Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 242

Kaia POV

I didn’t want to hand Alpha Marc over to the council, I didn’t trust them enough to believe that their intentions were honourable, but Hector said it was the best option going forward.

I only agreed to it as long as I sat in the back of the van that transported our prisoner from the Nightshade Reformed back to the Council offices in the City next to the Dark Phantom pack.

For most part of the journey he was unconscious, my head doctor administering him a sedative that would ware off just before we reached the council building.

As Alpha Marc’s eyes opened to find both Hector and I staring at him, his reaction wasn’t what I thought it would be. I think he thought he would have been dead by now. Maybe that would have been the best option…

“Where are you taking me?” He slurs as the sedative remains within his system.

“To your council hearing, they will decide your fate…” I grumble from my seat.

“You aren’t going to kill me?” His eyes move around the van, most likely trying to find a way out. There isn’t a chance in hell that either Hector or me would let him escape, plus the sedative was also for the main reason.

“No, I believe in justice…unlike you it seems. But, you will tell them the truth, you will tell them what you know of the White Moon pack and how Alpha Clay has assisted you…” I let my aura roll off me, let it suffocate the air around him.

“You have no proof of that!” He grunts, as his upper lip sneers at me. Hector makes a move towards Marc, getting into his space threateningly. Just a little reminder of who holds the power now.

“Not yet, but we can attain it. You will tell them that Clay is corrupt and I will let you live.” I offer out, my hands clapping together with this option for him.

“You, you will let me live?” His tone is sarcastic.

“I will let you go into exile, as long as I never see you again. As long as you stay out of our way, I will let you live.”

As we reach the council building, the armed council soldiers take Marc away, handcuffing him and taking him through the same lift I was only in a few days ago.

As we enter that same board room, the same faces look up at me as I enter. However this time, I was a spectator, not on trial.

Alpha Clay’s jaw tenses as soon as I take my seat next to Hector, I make a point of placing my finger onto Hector’s next…directing their eyes to his mate mark. Letting them know we are now an unbreakable force. If they come for one of us, they come for both of us. That’s both packs and both sets of warriors as well.

“Who is the one on the end?” I whisper into Hector’s ear as my eyes flicker to the male sitting on the end of the panel. He was the only one smiling towards us both, a gentle nod in Hector’s direction before Hector nods back.

“That is Alpha Zederick.” Hector responds, my eyes remaining on the male that had been the only one to offer me some kind of support against Clay during my hearing.

He was the real Alpha Zederick.

I go to respond to Hector, my lips moving before I realise what he had just done…he had responded through the mind-link to me.

A knowing smirk lands on his mouth as he moves his face into the nook my neck and inhales my scent just as the room doors abruptly burst open.

Alpha Marc is escorted in with council soldiers, just as I had been, to stand before the council.

I could already see Alpha Clay’s mind working, panicking, as he shifts uncomfortably in his makeshift throne.

“What is the meaning of this?” He barks out as his eyes fall upon both Hector and I.

“Alpha Marc you have been called before the Werewolf Council to be trialled for the kidnap of Alpha Kaia Glace, conspiring against the werewolf council and planning and executing the attack on the Nightshade Reformed pack. How do you plead?” Alpha Zederick shows Clay no mind as he starts reading out from the list of charges against Marc.

It’s satisfying to watch Clay’s reaction as he wasn’t informed of Marc’s arrest and trial.

“Conspiring against the werewolf council, how?” Clay snarls out, his eyes holding a murderous glare as he turns to Zederick who seems to have taken control of the situation.

“Evidence has been provided of Alpha Marc working with the White Moon pack to overthrow the council and take control of packs through dictatorship…is that correct?”

“Yes.” Marc grunts out but not audible enough over the raucous noise that has just erupted in the room.