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

Chapter 0255

~Josie~

My eyes were locked in a hypnotic state of rapture. They were pulling me towards him, like gravity and I could sense my body wanting to lean forward. To seek out that unknown sensation. Wanting more. It took all my mental capacity to look away.

"Where were you?" Jace, the more jovial of my two brothers, pulls my head under his arm trying to hold me in a head lock. But my moves are unbeaten for a reason. I spin myself last minute, trapping his legs within mine and pushing him to the ground. His legs trapped within mine's tight hold.

"Nice!" Jaxon nods in approval, Jace growling playfully on the floor.

"Wouldn't mess with Josie, Jace. She's unbeaten in combat for a reason." Dad proudly chuckles from the table, my eyes briefly flickering to the guest again, his eyes having not moved off me.

That pull tries to suck me under again. My eyes dart down to his chest, I can't see the most part of his body as he is sitting but judging by his broad chest, he was tall and muscular. His biceps were tight under his grey top, the material straining without his muscle even being flexed.

length of me, I am not hidden behind a table...his eyes scanning the length of me. But I see no sign in his eyes of what he is thinking...maybe he is questioning my

again, suddenly it feels very warm in here, suffocatingly hot. Whoever he was, he had a deep dark aura to

Jace mutters as I offer him a hand to help pull him up off the

fighter." Mum confirms out

Jace stands up preparing to

best fighter Jace!" Mum's eyes give that dagger stare, the one I have inherited from her. That was also mine and Jaxon's queue to sit at the breakfast table, not to start an argument, especially not in-front of

very aware of eyes on me, but when I look up...they aren't George's. they are those dark brown eyes again. He makes no attempt to look away, in fact even whilst looking at me...his forehead creases, his frown lines appearing. He must be quite a few years older, he held himself with more confidence than the male sitting next to him. The male

asks again, a smirk upon his face as his eyes dart to George. My brother's weren't huge fans of George, they saw through his facade, but I don't think they'd like any

I shrug in

chides, as his hands hold the

like a bitch

you I had plans."