Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 261

~Josie~

Bullshit, absolute bullshit.

Bang…miss.

Bang…miss again.

Bang, bang, bang.

The bullets were landing on the target but not hitting dead on the bullseye, which is only what I expected of myself. The anger rushing through my veins making my aim off.

Standing alone in the meadow, I let my head roll backwards…trying to calm that rising anger within me. They moved the conversation into a mind-link, completely shutting me out.

I know why they did, they didn’t want Knox to hear what they had to say to each other…about me. But it still hurts nonetheless, still makes me feel left out…even to this day.

They did it because of him…the broody eye holder.

Argh…why is he even here. Why is he getting into my business. Who the hell is he….

First he is there at the breakfast table sitting next to George, then he is invading my personal space at the hospital. The place nobody comes to visit me, my tranquil spot…my peace.

The place where I am not the alpha’s daughter but just Josie, training under a doctor,

Steadying my inner self, using deep breathes to find my centre again, I let my body relax…let that feeling of knowing I could do this, that I’ve got this wash over me.

I had one bullet left…I was in such a hurry to get away from them that I didn’t even bring the holdall. I just took the 9mm gun from the safe in the basement and placed it in the back of my leggings.

A growl emits from him as his back arches up and his paws start to claw at the meadow’s ground. His teeth flash just as I hear movement myself in the treelines…my heart stopping as my eyes squint in the direction of a possible threat.

“What is it boy, what can you see?” I whisper, reaching for the gun in my back waistband. It was empty, but whoever was approaching didn’t know that.

I clasp it tightly in my hands, my training all coming to this very moment. I lift the gun up, taking aim towards the treeline when who should appear but my own brother…Jaxon.

“Woah…let’s not get violent now shall we.” He walks out of the treeline with his hands held high, an amused smirk upon his face.

Sure, these weren’t silver bullets but they would certainly put him out of action for a day.

“What are you doing here?” I grunt, lowering my gun but my other defence weapon still growling, his teeth snarling in warning.