Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 317

The moon, she blessed our gathering with a strong ethereal shine that naturally put everybody in a good mood.

I was dressed in a full length burgundy one shoulder gown that had a gold disc embellished on one hip with an opened circle…revealing a flash of my hip bone.

Yes I knew what I was doing. There were plenty of alphas and betas here tonight, I knew it would drive Knox wild with jealousy to see other eyes on me. Maybe I was playing with fire, but this bitch was a fiery goddess herself…I control the fire.

I could feel his eyes roaming over me, as he mingled with the other guests. He was quite the networker, I had heard a few conversations amongst the alphas of Kit Knoxbridge’s training program, and how he kept himself away from pack environments, so why was he here. He seemed to be the main topic of conversation this evening.

“May I?”

“Of course.” I accept Ezra’s hand as music starts to play and guests join the small dance floor.

Resting my head on Ezra’s shoulder, my eyes search the crowd as other alphas watch me…but his eyes the only ones I lock on to. He looked divine tonight, a navy blue suit and a metallic silver tie that gleamed with the moon’s glow.

As Ezra spins me, my eyes continue to hold Knox’s…Ezra’s eyes following mine.

“Ah the alpha trainer.” He teases, as a smirk erupts upon his lips.

“Stop it.” I hush him, my eyes breaking away from Knox’s as I have been caught red handed. Ezra won’t say anything, he’s a gentleman…he’s the type that takes your secrets with him to the grave.

“What have I missed?” His eyes search mine for information.

“Nothing, you know me...no time for romance.” My eyes sink down, my head looking to our feet as we continue to dance.

“There’s always time for romance…especially for one as beautiful as you.” His finger lifts my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes.

As the music picks up speed again he spins me, too fast and I lose my footing only for a new hand to wrap around my lower back…my body being pulled into another’s.

“Excuse me.” I say as I step away, hastily moving towards the back door of the house. Needing space between us.

What games was he playing with me. Tormenting me with his hot and cold attitude.

I was confused, his mixed emotions confusing me. We agreed sex only…so why was he dancing with me. Carrying me to the sofa.

Isn’t this what I wanted though, to play with fire…to torment him just as much as he torments me.

I need air, even though I’m moving inside…being outside suddenly felt too claustrophobic. I move past the kitchen and towards the living room, craving privacy as my breathing starts to become heavy.

Entering my own living room, I halt to a stop as two figures kiss in the shadows. I go to leave, to give them privacy when they notice my arrival, both breaking free…a gasp escaping me.

Auntie Alora and Ezra.