Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond

Kala POV

"Hector watch out." I scream as the white van drives in front of us and stops, it came out of nowhere.

It's my worry for Hector that hits me like a truck before my seatbelt rips into my chest as my head hits against the dashboard.

The smell of blood spreads through the car and I try to reach for him but my body refuses to move.

Even my eyes refuse to now open.

He isn't dead, at least I can still feel him somewhat, I can feel the pull to the bond still... the bond that I had been denying. That is what gives me comfort as I lose my own fight for consciousness. My head feels as if it wants to explode.

The piercing pain takes my breath away as I start to come back to.

I can't move, I don't know where I am.

"Take him also." A curt voice grunts near my ear. For the pain it causes in my head they could be using a loud speaker.

"The orders said just the female."

"I'm changing the orders..." A voice growls back, a voice I slightly recognise. Where have I heard that voice before.

"..we take both. By any luck he will bleed out anyway." That same voice barks out, as I feel my body being pulled and moved without my permission.

Bleed out? I need to help Hector.

"This will hurt.." That voice whispers into my ear more gently this time as a hand holds me down.

I want to claw at him as he pulls something from out of my chest.

The pain is so severe that I black out again for a second time. I can't fight whoever it is, my body is paralysed...immobile.

"I hate that you make me do such things." He growls as his nose pressing against my neck, a displeasured roar leaving his chest as his nose touches my mate mark.

I don't know where I am and I can't open my eyes, they remain too heavy.

I just want Hector, I don't like being touched by this other male, I just want...my mate.

Where is my mate.....

My eyes surge open finding only pitch black,

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Chapter 020L

Where was....

My wolf comes forward, just as drained as my human form but she gives me her enhance eye sight to check our surroundings in the dark.

The walls are made of stone and it has a cold damp feel to the room...we must be in some kind of basement, cellar.

As I notice the iron bars surrounding me, fear washes over me as I realise my situation is worse than i thought.

I seem to be in some kind of dungeon.

I move my

arm to pull on the bars next to me, to try and get out of the cell...when my arm doesn't move, it is restricted by something.

I look down and it is only when I see them that I start to feel them.

Chains.

Chains tightly wrapped around my entire body including my arms and legs.

Panic rises like a fireball within my gut, threatening to spread over my entire body unless I calm myself down.

Looking around the dungeon I find other cells with chains secured to the stone walls and similar chairs like the one I must be tied to.

If there were other cells it might mean Hector is also down here...

"Hector?" I whisper out into the darkness, I can't smell my mate but I still had hope that I wasn't completely alone.

But it seems I am.

"I'm here..." His voice is a rumble in the darkness, yet it didn't sound like him.

"What is it, what's wrong?" I breathe out to him.

"They have done something to us..." My wolf sleepily trails off as I push on her to stay awake.

I hear some kind of rustling behind me, my head tries to move but it is also restricted.

I roar out in frustration trying to release my aura into the dungeons but I'm struggling to make it as impactful as it should be.

I try pulling at my restraints again but they only burn at my flesh.

"Stop it, you'll hurt yourself. I wish it didn't have to be this way." A voice speaks as I try to sense where the voice was coming from.

"I'm going to fucking kill you..." Hector roars from the darkess, my eyes searching blindly as I finally see

him.

Chained up, his skin red raw...they were using silver chains on him.

I pull on my chains, they weren't silver unlike Hector's.. try to move but my body is slow...my muscles not

responding to my mind's call to action. My eyes dart back to Hector, his eyes a demonic black.

"What way?" I recall what that voice said as I try delay tactics. My heartbeat quickens from a metallic scent near me...silver.

A hand brushes through my hair from behind before gently moving hair from one side of my neck.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

I tense, before I try to move out of their hold. Whoever it is, Inhales my scent...I feel sick from being touched in such a tender way by anyone else but Hector.

"You gave m

gave me no choice." He angrily growls In a whisper before I feel the sting of a needle enter my neck.

The silver needle pierces through my skin, as the burning liquid he injects into me starts spreading like an out of control fire surging through my veins. I scream out from the piercing pain, Hector's painful roars almost muting mine as he tries to break free to get to me. Where have I heard that voice before.

The final thing I do before the sedative takes me is identify that voice.

"Samson?" I murmur just as darkness takes me again.

Ebony Woods

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