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.

severity of my situation evident for even the most sceptic of

don't remember? You were shot by silver bullets..." Knox softly speaks next to me as he places a lingering kiss upon my lips. Tingles dance upon my mouth, his kiss igniting

public display of affection...in front of my brothers, in

frown out from his out of character motion,

alarm." Dad proudly declares as

to me...but my words stop

my

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

Jace gasps, and I only notice how different he

now, 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 I would

question whether it is really

at your eyes." Mum squeals, her hands moving to cover

it, what is wrong?" I look at Knox in horror at her response, thinking that my eyes must have been damaged. But rather than look at

pulls his phone out of his pocket,