Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 429

But nothing is helping until someone takes hold of my arm and pulls me out from under him…Kit.

He holds me into him as Dad, Jaxon and Ezra all charge at the alpha and his remaining fighters.

“Master, come.” I hear one of them call out as the alpha is helped back onto his feet.

Mum is stood by our side, the alpha’s face colour paling as she takes away his energy.

He shoots Mum a deathly stare before letting his subordinates take him away.

I am thrown by Kit into the arms of Auntie Alora, who holds me steady as he gives chase to the

alpha alongside Jaxon and Dad.

At their hasty exit, the remaining white moon fighters start to retreat back over the borders, our warriors trying to stop them.

I block out the pack link, the voices trying to update us with the assailants.

I’m back on the ground within seconds, pulling away from Auntie Alora’s tight hold as I my hands

push on the gushing open wound on Abel’s side. The flesh has been ripped away, leaving his ribcage visible; I needed to heal him.

“I’m sorry.” His voice whimpers in pain under my touch. I rip a piece of the shirt off me and place it to his side, trying to stop the blood but it’s just too much.

“Shh let me help you.”

“I didn’t want to betray you.” His hand lifts up, stroking the side of my face before it heavily drops back down again.

“Just lay still for me, you can explain later.” I try to hush him, try to stop him from moving.

“Josie.” I hear gritted teeth seethe out my name, telling me to stop, but I needed to heal him.

I close my eyes letting that warm glow spread through me, until it comes out through my hands.

I concentrate, ignoring growls of protest around me as I put all my healing energy into his wound.

I stop, checking the wound…because something isn’t right, it doesn’t seem to be working. Not like before, not like it always has done.

His blood keeps pouring out of him, his face growing greyer by the second.

“Why isn’t it working?” I mutter out loud, checking his wound again, checking my hands. I didn’t

understand.

I can feel my healing flow within me, it’s not gone…it’s depleted from the battle but it is still a part of me.