly.

"I'm not drinking that." Kit scoffs out.

“What is it?” I try to get a better look at the small potion swirling in her hold.

"A safety measure for me."

"But, we mean you know harm." I persist, I wasn't going to let Kit drink something we didn't know what it contained.

"It will just keep his wolf at bay..."

"Will it?" I move closer, taking the vial off her and lifting it to my eyes.

"Fascinating..." I look into it, removing the lid off and giving it a sniff.

It was putent, having an absolutely rank smell...like rotten fruit on a hot summer's day.

Uninvited, I move myself closer into her kitchen, my eyes scanning the jars before me. Curiosity completely taking over me to the point I almost forget where I am.

"It's a poison, what did you use?"

"A small amount of wolfsbane."

"Oh great, sure let me down that quickly then." Kit blurts out, my lips forming into a smirk yet her eyes watch him narrowly.

"I promise, we mean you no harm. My mate's wolf will not come forward whilst we are in this hut..." I reassure her.

"And yours..."

"I'm afraid I am only still learning how to control my wolf. You see I haven't grown up with her like most. She only came to me when..."

"You were on the brink of death." She cuts me off.

"Yes."

"Now that is fascinating. You didn't have her at all?"

"No, nothing. Not even the ability to mind-link. I think it was how it was meant to be for me to keep my mother in my life." I am over sharing, I know I

am.

But there was something familiar about this woman, something telling me that she likes trust to be earned before giving information away.

"I've never known of such a thing. I've studied the female line of the white wolf throughout history. When the female comes of age, the white wolf must need a new vessel, which means the mother is already dead."

"I am something different." I calmly say, trying not to make a big thing of it.

"You don't say..."

“I have the ability to heal." I look up at her from over the jars, my eyes recognising many of the contents but most never being able to order them myself.

Majority of the ingredients were banned from the werewolf community, their usage going against the alliance's laws.

So, how did she have them.

"Is it wise to be oversharing?" Kit whispers into my ear, his hands snaking me closer to him.

I look to the aged woman in front of me, with her whispery thin hair, her glazed eyes and her weak muscles....I'm pretty certain she wasn't much of a threat.

In fact...

"You've been drinking this, haven't you?" I quirk an eyebrow at her, it would explain her appearance.