Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 433

~ Josie ~

I knew something had happened as soon as they walked through the front door.

In the way Jaxon bypassed me on the couch and headed straight upstairs…the unmistakeable scent of blood perfuming the hallway in his wake.

“What’s happened, what’s going on?” I crank my neck to turn in fear that another attack was happening, or they had heard something on Jace’s whereabouts.

Whose blood was it.

“Mum, Dad?” Cleo stirs at their return, her eyes mirroring mine as she sniffs the air around us. That scent of blood also putting her into panic mode.

“Is it Jace, has something happened?” She sits bolt upright, her eyes still sore from lack of sleep and her silent sobs.

She was still blaming herself for his reaction last night, I know she was.

But all she did was ask him for a dance, he was the one in the wrong, he could have handled it better.

“No, we haven’t heard news on Jace. Come on, let’s give them some privacy.” Uncle Orpheus walks over to Cleo, shaking Ares’ shoulder to wake him up.

They swiftly exit the sitting room leaving me to ponder what on earth was going on.

My eyes lock back on my parents and Kit, who was standing behind them.

Then it dawns on me. The smell of blood, their unexplained disappearance in the early hours of the morning….Jaxon had taken care of George.

George was dead.

“It’s George isn’t it?” I ask out, not really sure I want to hear the answer.

“Yes, he won’t be a problem any longer.” Dad signs out as he takes a step closer to me; his hand reaching out and stroking the side of my face.

“My beautiful baby girl…” He gently brushes my cheek, his head tilting in a sympathetic movement.

He knows, he must know.

I swallow the lump in the back of my throat that threatens to take my voice away.

Even though I wasn’t in the wrong, it’s not something I want to discuss, not something I want to talk about.

I’ve relived it time and time again since the end of the attack. George’s hands returning to me in my sleep. I’ve evaluated every part of it, what I could have done differently.

I should have fought him off me more, but I was close to passing out from the head wound. If it hadn’t of been for Abel and Auntie Rosa…

“You did nothing wrong.” He leans forward, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek, his eyes searching mine intensely.

“I need you to know that.”

“I do know that.” I sadly smile, my eyes flickering behind me to Kit.