- Josie -
Blood is sprayed across my neck, jaw line and even my cami top from George's split lip as his head is held against the bar top by Knox's firm hold.
"What the fuck did you just say to her?" Knox growls out, his body heaving with anger as George tries to fight against his hold. His head being held with force against the bar top.
I should be concerned for the male being held down, the one that against my better judgement I have allowed formed some kind of attachment to, something I never wanted, something I don't want. He was right, no other male of our species will want me, but I've known that since turning 18, something I have grown accustomed with, the reason I keep myself busy.
I should be helping him, defending him, but all I can do is stare at the bulky biceps of the male pinning him down, the material stretching across his upper arms as his lips curl over his teeth, seething out at George.
A small cluster of an audience as formed, the bartender waving security over and as I place my hand not on George, but on Knox to calm him. Something I do without even realising...it seems to snap him out of his angry haze long enough to notice the incoming of security. Knox reluctantly releases George, taking a step back and running his hands through his hair as he tries to control his breathing. He hadn't finished, I could sense the out-of-control fire radiating off him, his leather and sandalwood scent tripling in potency as anger exhumes out of his pores. Something within me was concerned more about him than the actual bleeding male next to us.
"What's your problem?" George growls, stretching his spine up to meet Knox in the eyes. He was taken by surprise, but George is an impressive fighter, he won't give Knox a chance to pull that over him again.
"Watch your tongue around the Alpha's daughter." Knox's chest growls.
"When I'm with the Alpha's daughter, I'll say what I like."
"Not around me you won't." Knox snarls showing no sign of stepping down.
"Knox, its fine...just leave it." I murmur out, not wanting to cause any more of a scene in Uncle Jude's club. Mainly because I don't want this to get back to Uncle Jude, who will inform Dad.novelbin
His eyes turn from George on to me, his anger dissipating slightly but not completely.
"You heard what she said." George smirks arrogantly. I can't believe I ever thought he was attractive. I mean he is, but his arrogance leaves an unpleasant taste in my mouth, to the eyes. I can't believe I ever needed to scratch that itch that badly. We are done, his behaviour tonight has just confirmed that I want nothing more to do with him.
George is an impressive fighter but the way Knox is acting right now, he could finish George off in a few blows, I know this, but I can't help my hand as it reaches for his and firmly pulls him away from the situation.
His dissipating anger was returning from George's arrogance, a volcanic eruption just waiting to erupt. I needed to remove him from the situation completely. Before the security reached us and made it ten times worse.
My legs move for me, and I haven't realised what I have done until I have yanked him away, leaving a dumbfounded George watching after us, and push Knox into the privacy of the cloakroom.
"You need to calm down." I state out as I close the door behind us, locking it. Knox pacing the red plush carpet in-between wracks of jackets.
"Why did you pull me away." He paces like a lion trapped in a cage.
"You were about to blow..." I start but he cuts me off.
"Damn right I was." He stops turning to face me from the other end of the cloakroom.
"Why the hell do you let him talk to you like that?"
"It's...complicated." I know how it looks; Maya has been telling me for months. But I can't have George causing issues for me between Mum and Auntie Alora.