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

- Josie -

I've never sought male company to stay with me all night, but there is something suddenly cold about my bed, about being in it alone.

However, as I tiptoe across the landing towards the corridor that houses the guest rooms, something feels right.

Cleo and Ares have left, Uncle Orpheus and Auntie Rosa leaving as we returned from the false alarm at the borders. They have taken Maya home, offering to drop her off on their way.

Auntie Rosa gets easily spooked in situations like this and Uncle Orpheus always seems to find keeping her within their pack the best option.

I do my best to avoid the floor boards that creak, it's 3 am anyway...everyone should be asleep.

Even Knox.

Is this perverted? Walking on a sleeping man...crawling into bed with him. I've tried to sleep, but my mind won't let it go. Every time I close my eyes it's pushing forward, a desire to be near him. A frenetic pull that seems to have the ability to move past my bedroom walls. My hand reaches out to touch the door handle before I back away slightly. He'll have questions, I know he will.

I saw the way he watched me load the gun with silver bullets, how my fingers showed no sign of damage.... the silver not even leaving a mark on me. I shouldn't be able to, but I can.

I should walk away, not bring those kind of questions in my life, but I can't ignore an even bigger call to be with him. Something that I was finding increasingly hard, day by day, to fight.

With a deep breath in, I steady my nerves as I take a step forward and grip the door handle with my hands.

Opening the door I gently push it open, to find his bedside lamp on, his eyes darting towards me as I enter.

Goddess, have mercy.

He is sitting up in bed his upper half completely exposed for my eyes to devour, a laptop placed upon his lap as the lower part of his body remains under a loose fitted sheet. An eyebrow raises at my middle of the night intrusion.

"I just wanted to see if the wound is bothering you as you slept." A poor excuse, and one I'm certain he won't buy.

"No you didn't."

No I didn't.

"I didn't?" I respond a little too nonchalantly.

"No, you just can't seem to keep away from me, can you Red." His arrogant charming smile sends a bolt of lightning towards my lower core. If he hadn't kissed me the way he did in the club's cloakroom I would walk away, I would think this was one sided. That I was making things up in my mind, but I know it's not. I know he likes me just as I like him.

His movement does nothing to sate this rising state of arousal, so intense within me, that it was threatening to tip over the edge.

As he moves his laptop away from him, all the muscles in his stomach become taut and I can feel myself watching, staring...waves of saliva entering into my mouth.

"What makes you say that?" I enter further into the room, gently closing the door behind me. My blood was pumping so fast that I could hear its deafening beat in my ears. "Because I can't seem to stay away from you either." He sighs out, his forehead creasing as he, to my surprise, pulls the bed sheets open, patting the side of the bed next to him. Without caution or a second thought I enter, that need to touch him, to smell him breaking at the seams.

"You say it as if it's a problem."

"It is a problem Red, I respect your family and wouldn't want to hurt them, to hurt you."

"Why would you hurt me?" He sure thinks highly of himself.

"I can't be with anybody, not in the way you would want."

"And you know what I want?" I scoff, his usual confidence making me melt but this time I feel slightly guarded to it.

"You want what every girl wants, babies, commitment, marriage.."