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

Chapter 0347

-Josie-

I can't help but lean into his touch, my body moulding into his hold...those tingles at his touch feel even stronger somehow. He was warm and for some reason I was cold. So cold.

There was no doubt who was holding me, his potent scent was calling out to me...leather and sandalwood. I'd happily stay like this forever, within his hold and still in a dreamy state of mind.

"Josie?" A female's voice calls my name and for a brief moment my mind calculates what exactly must be going on.

If I was in the arms of Knox, and my Mum was witnessing...no that can't be right. We were secretive...this can't be real.

I have to be dreaming.

I hear Mum gasp as my eyes open and I manage to focus around me, my vision sharper than usual. My entire family are standing over me and I know instantly something had to be wrong, because their eyes were teary, their faces were death-like...pale as ghosts. "What's going on?" I hoarsely say, grabbing at my throat as pain explodes in the area. It was sore, it hurt to talk..to even swallow.

"We thought we lost you.." Mum leans in, her arms cupping at my face before she starts to smother me with kisses on my cheeks.

do you mean?" I search their eyes, the severity of my

a lingering kiss upon my lips. Tingles dance

his public display of affection...in front of my

out from his out of character motion, my brain trying to make sense of the

raised the alarm." Dad proudly declares as

but slowly coming back to

me as my hands move to cling at my

vomit." I announce, Knox reaching for a small bin only for the nausea to pass as soon as it came. With my eyes closed I slowly lay back down on the bed, only to

Josie, your eyes..." Jace gasps, and I only notice how different he

he had been missing, he had left. I hardly recognise him at first, he looks so...different. If I didn't have that triplet connection with him

whether it is

squeals, her hands moving to cover her mouth. Her reaction sending panic through

at her response, thinking that my eyes must have been damaged. But rather than

his phone out of his pocket, placing