Fractured (Josie) novel Chapter 157

Chapter 0157 

*Josie’s POV** 

Luke and Axel lay on my bedroom floor side by side on their fronts. Their bodies heave as both of them wretch and suck in ragged breaths of air. Deacon is already trying to get to their wrists and I drop down beside Luke to try and help. Axel rolls onto his back with a groan and somehow puls Luke along with him so he’s laid on top of him. 

“Erm… I thought you said it was the other two that were fudding each other,” Freya says and I Ignore her trying to work out what is happening. 

“They’ve tied themselves together. Freya, can you get me a harp knife please?” Deacon asks. 

Luke’s body goes limp and a jolt of fear hits me. I manage to grab his wrist and breathe out in relief when I feel his pulse there. He’s just passed out. Which makes sense, he must have depleted all his energy because he’d been drawing on ours. 

“Axe,” I say softly, moving closer and touching my hand to his cheek. He blinks his eyes open with a frown that softens when he finally focuses on my face. His eyes dart around in fear before landing back on me. 

“Did we make it? Or am I tripping again?” he asks. 

“You made it, you big idiot. God, I am so happy to see you bot so angry at you at the same time,” I say as tears stream down my face. Axel tries to sit up before he realises that Luke is sprawled on top of him. 

“Luke?” he asks, reaching up a hand to shake him. 

“He’s okay, he’s just exhausted. We are going to get him off of you in a minute. Are you okay?” 

“I am now I’m with you. I love you, Josie. I’ve missed you so much,” he strokes a thumb over my cheek, wiping away my tears. 

“I love you too,” I sob.. 

Freya returns, running into the room with a large kitchen knife and Axel’s eyes go wide. 

“It’s okay, she’s with us,” Deacon reasures before Axel has a chance to react. 

“Yeah chill out big guy, I’m just a tiny human,” Freya snorts, handing the knife to D, who quickly begins to cut at the binds around their arms and legs. 

“The belts around our waists are fastened together too,” Axel says once his arm and leg are free. He rolls to his side whilst Deacon supports Luke and I squeeze my hands between them to unfasten the belt buckles. 

“Damn, Girl, they’ve not even been here two minutes and you’re already trying to get in their trousers,” Freya jokes, earning a small chuckle from Axel. 

The moment the belts are loose Deacon lifts Luke and lays him on my bed and I grow myself at Axel. He catches me in a bear hug and I kiss him desperately until Freya clears her throat. 

“Sorry,” I cringe, burying my face into Axel’s neck in embarrassment. 

“Mmm–hmm, so who wants coffee?” she asks. 

“Everyone, I think but I’ll have tea please,” I say, just to get a few minutes alone with my guys. 

“Why are you not having coffee?” Axel asks and I lean back to look at him. My eyes shift to Deacon and he gives me a nod. 

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Chapter 0157 

“Are you good at keeping secrets, Axe?” I ask. 

“For you, of course. What is It?” he frowns, looking utterly confused. 

“Take in her scent,” Deacon says with a smirk. 

Axel gives him a puzzled look before leaning in and inhaling deeply, “Why do you smell like Mason?” he shakes his head in disbelief. “No, it’s not possible,” 

“I don’t know how it happened but it did, Axe, I’m having baby,” I smile. His eyes travel to my stomach and he places one of his giant hands there gently. 

“We are having a baby,” he corrects me and I feel love and ferce protectiveness pouring from him. “Why did you tell us? We would have come sooner,” 

“That’s exactly why we didn’t tell you. We knew you would do something wreckless like this,” Deacon chastises, sounding very much like our headmaster again. 

“And that’s why you can’t let Theo and Mason find out, they will do something drastic to try and get here or they’ll just make themselves ill with worry. It’s kinder that they don’t know for the time being,” I insist. 

“I don’t like it, but I understand. They won’t find out from me, but when we get home we are done with secrets in this bond group,” he gives Deacon a pointed look.