The Beast And The Blessed
Chapter 113
The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 113
Eight: Joselin
Joselin’s P.O.V.
The darkness had never looked more appealing than it did at that moment. Either that or I opened the door before me and faced the man I knew was standing on the other side. I didn’t need to hear him or see him to know that he was there.
I could sense his beast, his aura.
He was lying in wait patiently, like he was waiting for the perfect moment for him to pounce on his unsuspecting prey. Only I knew Tobias was on the other side of the door.
My heart was beating rapidly, giving me away as well. He knew I was here, and I knew he was listening to the erratic thumping in my chest. He had been for the past five minutes that I stood there, staring at the doorknob.
Was he the lesser of two evils?
Knowing he was willing to wait for me to leave my tower instead of walking right in to confront me made me even more anxious.
The darkness I would need to teleport through gave me enough pause, but being unable to walk freely down the hallways made me angry. This was my home. I didn’t even know where Tobias slept, but it wasn’t in the castle.
Yet, he was preventing me from doing my job by cornering me.
After a long internal debate during my shower, I finally decided to talk to Killian about my suspicions. But to do that, I would need to get through the wall of muscle that had gone from ignoring me the past few months to avoiding me the past two weeks to torturing me.
On the other hand, I hadn’t traveled through the empty realm on my own since my near-death experience. Every time I considered it, a shiver would run down my spine, and I felt the nails clawing at my skin again.
They had wanted me to stay last time. A knife was sticking out from between my shoulder blades from Talia. She had helped raise me, but as soon as she had the chance, she had thrown that dagger with deadly precision and lodged it into me. It wasn’t surprising. She had always held grudges and was vindictive, but she was also one hell of a teacher.
the darkness. Before, it was always quiet and empty. I
at me, tearing my clothes and skin, trying to drag me away from Aurora and Agatha as I fought to get them to safety. I had done my
shoulder only a second before their rough tongue slid across my skin, tasting the blood that dripped down from
my mind, I had seen the exit of their world. I was ready to leave and take my people to safety, but as my blood coated their tongue, the low growl of satisfaction made me freeze with terror. Every hair
for Aurora pushing what little magic she had left to me, I don’t know if I ever
seemed easier for me to zip through that
counted in my head to one hundred, taking long and calming breaths as I tried to decide if it was worth the
wouldn’t kill me, I needed a break from his
ignoring the man as I let my feet carry me to Killian’s office. Tobias was leaning against the wall across from my tower
let myself go, flickering into the darkness that filled my soul with unease. I watched through the first two flashes as Tobias lunged forward, grabbing my hand before we were sucked
his as I silently thanked the Goddess that Tobias had come with me, even if I wasn’t ready to speak to him. It took everything in me not to stop and glance around in the vast emptiness as I felt eyes on me. I knew Tobias could sense it too,
I was not ready to travel there again. Whatever had gotten a taste last time was still
Killian. Get to Killian.
open office door. The king raised an eyebrow at our joined hands, and I pulled away from Tobias
much time. As soon as I
wait for his permission before slumping into one of his
power before, let alone that kind of unpracticed control.” He picked up the paper he had before him as he muttered,
he continued to work, so I waited for him to look up
busier than usual lately. Still, I wanted to snap at him for how he dismissed me when I was discussing a threat to his mate and possibly to myself. Perhaps, I wasn’t so far off on my theory of not being needed or wanted around anymore. “Natalie is still training. I do not think she
And there it is.
she could handle
trusted me greatly or didn’t care about what I had to say. At least he couldn’t say I didn’t warn him. Still, it didn’t make missing my best friend any less. “Ian, what do
past times with him. Until this most recent year, after a hard day, we used to sneak into the kitchen and steal a few bites of whatever dessert the cooks had made that day. We would climb up on the kitchen counter and stare out through the large window at the back garden. It didn’t matter if we were twelve or twenty-five. The tradition had been
didn’t bake anything that day, we always found peanut butter and jelly on the counter or a pudding bowl in
building his relationship with her, I had given him space. Now, I could barely work in the same room as him without something or someone
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