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

Chapter 0300

- Josie -

I've never sought male company to stay with me all night, but there is something suddenly cold about my bed, about being in it alone.

However, as I tiptoe across the landing towards the corridor that houses the guest rooms, something feels right.

Cleo and Ares have left, Uncle Orpheus and Auntie Rosa leaving as we returned from the false alarm at the borders. They have taken Maya home, offering to drop her off on their way.

Auntie Rosa gets easily spooked in situations like this and Uncle Orpheus always seems to find keeping her within their pack the best option.

I do my best to avoid the floor boards that creak, it's 3 am anyway...everyone should be asleep.

Even Knox.

Is this perverted? Walking on a sleeping man...crawling into bed with him. I've tried to sleep, but my mind won't let it go. Every time I close my eyes it's pushing forward, a desire to be near him. A frenetic pull that seems to have the ability to move past my bedroom walls. My hand reaches out to touch the door handle before I back away slightly. He'll have questions, I know he will.

bullets, how my fingers showed no sign of damage.... the silver not even leaving a mark on me. I shouldn't be able to, but I

kind of questions in my life, but I can't ignore an even bigger call to be with him. Something that I was finding increasingly

my nerves as I take a

gently push it open, to find his bedside lamp on, his eyes

Goddess, have mercy.

in bed his upper half completely exposed for my eyes to devour, a laptop placed upon his lap as the lower part of his body remains under a loose

is bothering you as you slept." A poor excuse, and

"No you didn't."

No I didn't.

didn't?" I respond

of lightning towards my lower core. If he hadn't kissed me the way he did in the club's cloakroom I would walk away, I would think this was one sided. That I was making things up in my mind, but I

this rising state of arousal, so intense within me, that it was threatening to

away from him, all the muscles in his stomach become taut and I can feel myself watching,

deafening beat in my ears. "Because I can't seem to stay away from you either." He sighs out, his forehead creasing as he, to my surprise, pulls the bed sheets open, patting the side of the bed next to him. Without caution or