Bound by faith: the rise of a rejected mate

e to ignore his tactics since they were getting more and more blatant. He was speaking to a bunch of wolves when I observed him strolling through the pack's area; his voice was believable and low.

ated. I decided to speak with Dennis the next day. I had to let Raven ruin everything, and I had to keep this a secret. Dennis was practising with some wolves in the training yard when I spotted him, but his attitude stiffened the instant he noticed me. "Melissa," he said, his tone rigid. "What are you hoping to achieve?" I swallowed, mustering up my bravery. "We must speak. It concerns Raven. Dennis looked at me impatiently as he wiped the perspiration from his forehead. "How about him?" Quite frankly, I stated, "He's plotting against you." "He intends to overthrow you and seize command of both packs." Dennis squinted his eyes. Where did you hear about this, too?" Last night, I heard him talking. He conversed with Selena. They both want you to get out of their way since they're working together. Dennis stepped forward, his teeth tightening. And you're informing me of this because you have feelings for the pack? Or is it that, behind my back, you've been practising with Damon?" The charge made me tighten, clenching my fists. It's not about Damon in this. You are the subject of this. Dennis, you're in danger. Raven intends to turn against you. With a harsh laugh, he laughed. And after all of this, you think I should be able to trust you? Following your escape with Damon?" I yelled, "I didn't run off with him." "I'm attempting to ascertain the situation! I'm attempting to keep this pack safe!" By joining forces with Damon? Dennis spoke softly, his enraged eyes glaring. Melissa, I don't trust him. I'm not sure whether I can still trust you, either. I became frustrated, and my chest clenched. Dennis, trust isn't the issue here. This has to do with surviving. I'm trying to help you, even though I know you don't like what I'm doing. Dennis looked at me for a considerable amount of time before his expression changed. His rage appeared to subside and be replaced by something more profound. "You're not getting it, are you? He stepped closer and whispered in a hushed voice. "Trust is not the only factor. It concerns you. Since I turned you down, I've felt... something. I can't help but feel drawn by you, despite my best efforts to resist." My throat tightened around my breath. Dennis, I - He gav