Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 425

~ Knox ~

Letting her go is the hardest choice of my life.

I should be the one pulling her away from this deathly scene, taking her to safety. But I can’t do that and take the threat out here.

For, as many as I kill here, reduces the number that will follow her once they are done with me.

I can give her time, time to escape…to get a chance to survive this.

My eyes remain on her as Abel pushes her to the ground and removes the dead bodies blocking the lift doors. She hits the back of her head again, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she becomes disoriented.

Her hands reach for the closing lift doors, her screams for me forever burnt into my memory…then she was gone.

As soon as the lift doors are closed I kick into action, my alpha wolf shifting into his great form. Without silver bullets in their guns, I will try and take out as many as I can.

There’s a reason my wolf can help suppress Jaxon’s…he was a monster in himself. Years of not living in a pack environment turning him slightly deranged.

I let him take full control, let him push me back to the far recesses of my mind. I don’t want to witness this massacre; they’ve come for what is his, what is ours. They’ll have to kill us first.

For too long I have held him back, denied him.

He destroys them all before many have had the chance to understand what is happening. He gives me small snippets of images, the death toll contributing to rise.

Many flee for the exit, to get to Josie, but he bites into their legs, pulling them back before mauling their necks. As soon as I have taken down the last one, I hear footsteps running along the corridor outside, they’ve sent reinforcements…my wolf was ready..blood thirsty.

As the footsteps grow closer, I push myself forward to see through his eyes…if sending more this way kept them away from Josie, then send the entire fucking army.

But it isn’t the hunters, it is pack members of the Dark Phantom pack, even faces I recognise slightly from the short trip to Clear Waters.

“Are you done?” Jaxon’s voice calls me forward, my wolf relinquishing control back to me as I shift into human form. Jaxon stands before me, his men taking out the final hunters as they already laid bleeding out on the floor.

“What fucking took you so long.” I pant out.

“I had to lock the minors down, guests brought kids with them.” He grunts back at me, his eyes roaming across the dead bodies. His eyebrow rising as he looks back at me.

Fuck, this was bad. Not only had the hunters cleverly picked a celebratory night to attack the Dark Phantom pack, but they have attacked when other alphas were here…with their children.