Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 231

Kaia POV

A wall, it’s the only way I can describe it…a wall designed to create fear amongst my people.

They all look the same, all dressed the same, both the males and females.

Dressed in black.

Shadows…they look like shadows threatening the destruction of the Nightshade Reformed pack. They are neatly compacted amongst each other, with five rows standing together.

Not only do I want to know why they are here…but how the hell did they get here. Get so far to our borders without being detected.

Did they move through Shadow Rock territory… They must have done, only just missing the council guards…or was that the point. They hadn’t been missed, they had been granted permission.

A venomous roar erupts from Hector, who stands by my side. My eyes scan the row of emotionless faces until I find him.

Alpha Marc, the Alpha of the Shadow Rock pack, or he was.

A smirk falls upon his face as my eyes meet his, my mouth tasting sour at the mere thought of having given this monster the benefit of the doubt. For having trusted him over Hector.

Hector’s hand grips my hip possessively, his fingers crushing at my skin.

How had he managed to find such a number of followers to fight for him, these didn’t look anything like the Shadow Rock pack members, these seemed…like something entirely different.

I watch him intently, cursing him internally for what he is about to do. Then his posture changes…he shifts and my eyes dart to the male next to him.

Why hadn’t I noticed him first, he was the master here…the rest the puppets. All they were missing were strings.

I can’t take my eyes off him, his dark blond hair blows into his eyes as the wind picks up. The breeze sending me the sea’s reassuring scent.

Who was he…

“What do you want?” I roar out, the breeze carrying my voice as clouds start to thicken and darken in the sky above.

Eyes from up above were watching us now.

Marc whispers something at the man’s side, the blond male nodding in confirmation.

“Where is Samson?” He shouts back towards me, his words shocking me…they didn’t know. Marc had driven off as Samson carried me towards the car, he didn’t wait to see if we got out.

“Hector..” I mutter under my breath only for him to understand what I was thinking.

“I know.”

“He’s dead…” Hector shouts out, taking a long stride in front of me. He wasn’t blocking me, but he was now ahead of me…prepared to take the brunt of their anger.