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

Chapter 0512

After the pizza tray incident I have no doubt that this plate will burn me. I can see the steam of heat rising off the dishes. They are burning hot. Time passes while her hand remains stretched out in front of me and I am just not taking the plate off her.

"Cleo?"

"Allow me..." Jaxon appears behind me, taking the plate from Kaia and setting it down in front of me.

"We wouldn't want you to burn yourself would we. He snarls into my ear, my head turning to meet his eyes.

"Back off." I grit out, just loud enough for him to hear.

"Not enjoying the little soiree?" He hisses back, just loud enough for me to hear above the general conversation now happening around us. "What's that?" Jace demands out, his eyes cold again as they look my way.

"Nothing brother.." Jaxon pushing off the back of my chair moving back towards his seat.

That awkward silence returns again to the table, eyes darting around the room...not quite understanding what was going on.

If Jaxon could just keep his mouth shut I would be able to make it through tonight and nobody need know anything was wrong. Why..why is he so hell bent on ruining their special night.

I was here....me of all people...surely that must count for something. If I can do this, then so can he.

He just needs to keep himself in check, needs to remind himself that this isn't about him...that this is between Jace, me...and Callie.

"Callie dear, if you will do the honours.." Kaia passes a sharp knife over to Callie, who takes a stand...preparing to carve into the beef wellington.

As soon as she does, the juices of the medium-to-rare cooked beef oozes out.

my gullet

try to push it down...the burning hotness of

hastily excusing myself from the table...running into the downstairs bathroom

me, making it just in

to sit there and chew on the beef wellington was bringing me out

was serving it for me, or whether the baby

hear a knock on the door, only to place my head back in the toilet, trying to push out the

in...a hand is placed upon

my back before handing

up...letting the back of my shoulders cool down against the wall, complete

here, why did I

were almost too big for it and the dress was

you?" My breathing is difficult

down the toilet

now, it's not funny Jaxon. I'm not here for

"I know you're not."

why...why are

words...I hope. He moves to the basin, dapping a hand towel with cold running water before placing it on my forehead tenderly. I moan into the coolness of the

is his." He's crouched down in front

to me...he was letting me see his gentle side again. Just like when he came to my pack pretending to be

you already know that?" I

you are convincing

a moment before I sit up straighter, the nauseous

tell him Jaxon,