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The Designated Mate novel Chapter 45

Summary for Chapter 45: The Designated Mate

Summary of Chapter 45 – A pivotal chapter in The Designated Mate by James Back

The chapter Chapter 45 is one of the most intense moments in The Designated Mate, written by James Back. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.

"Though, there is one good thing that's come from this entire fucked up situation, Flower," he murmured, effectively ceasing my tears.

"W-what's that?" I hiccuped out.

"You," he said with a barely there smile as he pecked my lips. "If it wasn't for me running into Alpha Aaron a year ago after stumbling into his land hunting a deer, I wouldn't have you," he mumbled.

"How come you are here? I thought you said your uncle would find out you're alive?" I asked, worried that he could be in danger.

"When I met him, he discovered what I was right away. When I told him why I was there and what I was doing, I threatened to kill him if he told anyone anything. Obviously, he quickly realized that having me in their pack would bring him extreme security in case he were to ever need to go to war - so he offered me a deal. I would join their pack and help train his warriors and in turn he would help me try and find my family. He's been doing a shit job holding up his end of the deal, though," he scoffed, annoyance dripping from his tone.

"What happened to your parents? Do you think they're both still alive? And your sister?" I asked quietly, wanting to know the answer but also not wanting to upset him at the same time. He huffed in frustration.

"I know they all are. When I finally went to the council last year and revealed that I was still alive, they were beside themselves. When I told them of what happened, they looked at me like I was crazy - just as my parents had been labeled - but I know they're still here. I can feel their bond to me still to this day. I don't know how much longer it will survive. I need to find them before it completely fades after our mating," he stated with determination and sadness. I swallowed deeply before mulling over what he'd just told me. I knew the council wouldn't do anything about this - they hated getting their hands dirty with things they would have little to no power over.

"Then maybe we need to stop caring about what other pack's and The Council thinks and just start entering territory unannounced. You said yourself you've searched all unclaimed territory, but if your parents are anything like you then I know they're smart and can stay hidden in order to survive. They could be hiding from your Uncle in another pack just like you are!" I insisted. His brow furrowed together at my words.

I wandered through the adorable little cottage Knox and I had been inhabiting for the past few days. I'd grown quite fond of its fairytale-esque feel and appearance, almost like it was something out of a Disney story. It was similar to my own place in size, maybe a little bigger. The main difference was that it wasn't crumbling to the ground and the inside had already been completely updated to mirror the more modern appeal of most people today.

I had a feeling of unease in my stomach, something that I'd learned was constant whenever Knox wasn't close enough to me for my wolf's liking. We'd both grown highly...clingy and dependent on Knox, but as much as I wanted to be annoyed by it, I wasn't. That was mainly because Knox was the exact same, if not worse. The thing was, we depended on each other to make up for our own shortcomings. I wasn't surprised that our personalities seemed to be perfectly matched.

For example, Knox had an awful temper that I had no problem calming. I was forgetful and often misplaced things I needed while he had an incredible memory and always knew where the things I needed were. I was a great cook but was awful at hunting and gathering - something Knox had proven thus far to be highly gifted at. And that was just to name a few. We complimented each other in the best of ways, making me so thankful to have been guided to him by fate.

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