The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 117

Twelve: Joselin

Joselin’s P.O.V.

I was a woman on a mission. Nothing would stop me, and if anyone tried, there would be hell to pay.

The cold metal tray in my hands was dirty but empty as I carried it down the hallway. I wouldn’t let anyone, not Killian or Tobias, bring me down again. Yet, my eyes seemed to move on their own across each face I passed, looking for Tobias and failing to find him.

The guards dipped their heads to me as I strode past them, my heels clicking against the floor as I approached the king’s office door. There was no knocking, no warning of my entrance as I shoved the door open.

Killian growled at the rude and unwelcome interruption but didn’t bother getting up. Natalie was sitting on his lap and greeted me with a smile. I couldn’t return it.

’Joselin,” Killian greeted, and I stopped before his desk, ignoring the man sitting in the visitor’s chair to my left. There was a moment of silence as I stared down at my best friend and his mate before tossing the dirty tray onto the wooden surface between us. A few crumbs bounced out, and I felt satisfied when his anger melted away and was replaced with realization. “Shit, Josie. We were…”

“This better be good.” I snapped, and Natalie looked between us, confused. ’After all the shit I have done for the two of you and have put up with because of you, I would love to hear this.”

“Hm,” The man hummed, and I looked down at the blonde as he eyed me with appreciation. “You look even more beautiful this morning. How is that possible?”

I blinked down at him, feeling my anger melting away a small fraction before I forced my eyes away from Holden. His green eyes were a shade lighter than Natalie’s, and I had to scold myself when I immediately found myself comparing them to the brown of Tobias’s.

“You two have met?” Natalie asked, but a suspicious undertone refueled my anger toward them.

‘Yes, we met last night when you and your mate stood me up.” Natalie flinched but looked surprised as I turned my glare from her to Killian. “So, let’s have it. What was your excuse this time?”

“There were a few personal matters to attend to,” Killian said, his voice short and clipped. It was Natalie’s cheeks growing pink that gave him away.

“One hour. That was all I asked of you.” My voice dropped, but my anger was still there, bubbling beneath the surface. “We have been best friends for fifteen years. I pushed it aside when your mate accused me of sleeping with you. I’ve accepted that you no longer wish to be alone with me for more than a few minutes at a time, and even then, you keep the door open to stop Natalie from getting upset or worried about our friendship.”

and while she looked angry, I was pleasantly surprised that she kept her magic under control. She was improving. No matter how angry I was and how certain I was sure she would make my job obsolete soon, I was still proud of

about it. That tells me that he never intended to show up at all.” I wished I had a beast like them at that moment. At least then, I could have growled at Killian as he lifted his hand to silence me like I was one of his annoying underlings, complaining about

the right to be. I got distracted and didn’t mean to

to break. I had the feeling he was waiting for me to accept that as his apology while I was

time again. He was a

and even with our friendship crumbling,

to speak, but I saw him thinking over my

time, and that was too much for you. You are

I watched his shoulders hunch down slightly, and Natalie got off his lap, keeping

I tried to push aside my annoyance, knowing she was only defending her mate and wasn’t intentionally trying to be rude. “He

frustrated that she constantly demanded more from him and for him to ‘be better’ when

since finding Natalie, but he still had a lot of growing to do, just as I did. We all

he seemed to be at

I have put up with a lot of shit, and I get our relationship won’t ever

have been one of the things he felt was important enough to put some of his time into, even if it meant both of you hanging out for one hour and eating a fucking brownie with me. It really didn’t seem like it

a potential threat in the castle? It would have been easier if it was just a threat to me, but

not today or in front of a stranger. Holden may have been Natalie’s biological brother, but

the darkness had begun to scare me, where

darkness. It wasn’t the first time someone grabbed

it wouldn’t be the last. “Why

the emptiness, his fingers loosening on

between us started

back of his neck and pulling him to me until our bodies touched. His free hand immediately found my hip, holding my body against his as the cold air

was new,” He murmured, but I couldn’t let go. It

long since anyone had held me. The closest I had gotten to physical comfort in years had been Killian, throwing his arm over my shoulders a couple of weeks ago like he used to do when we were teenagers. Every other touch had been sparring or

seemed to understand, and