Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond
Chapter 0275

Knox ~

I've been keeping my lead low for the last couple of days, staying out of the alpha house as much as possible.

Yes I was avoiding Red. It was better for the both of us if I stayed well clear of her, and the house that she lives in.

She was too young for me...I had ten years on her. Ten years of sweat, of bleeding my own blood...yes, she was too young.

Judging by the warm hospitality still shown to me from the alpha family, she hasn't said anything to them. I stepped over the line, but in that moment I couldn't help myself.

She seems to have some sort of ability to suck me into her...a magnetic pull that threatens to pull me under. As soon as I walked into that cabin, there was a hazy mist of her scent and sweat, which only made her intoxicating scent more potent. Too intoxicating.

If she were anybody else, I would have given into my desires, without a care...to hell with the consequences, I've not denied myself before. But something seemed different about her.

I still couldn't understand why she wasn't on the pack run. Why she wouldn't be with her family as a simple of leadership in front of the pack, and more importantly...why did they let her. I couldn't shake that feeling of being kept in the dark about her. There was something, and I'd find out what it is. "Why wasn't your Sister at the pack run the other day?" I ask both Jaxon and Jace as we come to the end of a long day shift on border watch.

I don't miss the way they both look at each other...my question was old of the blue having spent an entire eight hours with them not mentioning her once.

I might not have mentioned her but as I watched the vast landscape ahead of me, scanned the trees for signs of movement...she was all I could think about. The anger that had flared up in her when I told her to stop. I didn't want to, fuck...I wanted to be so deep in her that she would never want another man.

"She was doing training elsewhere.." Jace shrugs his shoulders, trying to pass it off as not a big deal.

"During the pack run? When the entire alpha family are present?" I press, my eyes watching them both intently.

"You know Josie... Jace, did you check the numbers?" Jaxon tries to shrug it off as part of her character, something I'm not buying. I know these males too well. I've trained them for the last year to be the strongest alphas amongst their peers. You don't share a year's worth of sweat, blood and tears without getting to know one another.

"Yes, it would work." They change the topic quickly on me, moving on from my question. But I'm not buying it.

Even when I leave the border at the end of the shift and head back to the alpha house to change for dinner, I come across pack members who also watch their words around me.

Each time a group of them makes small talk with me, I enquire as to how they feel about the alpha's daughter not being at the pack run...followed by awkward uncomfortable responses on their part, before they make excuses to scurry away. Very peculiar.

My levels of irritation are escalating as I enter onto the path that leads to the alpha house, my motorcycle already in view. I can't ant wait to get on the open road again, leave this pack. Let my mind be clear again. Out of sight, out of mind.

I stop just as I reach the clearing by the alpha house, to find her inspecting my motorcycle. Holy shit! She was wearing her leather jacket, a picture of perfection as she touches the back seat. Those soft gentle fingers of hers that have the gift of healing warriors, trailing across my leather.