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

- Josie -

"Jace!" I scream out, trying to push on the mind-link between us again but he continues

to block me out.

I take a step closer to him, to bridge the large distance between us, but he roars out at

me. A warning not to come any closer.

My wolf pushes forward in a defensive move, she would be ready if he really lost control. Not that he would, he wasn't Jaxon.

Yet, I can't escape witnessing that something was changing him...before my very eyes and I wouldn't stop until I found out what.

"Jace." I call out to him again, a plea in my tone. If he would just talk to me, trust me to make things better. Give me a chance to help him...

He shakes his head at me, it is clear even from this distance, he needs to be alone right now and I know better than to push it tonight.

Hopefully he'll be calmer tomorrow, hopefully with the alcohol no longer in his system he will be able to think clearer.

Anger was always Jaxon's thing, not Jace's....also not mine but he was making me so cross right now. So angry at the way he had treated Cleo just now.

I let him walk away, let him clear his head as he steps into the darkness of the night. I make that choice tonight not to follow him.

I needed to calm down before I told him a few home truths that might cross a line.

I could smell its calming effect on me, that sterile scent of the hospital calling out to me.noveldrama

It was the best place for me...to clear my head. It always calmed me.

Yes tonight was about celebrating but there were still patients that were healing in the

hospital, pack members that couldn't make it to the wedding because of the attack.

An attack orchestrated to get to Mum and me.

Stepping through the reception doors I already feel that wave of anger at Jace start to

loosen its hold on me.

This was the best place for me until I calmed down enough to return to the celebrations. I didn't want Mum worrying about anything, Dad was her

focus right now. As it should be. He has wasted 19 years for this, I refuse to ruin it for them.

I move through each ward, checking each patient's chart. Most staff were at the wedding celebrations, except for a few that had stayed behind for a skeletal shift. They could get word out to the pack doctors immediately if a patient's health deteriorated.

I would make sure I packed them some wedding cake to take over to their homes tomorrow as a thank you for staying behind.

Maybe being here wasn't the best choice for me after all, checking chart after chart was

only increasing my anger again, not decreasing it.

I felt like a fraud, a saviour that put all these people in harms way in the first place.

Without me, they wouldn't even have been put in danger.

I move to my little preparation room, knowing that as long as my hands are busy my head

wouldn't be able to dwell.

I'll make one herbal remedy mixture which I can leave to blend together overnight before using it in the morning. I just need to be careful not to spoil my dress.

I reach every jar, except for one. The one that Kit got for me when he was last here.

Damn, he put it back on the top shelf and I didn't remind him.

I try and reach, stretching my upper body internally cursing at myself for not being a few inches taller.

A hand reaches past mine and grabs it with ease. I laugh out, trust him to come looking for me. I suppose I had been a while.

I turn, my lips already moist in anticipation for a kiss when I freeze in complete horror.

It wasn't Kit...

"I knew I'd get you on your own at some point tonight." His voice low, sultry.

"George..." I gasp out, his closeness already making me feel uncomfortable. I cringe at the thought of thinking it was Kit, how could he ever be my Kit.

"You shouldn't be here...this is for staff only." I try to back up a bit, only for my lower back to hit the edge of the work top. I was stuck, caged in as his arms lean forward and rest on the work top behind me.