Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond
Chapter 0284

I'm also not innocent in this, I am a bitch to George, completely using him for one purpose only. I'll finish it, but I need to do it on good terms, I can't have tension between the two packs.

"Complicated how?"

"He's from my Mum's pack..."

"You are the daughter of the alphas, no one gets to talk to you like that."

Yes in any other pack, and yes this is true for my pack but I've overlooked George's behaviour in the past because of a leniency on my part.

"It's different with me.."

"Different how?" His jaw tenses, his eyes burning into mine from anger.

He doesn't get it, George knows all about me, even if the entire Clear Waters pack doesn't, I believe him when he says he does care. That he would still give me a good life.

But is that what I want, a good life... most likely a boring life? Or, do I want to feel the full richness of being with another male? The passion and pain of love, which I think Knox is capable of doing... he has already hurt me, twice.

With a sigh I close my eyes, forcing my spiralling mind to calm down.

"You've got to give me something Red..." He pants out as I open my eyes to find him watching me.

"Just...leave it." I yell, my hands scrunching into tiny balls as I lift them up to by the side of my face. He doesn't know anything about me, doesn't know the fight I've had to get where I am within the pack, the fight I am having to start all over again now that my brother's are back.

He was already made, he was in his prime...maybe he is too old for me. Maybe the age gap is too much, that he wouldn't understand.

Just watching that brunette approach him tonight at the bar, I was more jealous of him talking to her than George threatening to hook up with her. What does that say about me...

"Just leave me alone..." I murmur out, trying to protect myself.

"Something about you won't let me." His words travel the length of the cloak room, silencing me instantly. Does he feel it too, this gravitational pull to one another. The inability to keep apart, even though I have tried to stay away from him, to not think of him.

But in not seeing him, it's only made me think of him more. Even at the bar before the commotion, his scent sent me into a euphoric state...my muscles trembling with desire.

He closes the distance between us with long heavy strides, a true predator. His hand reaches at my neck before his other lets his thumb run across my jaw line.

"You have blood on you."

"Well splitting a lip will do that." I chide out.

"I should have broken his nose for good measure as well. I wanted to do a lot more..." He looks away from me, rage returning back on to his face. I reach up, cupping his face and moving it back to face me.

His hands also move to now cup my face in his, tilting my face up to look at him tower over me. His dark brown broody eyes staring down at me. If I thought I held any power in this moment, I was wrong. He held all the power, and I'm starting to see this now. "Why?" I ask out, my tongue running across my bottom lip in anticipation.

"You know why."

"I don't, tell me.."

"Not only should he not be talking to you like that, he shouldn't even be touching you like that." His eyes flash dark to that of his wolf. I've never had a male possessive over me, I've never sought it...never thought I would have it.

"Then who should be touching me...you?" I say with a challenging look.

"Is that what you want, for me to touch you Red?"

I pause, freeze under his question. Hell yes, that's what I want.

"You don't remember, but you've been to this club before."

"I thought it seemed familiar...how do you know?" He keeps his eyes trained on me.