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

Chapter 0315

My eyes glance over to Jaxon who was shaking his head whilst Knox was as stiff as I had been, his eyes darting between Lobo and Doctor Abel. His hands gripping onto the edge of the table.

"I can do it myself, thanks for dropping it over Doctor and I'll be back at work tomorrow." I smile

out, Lobo continuing to embarasingly guard me from the good doctor. His growling continuing until the doctor leaves for the front door.

"Lobo...you can be so embarrassing at times." I bend down as much as I can, stroking my fingers through the top of his head.

"I'd say he's called it..." Jaxon's comment shoots at me from behind.

"Called what?"

"Oh come on Josie...really?" I spin on the stool to watch Jaxon roll his eyes as he stands up, carrying his now empty bowl to the kitchen sink.

""What?"

me, placing a kiss on the top of my head before pulling out

I turn to Dad, who chuckles...before his eyes lock on Mum who raises an eyebrow at him

a few seconds ago, has now fallen silent with only myself,

of remedy, my back once again turned on him as I attempt to stretch one of my legs out...my teeth biting down on my bottom lip to stifle the pained moan that tries to escape me. Acidic bile shoots to the back of my throat as my leg remains

try to move it again before I feel the tingle sensations

out some of the ointment with his hand before it's cooling properties start to take effect as

silent at the base of my stool, not once making any noise of Knox touching

the second leg. I watch dumbfounded, my throat now dry

my shoulders

the fall... if he hadn't of grabbed me, my injuries would have been a hundred times worse...or I would have slipped under the wheels of the lorry and died. Once he has finished he closes the lid, a coldness falling upon me again as he moves to the sink...washing his hands and drying them. I expected him to

he moves back towards me, a predatory

him at his closeness just as he places a hand on my lower back and another cups under my

to the living room sofa but not before whistling at

intense now as they look deeply into mine.

His words are soft, full of remorse before his lips gently