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

Hello my pack wolves.

very nasty

So sorry for the delay but my entire household has come done with a bout of gastroenteritis. I've just needed a few days to recover and look after my little ones.

I will hope you get some more chapters to you as soon as possible and also Sins of the Father if you are also reading that.

your patience and support while I get better but also take care of my little ones.

you for yo

Thank you

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Kala POV

I had put the increasing pull to Hector in the back of my mind for the time being. I had both my Father and my Sister about to enter a life changing operation, on both sides, and needed to concentrate on family for the time being.

I didn't have the mental capacity right now to think other than getting them through the operation and praying they both wake up at the end of it.

Father had asked me to sit with Alora whilst he was put into general anaesthesia. With Alora still out, the doctor had already given her the necessary medicine to keep her in a state of unconsciousness.

So here I sat, by the side of her bed, as she was hooked up to machines like the very first time I saw her.

Yet how different I felt towards her this time.....

towards her this time....

A memory stirs of how I very nearly pulled her plug all those months ago. Imagine if I had succeeded, how even more broken my life would have become, maybe even without knowing.

I was clouded back then, clouded with a burning hatred of how he had rejected me, of how he preferred another... it felt like a lifetime ago now.

Gone was the jealousy, the burning desire to remove her from my life, from Than's life. From the mate bond I so desperately had clung on to, which had now been cut and buried.

Because it was, the relief I felt from having no connection to Than filled me with inner joy, but joy I didn't dare to feel too strongly because we still had so much to get through.

1 brush the top of Alora's hair gently, as I grip her hand closest to me. In such a short space of time she had become so much to me, she was starting to heal that part of my soul that had remained vacant since the death of my mother...our mother. A Mother we never got to know.

"I don't know if you can hear me..I'm sure you can somehow...but I just want you to know that I don't blame you any more. Now that I know you, know who you really are...how different you are from the villain I painted you to be, all I have is love and admiration for you. I don't know how you coped but if you wake up, I want you to know you will never be alone again. I will always be with you, as will Father." I continue to stroke her hair and draw circles on her hand with my thumb.

In goddess's honest truth...I didn't expect her to wake up. She was so weak, her argument with Than having only sucked any last energy out of her that she had. It would be a miracle if this worked and I knew better than to get my hopes up. But I would still pray to the moon goddess to show her mercy.

Even if for her soul.

But I didn't want Alora to think like that, I wanted her to be strong and if there was any chance she could hear me, feel my emotions through the pack bond, through our twin bond..I had to give her hope.

"Maybe when everything is settled and you are better we could go away...a holiday. Maybe I could take you to the Clearwater's pack lands..show you the packl grew up in, the pack Mother owned. Show you the waterfall I used to waste most of my early teenage years diving with Samson and some other

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