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

Kala POV

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As soon as 1 wake I know I am till restrained by the ropes

They tay heavy across my cheer and torso. Yet rather than causing me pain, I am so delirings by thr touch, by their hold that they create tingles sparks that dance instead of eat away at my flash

I try to wriggle out of them again, until they suddenly disappear and my chest is no longer restricted and can breathe again

My eyes open as hands apply a slight pressure to my face, my name being called to me.

"Kaia Kaia..." A warm concerned voice calls to me. Why would Samson be concerned, he's the one that put me in this situation to begin with.

I try to wriggle out his hold, fight against him when my eyes open to a bright white ceiling

"Calm down Kaia, its me, your safe now. We are out." Hector's voice tries to calm me but I know it must be a trick, must be the sedative playing games.

He was dead... he must be dead by now.

I continue to fight against his hold until lips crash into mine...I prepare to bite but the tingles that explode across my lips leave me gasping for air.

"It's me my love...we are out..." A soft voice vibrates against my lips.

"No more sedative!" That voice roars to someone making me flinch. "Her stats are off the charts she could have a heart attack.." "She won't, back off."

The angry voice turns soothe again, soft as it vibrates near my ear.

"Kaia, its Hector. We got out, we are in another pack, I need you to calm down." My head leans into his voice, and as his lips travel to my neck I start to calm, I start to regulate my breathing

His lips place kisses upon my neck and a moan escapes me, my mark....he has kissed my mark.

I am alive, I am out.

"What happened?" My words are quiet, they hurt against my throat.

"Leave us!" He orders to a crowd that has formed around me. One with a syringe in his arms dressed as a

doctor.

As soon as the door closes and we are alone, Hector's hands cup my checks again for my full attention.

"Listen Kaia, we are safe but we aren't in a pack we can trust. Whatever questions you have they need to wait until we are home, can you do that for me."

"I don't tunderstand." My head was fuzzy and my body ached.

If we weren't at the Dark Phantom or the Nightshade Reformed then where exactly were we?

"I need you to trust me, can you do that do you true r

"Yes Hector I trust you

I was so glad to see that he was okay, that he managed to get but of the home and fout me dorthom how he did it, but i don't care..

It didn't take long for the tubes to be out of me and forme to be detached from the machines Merry was already planning our exit, he really didn't trust this pack, something had him not wanting to send single second here longer than we had to I let my arms cling around his neck, my croggy mind trying to remember exactly what happe

"Hector, what's going on?" I whisper out as he helps stand me up from the hospital bed.

"T'll explain everything when we are back on the road." His lips brush the top of my temple who me into his side, wrapping a protective arm around me.

I can walk, but my legs are like jelly as my energy slowly gets back to me.

"Samson." I gasp out, my memory remembering the dungeons and the burning down building

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Just as those words leave his lips, the hospital room bursts open with a young male surrounded by guards.

The male was of alpha birth, that much was clear by the strength of his aura.

He was young, younger than me yet he had a confidence about him that was years ahead of his time.

1 scan his face and then his neck before following the artist path of the tattoos that seem to be covering his skin.

"Going somewhere? His lips curl up into a smirk, his eyebrow quirking as his eyes fall upon me.

"Yes, I told you as soon as my Luna was awake we would leave.." Hector growls out, as we start to walk towards the alpha's direction.

"What's the hurry... His smirk spreads deeper into a devious grin.

"Cut it out Orpheus."

"I have something that might be of interest to you..." He says waving a folder in front of us like the dog that caught the bone. "Unusual activity not too far from our borders.