Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 305

~ Knox~

I’ve always thought she looked hot in her leather biker’s jacket but as she walks towards me, I can’t help but stare as the afternoon sun makes her red hair glow like a fire. That, mixed with her incredible body and beautify…wrapped in leather…I was going to have to keep my thoughts clean on this journey.

She was like nothing I had seen before and I wasn’t done with her when she left my room in the early hours of the morning. I don’t think I could ever have enough of her.

Whatever agreement we have entered into, I’m going to take whatever she gives me and think of the repercussions later. She knows I can’t give her long term, and she didn’t seem to want it either.

I place the spare rider’s helmet on her, ensuring it is done tightly. It isn’t lost on me that I was taking the most powerful alphas’ daughter out without their permission.

Red made it very clear she didn’t want them to know just yet. That Jace has put his trust in calling her only, and when the time comes that he might actually need help…he would be less likey to call her again if he knew she had informed their parents of his potential whereabouts.

Begrudgingly I agreed.

With her helmet on safely, she climbs on to the back of my motorbike, the engine already alive and its vibrations humming throughout my body.

Red has already shown me the location of where her car is situated, a two hour drive away. I agree with her, it is very unlikely Jace will be anywhere near the car’s location now. He most likely even had someone else drop the car off on his behalf.

The water springing up from its wheels bouncing off my eye screen on my helmet, making it almost impossible to see. Needing to overtake I rev up the engine more, putting the motorbike into full speed to pass the lorry knowing as soon as I do, my vision would be clearer.

As soon as I overtake the lorry, I keep the bike on the same speed, preparing to slow it back down when I notice the small crack in the road too late. The motorbike swerves and I try to counterbalance my weight, but the tarmac and the wheels are too slippery and the sudden change in the bike’s motion makes Josie fall off behind me.

I reach for her, flinging my back onto the wet road as we skid…the motorbike on its side moving ahead of us at a fast speed. She’s on her side, her panic filled scream all I can hear. I can’t hear the incoming lorry bhind us or the sound of my leather jacket being torn open as it grates against the tarmac under me.

I reach for her, her body just about in reaching distance. As soon as I have a firm grip on her wrist, I swivel her, turning her into me and gripping her solidly against my chest as we slide against the wet road…our bodies slowing down until we hit the side barrier.