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

Chapter 0257

-Josie~

The tension within my small preparation room was tangible. I could feel it on my finger tips...taste it. The air remained suffocating, which isn't something George was capable of.

Black eyes turn from George's onto my very own...my breath catching in the back of my throat. Why did he stare have some kind of power over me...

There seemed to be some kind of stand off happening between the two of them. George's back elongating, his shoulders hunching forward, his feet bouncing on the balls of his feet...he was preparing for an attack. Yet this Knox seems completely unfazed by George's stance, eyeing George like he was merely a wolf cub...yet he was the full sized predator. There was even a trace of a smirk entering onto his lips.

With a silent nod, Knox moves aside just enough for George to past through. He doesn't make it easy for him though.

Unable to stand this oppressive atmosphere any longer, I go to move past Knox but to my complete shock he pushes me backwards. Deeper into my little preparation room, his foot kicking the door shut.

Creating privacy between us.

This room was slightly bigger than a storage cupboard, George and I just fitted but Knox was twice the size, he ate up the remaining space...I couldn't move, I was completely at his mercy.

now not my own, it is caught in a fight between that unexplainable gravitational pull towards him and wanting to push him away from

my mind snapping out of a

""What?"

mine, a level of anger laced within them. His jaw tenses again as if my slowness in responding to

He nods, as he leans in closer to me...sniffing the air around me, his

my throat as I reach for a cloth to wipe the floor. I couldn't smell the spilt ingredients, all I could smell was leather

me,

before rising back up and scanning the bottles of liquids and herbs

for the door, but before I

known as Knox." As soon as he stops, a cold exterior washes over him...I shouldn't

to my hand, gripped

hand back, what

and me to my Dad..""So there is a

anymore.

is closed off again, his arms moving to cross over at his chest. I shouldn't have touched him, he's

to call it quits with him. He'll get over it." I can hear my inner self telling me to shut up, that I was going off on a tangent. Completely embarrassing myself in front of this hot, dark and broody,