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.

sight causing sickness to rise into my gullet and at the back of my

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

chair, hastily excusing myself from the table...running into

the door behind me, making it just in time

stomach into the toilet. Just the thought of having to sit there and chew

is because she made it and was serving it for me, or whether the baby has an adverse reaction to meat right

back in the toilet, trying to push out

the door is kicked in...a hand is

back before handing me a

sit up...letting the back of my shoulders cool

I here, why

it and the dress was making me

this a joke to you?" My breathing is difficult as I wipe the tissue across my

it down the toilet and

now, it's not funny Jaxon. I'm not here for your amusement." Defeated, I

"I know you're not."

why...why are you

basin, dapping a hand towel with cold running water before placing it on my forehead tenderly. I moan into the coolness of the towel high was giving me

down in front

up to me...he was letting me see his gentle side again. Just like

know that?" I scoff

you are

sit up straighter, the nauseous sensation that had

him Jaxon, I will. But