The Destiny of Kayla Stone

ve, the moon that once shone so luminescent with hope, now cast long shadows that f

y which was to bind me with my destined mate now became like a nightmare. We reached the edge of the pack's territory, and

my shoulder, but I could bare

't understand why he did that. You're not w

ath. "It doesn't matter what I

nfusion. I couldn't meet their eyes, my gaze glued to the ground. When we entered the camp, I could see the members of the pack grouped in small conversations; all th

where a small fire was burning. Its warmth failed to comfort

o you," Eliza said, her tone bristled wit

but it felt hollow. "I guess he

't know what he's talking about. There is s

ps did. Roman was approaching us, his face in a stiff expr

lone with Kayla?" Roman's voi

uld see the concern in h

at I wanted. "It's all right. I h

rried eyes on me before walking away. I stared at Roman as he s

Roman's eyes had become hard and unyielding. "Kayla,

utality in his tone. "But...but

g my Luna means more than just a bond. It means strength, leade

ed to hold back the tears but found them falling down my cheeks anyway. "I thought...

ut a little. "It's not just ab

lt times. I have made up my mind." I swallowed ha

it? Just l

have to think about the future of the pack. I just c

danced before me, casting flickering shadows that seemed to mock my pain. I sat there for what felt like hours, my mind reeling from the conversation. The pack me

night air felt refreshing against my tear streaked face but did little to ease the turmoil inside of me. The low murmur of voices came from b

d that," said a voice,

ous, replied, "There is something else going on here. I heard Roman was

ting faster whil

rs has it that perhaps he got some kind of offer in return

d why make this deal at my expense?" I moved forward, trying to hear more, but

st voice continued. "How will they

w his lead," the second voice said. "But if

If Roman had made a deal, what did tha

to be falling into place, but I

n and intrigue. I plopped myself onto the fallen log, my thoughts a whirlwind of emotions. To say that he could be rejecting me for more than I had thought made my head spin. What has he done? What was he hiding? And