Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 438

“I wouldn’t do that…” I respond without a doubt.

“It depends on what they have that you want to protect. Everybody has a price, everybody has a

weakness. You are a healer wolf, it would go against your very nature to not heal. I just hope you surround yourself with people you trust fully, who would never use your strength for their own needs.” Her eyes flicker to Kit as a dissatisfied growl escapes him.

Her words are similar to Jaxon’s, when he was warning me of how my power could be used for evil.

“You must leave now, I need to retake my tonic…”

“Come with us, my parents can keep you safe.” I offer out, she can’t keep living like his. This

wasn’t how a luna should live, a luna that had bravely escaped the terrors of her own pack and

mate.

“No, they can’t.”

“Come Red, our time is up.” Kit whispers into my ear as he lifts me up off his lap and stands up

behind me. I don’t want to leave her, I feel as if our time hasn’t finished, that I still had so much

more to ask her.

We head towards the door, the old lady moving towards the kitchen where she takes the vial,

she had expected Kit to drink. Instead, placing it towards her own mouth.

My mind returns to the alpha of the white moon pack on our pack lands, his youth in comparison to hers not making any of this fair.

She poisons herself every day to keep hidden, to

stay away from him whereas he is commanding warriors, letting them shift to their deaths.

None of this seems fair.

“Wait!” I urge out, that healing sensation building within me. I let it continue to guide me, as I

feel my healing ability spread throughout me and out, towards the woman.

The guy takes on a reddish glow as the light guides out of my hand and towards her.

I scan her body, her organs…each one of them affected by the tonic she drinks. It’s a miracle she was still standing before us, that she was still breathing.

I tab into my power, making it more potent, knowing I was only using it on her right now meant I

could afford to give her extra energy.

Whereas during the battle, I had to be careful of only healing our warriors enough to keep them alive.

I hear a gasp, my eyes opening as I watch her hair change from whispery white to a glossy dark

brown. I can’t believe what I am witnessing as I reverse the damage of the tonic she has drunk

daily for so many years.