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?"

naïve." Jaxon moves past me, placing a kiss on the top of my head before pulling out his phone and

on Mum who raises an eyebrow at him and swiftly leaves the kitchen. Dad following...yes Jaxon was

very aware that the busy kitchen of only a few

sigh, I reach for the jar 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

I try to move it again before I

eyes open to watch him as he opens the lid off the jar, scoops out some of the ointment with his hand before it's cooling properties

the base of my stool, not once making any noise of Knox touching me, yet when

dumbfounded, my throat now dry as he moves in-between my thighs, his hand running up my

my shoulders and upper

to my legs, that had taken the brunt of 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

towards

warmth radiating off him at his closeness just as he places a hand on my

arms, carrying me to the living room sofa but not before whistling at Lobo

His deep brooding brown eyes are intense now as they look deeply into mine. I can feel my

sorry I've done this to you." His words are soft, full of remorse before his lips gently lock on mine for a mere second...not