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

He places his arm around her shoulder, whispering something in her ear which gains a shy chuckle from her, only for him to pull her onto the dance floor.

There was a time Jace and Cleo were thick as thieves, that he would defend her even to her own father...I don't know what is going on with Jace, but this new bad boy image just isn't him. She doesn't deserve to feel the brunt of his anger, an anger I have no clue if its

source.

His eyes, now like daggers, are fixed on Jaxon. He moves, barging past me and heading towards the bar.

I watch on bewilderment as he helps himself to a bottle of whiskey, only for Kit's eyes to look at me with uncertainty at my brother's odd behaviour.

I shrug in response, tonight was about no dramas.

I would question him on his actions in the morning. I didn't have the head space for this right now.

I can scent him closing the gap towards me, before his hands land on my hips and he spins me under his touch, under his control. There was a time Kit would never have shown me affection in public, but here he is, dancing with me for all to see.

Lost in his dark broody eyes, I almost miss the commotion at the bar, where I spot Jace pushing Jaxon away from him. His hand tightly grips around the bottle of whiskey as he continues to down it.

Eyes of the pack watch on nervously, as Jaxon stands in front of Cleo, almost blocking her from our own brother.

I scan the party, Auntie Rosa and Uncle Orpheus are on the other side of the pack hall conversing with Mum and Dad. This was the type of drama that had no place here tonight.

I can't help but worry as Jace scowls past Jaxon, towards Cleo...his alpha aura rolling on to her. What on earth had she done to be the target of his murderous flare.

Its sole purpose was to belittle her, to command her...only for Jaxon to counteract it, trying to protect Cleo.

"I'll be right back." I seethe out to Kit as I break his hold, picking up the hem of my dress as I storm over to the bar. I was starting to boil with anger, I could feel my blood pumping that little bit faster.

I can feel their auras, thick, heavy...trying to suppress the other. They haven't fought like this since they were children.

"Stop, both of you!" I seethe out, placing both hands out.

A low threatening growl emits from Jaxon, his hand protectively holding Cleo behind him. Jace's eyes roam down, that cold scowl continuing to be aimed at Cleo, until he breaks his aura, pushing past Jaxon and heading outside. "What was that about?" I demand from Jaxon, his eyes that of his wolf.noveldrama

"I must have done something to annoy him, it's like he can't even look at me." Cleo sighs, her eyes falling upon me. She's gripping onto the material on the back of Jaxon's shirt...she had been terrified but had been masking it. "You've done nothing wrong, he's being a prick!" Jaxon growls as he starts to head outside but I pull him back. Alpha upon alpha wasn't need right now. We needed this siuation diffused, not to add fuel to the fire. "I'll go, stay here with Cleo." I say to Jaxon through the mind-link.

I move through the dance floor, following in his wake as I watch him head towards the direction

of the hospital.

I push through on the mind-link but he blocks me out, my concern in his current mental state not getting through to him. I can feel confusion through the sibling bond, feel darkness oozing out of him. "Jace!" I scream out after him, as he stops... his head turning, his eyes glaring back at me.