Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 321

~Josie~

I was due at the hospital for midday to start my shift, giving me the perfect opportunity to fit some training in this morning in the meadow. Stretching out in my cabin with my music blaring out…Lobo unbothered sitting by the door with his eyes half opened.

Half way through my training, a small growl from Lobo informs me that a visitor is outside. It can’t be much of a threat because he remains lying on the floor, blocking the doorway, even as Auntie Alora tries to enter.

She looks down at the door block, a chuckle escaping her as she wedges a gap just big enough to fit through.

“Lobo, move.” I order at him with a click of my finger. He finally jumps up before circling the same area and laying back down.

“I see nothing changes.”

“Nope, not around here.” With her on the other hand…

“What are you doing all the way out here?” I move over to my speakers, turning the volume down.

“I wanted to explain last night.” She steps in more into the cabin, her eyes scanning the room at the changes I have made since she last visited me here.

Gone were the home comfort accessories so that I could sit out the park runs as if I were in my bedroom…now it was about weights, large work out mirrors to hone in on my techniques…it now looked like a large dance studio.

I still had my comfort corner where Lobo and I could rest in the evenings but as soon as Dad made me head of weapons training, the first thing I did was change the cabin.

“You don’t have to explain anything to me.” I respond with a shrug of my shoulders.

I hadn’t walked in on a drunken kiss, a spare of the moment thing…no, they had been hiding in the shadows for sometime…lying to us all. Denying their attraction to one another, and for what purpose.

“Auntie Alora?” I take a step closer to her, offering her comfort as I pull her into me. She has always been that shoulder for me to cry on, especially on my 18th birthday. She bought me the leather jacket telling me that even without a wolf I was still a bad ass. And on the days I forgot, that’s what the leather jacket was for…to remind me.

She was strong, strong like Mum…so why is she acting like this. Why does she care what other people think.

“He wants to mark me, he’s wanted to for years.” Her raw eyes that are holding on to the hidden emotions of the past years are now at breaking point. I can tell she has not told anybody this and if I hadn’t caught them last night, she wouldn’t be here telling me.

Maybe me discovering their secret was a good thing, it’s going to force her to make a decision. To act upon it, no matter how difficult it may be.

“That sounds like something to celebrate…” I softly state because to me that would be worth celebrating. She has found someone that wants to love her, wants to mark her…knowing they aren’t mates. Willing to go against the moon goddess’s plans because he loves her that much. Not everyone gets a love like that.