Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 281

~ Knox ~

The music was loud, but not too loud that I couldn’t hear what the peacock dick was saying to Red. Trying to self-invite himself back to hers, what a tool.

I feel my phone vibrating in my back pocket of my jeans, pulling it out to find Jaxon calling me.

“Yep?” I grunt, avoiding any pleasantries, he’s just left me babysitting a group of drunk teenage girls, who so happen to be surrounded by horny males. Werwolf and human.

“I’m sorry Knox man, something’s up with Jace. I’m taking him home…can you make sure the girls are safe. Especially Josie?” He sighs apologetically down the phone.

“I think she can look after herself.” My eyes turn to her as she pushes George off her slightly, rolling her eyes as he tries to pull her back into him…her eyes catching me watching.

“Just…make sure she gets home safe. Cleo as well, otherwise I’ll have two alphas after me, Dad and Alpha Orpheus.”

“Fine.” I cut the call, placing my phone back in my jean pocket.

I hail down the bar tender, changing my shots now for soda as I prepare to sober myself up. This night having just gone south for me.

As I take a sip of my drink, a brunette walks up to the bar from the dance floor, she leans over the bar almost spilling out of her top.

“What’s good to drink here?” She moves her head closer to mine to help me hear her, not that I need it.

“Not a regular?”

“No I’m visiting a friend, you?” If I couldn’t have smelt already that she was human as she approached me, then her attempt at a chat up line told me everything I needed to know.

There were plenty of other bars in this city, ones run by humans…but they still come here. Must be something in their DNA that draws them in…an unknown danger that gives them secret thrills.

“Working.” I respond, without enthusiasm. I’ve been with human girls and each time I’m left still wanting.

It’s not their fault, I’m a werewolf male built to have a female werewolf satisfy me that’s all. They have a different stamina for what I need.

“What do you do?” She tries to keep the flow of conversation going and a part of me is tempted to flirt back…especially with those silvery grey eyes watching us.