Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 386

~ Josie ~

“I think your Mum might know more about this than she is letting on.” Knox’s eyes are so piercing that they hold mine longer than usual.

“What do you mean?” I blink deeply breaking that intense gaze of his.

“We need to leave…now.” He reaches for my weekend bag placing it on the bed, moving towards the wardrobe and already starts to pick out my clothes.

Weren’t we going to at least discuss this, talk this through…like two reasonable adults.

Apparently not! He hastily dumps my clothes in the bag, not even removing the hangers.

“What now? We can’t leave…we’ve just got here.” I protest reaching for my bag and removing the clothes. He doesn’t stop, he just keeps packing. He’s not even listening to me as he continues to place my clothes into the holdall before moving on to his own.

“Knox…” I sigh out, he needed to stay calm.

“We are leaving now, Alora and Ezra can send anything that we have missed.” He picks up both bags and reaches out to grip my wrist as he pulls me up onto my feet.

I yank my hand away from him…I had items in the bathroom I needed to pack…but that’s not the point.

Why did we have to leave right now. Why couldn’t we stay and discuss this.

“Knox…you are freaking out..”

“I am not freaking out…we need to get you home…and now.” He grabs my wrist again and pulls me towards him, he marches me out of the door and down the stairs not listening to my words of protest.

“Knox, I am not leaving.” I growl at him, stepping away from him.

“Oh yes you are.” He closes that gap between us with one heavy long stride, his shoulders hunched and his aura heavy.

If he is so hell bent on leaving, he can go…without me.

“What is going on?” Both Auntie Alora and Ezra rush out of the sitting room and into the hallway.

Their eyes look at the bags in Knox’s hands before looking between us confused.

Join the club, I’m just as confused. I was also trying to make sense of what had just happened, I don’t know why Knox is acting like this.

We just need to sit down and discuss what had just happened…it didn’t affect him anyway. It was me this happened to.

Why was he freaking out more than me.

“We are leaving, say your goodbyes….Lobo, come.” He commands, at my own dog, as he pats his upper thigh and walks out the front door with the bags. Lobo following him.

“Josie?” Auntie Alora turns to me dumbfounded.

“Have we done something wrong?”