Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 551

“Than…” My voice is a whisper, as I move in front of him…blocking them from him. Wanting to snap him out of his own building anger at their arrival. Trying to control some part of this deteriorating situation.

His gaze moves down to my face, the onset tension within his jaw starts to relax…a sigh escaping him.

“Fine.” He waves a hand out, all but one line of warriors moving away…there was still a threat but nothing compared to the warrior army of only just a second ago.

“Thank you.” My hand moves to his arm, his eyes moving down to watch as I touch the area near

his bicep.

“You best come inside then…” He barks out, his teeth flashing but his eyes not coming off mine.

Good, if I can keep him calm at least then no harm should come to my parents.

Here stood an alpha that seemed to be reasonable, as longs as it was on his terms. Then when it wasn’t, the monster came out…Freya was a perfect example of that.

I was shaking, I could feel not only my hands but my legs trembling. If I wasn’t being watched I would have paused, placing my hands on the dark painted hallway walls to steady myself.

“I see things haven’t changed.” Hector retorts out, his voice traveling through the hallway before all

seven of us move into the alpha office. I’m just grateful that Luna Medea wasn’t here, yet.

“So…what can we do for you?” Than immediately takes a seat at his desk, stretching out his hand that grips me by my wrist, pulling me by his side.

A disapproving growl emits from Dad at the movement, his voice trying to plough into my mind but I had the block up.

“As my daughter has her mind-link block up, perhaps you can share why she is here?”

“Haven’t you heard? Cleo is my new luna.”

“What?” A snap resonates as all heads turn to look at me in unison.

“Yes, infact it’s good that you are all here. Maybe now Cleo we could make it official?” He was enjoying this, enjoying their pained stricken eyes.

“Cleo, what did you do?” It was Kaia’s tone of voice that had guilt gripping me by the throat.

“You don’t get to talk to her!” Than roars out, his clenched fist slamming down on his desk.

“Don’t talk to my wife that way!” Hector takes a step forward, his shoulders rolling forward and his teeth exposing threateningly.