Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 232

Kaia POV

A high pitched noise sounds from the wall of fighters, some kind of signal before they start chanting battle cries to one another.

Or to us…to intimidate us.

It was working, I look to my people…they were tired, they had fought enough for two lifetimes. They just wanted peace, they just want to live.

But surrender isn’t an option, not if they want to protect their families, their friends.

They don’t know my Father’s sins, they don’t know of the past. They just know of the Alpha that gave them a second chance, and for their sake I would keep up with the pretence.

“I haven’t been the strong Alpha you deserve since my Father’s passing. I’ve been too stuck in my own head, in trying to make sense of what had happened to me.

But, like my Father, I believe in you, I believe in the Nightshade Reformed pack.

We haven’t settled here for any other reason than the lands reminded my Father of his mate’s pack, of my Mother’s pack.

But these fighters, these warriors, they won’t let us surrender, they won’t give you that second chance. They will kill you where you stand and move on to the families back in the central pack grounds. Not one of us will survive if we do not fight as a pack.

I need you to fight, I need you to believe what you defend…that a pack is bigger than lands, even bigger than an alpha…it’s the connection you have with one another, because you have chosen one another after joining as rogues.

The second and third generation will live in the comfort of being born into this pack, of knowing true belonging…that is what we fight for today. We are fighting for our future selves.

I know you are tired, I know you have fought so hard already. But I needed this from you, I need you all to dig deep and fight for your lives.” I let my Alpha aura wash over the pack-link, not a threat to fight but a plea to have hope, to have faith in me. Yes we won’t all survive this, but as long as we can protect what the pack stands for….then the wall of black in front of us will have lost no matter the outcome.

Within seconds of finishing my speech, the wall turns into a tsnumai of warriors invading my lands. Half of them shift whilst running, my hands raising and pushing forward to unlease my own level of hell upon them.

They come thick and fast, their wolves’ teeth snapping as we charge towards them. They won’t get past, they can’t.

I have innocent children in the central pack, I can’t leave them to the same fate as the Clear Waters pack. This tsunami of fighters will not stop until every member of the Nightshade Reformed pack are extinct.

As I run into the throes of war, my eyes flicker to the blond alpha…coward, he wasn’t even joining his fighters.

He was remaining on the sidelines with a select few standing behind him…Alpha Marc, watching by his side.

If I wasn’t determined before, I am now.