Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 312

~ Josie ~

I knew I was the daughter of a white wolf.

Mum didn’t once attempt to cover up her special features to us as children, she would let us sit on her white wolf when we were small, cover her with gooey mud during the rain and play hide and seek in the snow.

The pack never made a thing of her being a different colour, a massive contrast to their browns, blacks and on occasions…some are sandy brown.

I only have happy memories from my childhood and not having a wolf doesn’t change that.

But when my brother’s wolves came in during our teenage years, I started to ask questions. Where was my wolf, when would I get mine like my brothers?

By the time I finally reached 18…none of us were shocked that my wolf didn’t appear. There was that hope…that she had been delayed but I knew better. There was no build up like my brother’s experienced…no strange voice in my head, no random shifting at the most inconvenient moments.

Mum had gently sat me down to tell me at 13 that there was only ever one white wolf in existence at one time. That hers came to her just as her ancestors did, because her mother had died before she came of age. No previous daughter of the white wolf got to turn of age with their mother still alive.

I couldn’t imagine Mum not in my life, she is my world and if having no wolf is the price to pay then I’d do it every time. I’d pick her every time, without fail.

That’s not to say it was hard to navigate the big void of not having a wolf had created, especially when I live in a pack and am the only non shifter.

It took the pack time to also adjust, to understand why they couldn’t feel me in the pack bond, why I can’t be contacted through the mind-link.

But we made it work, they helped me to make it work.

As Jaxon and Jace threw themselves into their alpha training, I threw myself into weapons practice and working at the hospital. Maybe helping to heal pack members, deep down, makes me feel better about myself…makes me feel needed, that I have a valid place here.

Dad ruled that the details of me not having a wolf should never exit the pack, that others might use it to their advantages. I would be a target for power hungry alphas or even rogues.