Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 424

“Then you will join us unwillingly then daughter of the white wolf.” Abel’s eyes take on a chilling glare, something I had never thought he would be capable of. Distant, cold…

Was he brainwashed, he must be, why else would he be doing this.

“I did try to protect you Josie, remember that.” He calls out to me as he steps away, moving towards the male still centred at the front.

A hand lands on my shoulder, pushing it down forcibly. Six against one…I could do this, I could fight them. I shove his hand away from me, my wolf’s anger burning out through my eyes.

“Touch me again and be prepared to die.” My voice is that of my wolf’s, low…threatening.

The six men turn to face their leader, who has a smug smirk across his lips. A nod is the only confirmation they need to continue.

They all take a step closer to me, boxing me in further into a small circle. I would have to execute my moves with perfect timing.

I bend my back leg, placing my hands out preparing to deflect their attacks when something odd happens. They all start to grip at their chests…their faces paling before me.

Suddenly, one by one they fall to their knees, struggling to breathe. My head turns, trying to find the source…

Then I see her.

The whitest of whites….covered in blood. Her white wolf stepping through the trees and into the clearing.

“The white wolf.” I hear the male mutter, before Mum’s voice filters into my head.

“Josie…are you hurt?”

“No, what is going on? Where is Knox?”

“Jaxon has him, they are bringing the fight here.”

“No Mum you have to leave, listen this is the…”

“Then he dies with his pack members tonight.” Mum growls out before charging.

I follow her, my wolf charging into the crowd just as a group of our own warriors join us to the left flank, their wolves also charging at the enemy.

The White Moon alpha raises a hand, ordering the first line of warriors to meet our charge. They shift as they run towards us, the throes of battle having now shifted from the pack hall to this unused unassuming field.

I push that worry aside for Kit, that worry that he is injured…that I need to get to him. Because right now I didn’t have a choice, the enemy was charging towards me, and me them.

I had the fight of my life on my hands, I needed to survive this to get to my mate in time…or die trying. Because I know one thing for certain, I will not be taken by the White Moon pack, I will not be leaving with them.

To me that would be a fate worse than death.

It really was kill or be killed.