Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 298

~ Knox ~

I observe and don’t comment on Josie entering some kind of weapons vault in the basement of the alpha house. She selects her usual gun but I watch in horror as she empties the bullets and changes them to silver ones.

“What are you doing?” I grip her arm firmly, her head whipping to mine as she holds the gun still in her hand.

“If it is a real threat…” She starts but I cut her off. No, the world could be ending but there would never be a reason to use silver bullets…not on our own kind.

“No…Does your Dad know you have these down here?” I can’t help my tone be anything but horrified by what I am witnessing. Surely her parents would give her free range on these, or even let them be stored in their house.

“Of course, how do you think I got them.”

One by one she places each silver bullet within the gun magazine before loading it into the gun. She doesn’t wince once from touching the silver bullets, no marks on her finger tips…not even a sign of holding silver. Which for our kind is one of the most lethal substances still around today that can kill us.

“How did you just do that?” I snatch her fingers into my hands, inspecting her soft skin for painful marks of burns.

“Do what?” She looks at me as if I have gone insane, that I’m the one acting weird.

“How did you touch them…get rid of them.” I push the gun away, my voice demanding.

“This is the Dark Phantom pack Knox, this is my family’s land. I will do as I please.” Her jaw tenses as my thumb trails across it.

“Not when it puts you in danger.” I respond firmly, the thought of her getting hurt making me feel sick. If there really was a threat out there tonight it would take them seconds to disarm her and use the gun on her. She’d be dead in seconds, no one can survive silver bullets. I’ve seen it first hand.

“I’m not in danger, now remove your hands.” She seethes out at me, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip. I could smell arousal emitting from her, but she was trying to fight it. If we weren’t needed elsewhere I’d have her here, she was bloody tempting even when trying to look angry at me.

She pushes past me, closing the vault and moving up the stairs. Still ruminating with the notion of her carrying fucking silver bullets in the gun now stuffed in the back waistband, I follow her.