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



"I wouldn't do that..." I respond without a doubt.

"It depends on what they have that you want to protect. Everybody has a price, everybody has a

weakness. You are a healer wolf, it would go against your very nature to not heal. I just hope you surround yourself with people you trust fully, who would never use your strength for their own needs." Her eyes flicker to Kit as a dissatisfied growl escapes him.

Her words are similar to Jaxon's, when he was warning me of how my power could be used for evil.

"You must leave now, I need to retake my tonic..."

"Come with us, my parents can keep you safe." I offer out, she can't keep living like his. This

wasn't how a luna should live, a luna that had bravely escaped the terrors of her own pack and

mate.

"No, they can't."

"Come Red, our time is up." Kit whispers into my ear as he lifts me up off his lap and stands up

behind me. I don't want to leave her, I feel as if our time hasn't finished, that I still had so much more to ask her.

We head towards the door, the old lady moving towards the kitchen where she takes the vial,

she had expected Kit to drink. Instead, placing it towards her own mouth.

My mind returns to the alpha of the white moon pack on our pack lands, his youth in comparison to hers not making any of this fair.

She poisons herself every day to keep hidden, to

stay away from him whereas he is commanding warriors, letting them shift to their deaths.

None of this seems fair.

"Wait!" I urge out, that healing sensation building within me. I let it continue to guide me, as I

feel my healing ability spread throughout me and out, towards the woman.

The guy takes on a reddish glow as the light guides out of my hand and towards her.

I scan her body, her organs...each one of them affected by the tonic she drinks. It's a miracle she was still standing before us, that she was still breathing.

I tab into my power, making it more potent, knowing I was only using it on her right now meant I

could afford to give her extra energy.

Whereas during the battle, I had to be careful of only healing our warriors enough to keep them alive.

I hear a gasp, my eyes opening as I watch her hair change from whispery white to a glossy dark

brown. I can't believe what I am witnessing as I reverse the damage of the tonic she has drunk daily for so many years.

Her skin changes from deathly pale to a sun-kissed glow; the age spots disappearing, being

replaced with plump younger skin.

Her lips change from the purple tint to blush pink and her eyes...that white glaze is replaced with a sharp blueness.

Her wolf finally able to see through her eyes clearly.

She was beautiful...she was young again.

She looks down at her own hands, her own lips gasping at the sight. Before she moves, with a surprising haste towards a small broken mirror...her hands touching her face, touching her hair.

I had not only healed her appearance but her organs and bones, she had a renewed strength surging through her veins now.

She turns towards me, a small smile landing upon her face as I take in her true beauty.

She strangely was a similar colouring of Mum, a natural beauty about her that felt familiar still.

She glances back towards the mirror, a long sigh exhaling from her before she moves towards

the kitchen.

"Thank you daughter of the white wolf. I understand your powers now. But I have no choice, I have to take this." I watch as she downs the vial in one go, her face wincing in pain as her eyes

slam shut.

Her hands reach up to her throat and grip at it like she is unable to breathe, clawing at the skin painfully. She moans out in pain just as her eyes reopen, the white glazing back within them...toning downnoveldrama

the natural blue eye colour.

Her hair starts to change colour, a few white strands changing at the front as an aging spot develops across her cheek...her lips retaining the plumpness of a younger self, but a purple tint dances upon her lips before it settles in the cupid's bow.

I wipe a small tear away from my cheek, she has already sacrificed so much just to remain

hidden.

She forces herself that level of pain every day to block her bond with her own mate...

I couldn't imagine ever doing such a thing, living alone like this.

Kit leads me out of the front door, his arms hooking around my shoulders as he navigates me

back towards the car.

My mind stuck on what I had just seen, what I was just able to do.

I had completely healed her, only for her to take it all back without a second thought. Her body taking

the brunt of her secret identity. To a passerby, a lost walker, she would be an eccentric old woman living in the woods. But in truth she was the forgotten Luna, the hidden Luna of the pack trying to kill my own mother in their fight against power.