The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 121

Sixteen: Tobias

Tobias’s P.O.V.

This was the last place I wanted to be, but it was where I needed to be. The music was too loud, and the smell of alcohol and body odor was offensive. Still, I was here, watching and waiting.

Joselin hadn’t agreed to be mine yet. We weren’t together, but I would be damned before I let her go on a date with another man.

I hadn’t felt threatened when she had been sleeping with random people. But her going out on a date with a man who looked at her the way that only I should was not going to stand.

I took a sip of my water, my eyes on the door as I waited for her to enter. If they were going dancing, this was where she would be. It was her favorite place because it was right by the bunkhouse, so it was filled with guards who were used to her, and very rarely would anyone care if she was among them.

It was the town’s people who didn’t know her that had a problem.

Several of my pack members nodded at me in greeting but didn’t bother approaching me. They knew I wouldn’t talk to them unless I had to. They didn’t mind. I had risked my life for many of them in the past, and they knew my silence was nothing personal.

I used to talk. I used to talk a lot.

My father hated it.

He beat me, telling me to keep my mouth shut. He said it made me a good warrior to know my place, respect my superiors and not waste my breath on those below me. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized he wanted me to keep silent so no one would know he would torture me at home despite knowing our neighbors could hear it.

They knew about my home life and did nothing to help me or stop him, and

I would heal before anyone could see it.

But then he got his hands on Ana. I was just a young teenager, practically a kid still. Those words would haunt me forever. ‘You sound just like your father.’

Just like that, his life-long lesson finally stuck with me. I didn’t want to sound like my father.

Joselin was my escape.

to, and she loved when I spoke. She would listen to everything I had to say like it was the more important thing in the world, even when

my beast. She rarely wore her hair up, and I fucking loved it. The way it emphasized her neck and where

lot with a ponytail and knew she

man, Holden, was right behind her. This time, he kept his hands to himself, and I grunted in approval. He leaned in, whispering by her ear. The music drowned out his words from reaching me, and I watched closely as she perked up with a confident smirk, her head

right, baby. I’m

direction, I leaned back in my chair. She wanted a night out, but I had laid the rules down very clearly, and I

but he stiffened as she leaned toward him, inching away. Her smile fell

up at me as she did so, and I nodded once, confirming that I would be the one paying for

just made her happy with such a small gesture reminded me of how perfect

head dropped back, and she laughed as her date ordered his drink and was forced to pay. They stayed at the bar for a while,

Joselin stood. I felt my pulse rise as she gestured with her head to the dancefloor, staring at the queen’s brother expectantly. He was hesitant, and my teeth

ponytail swaying behind her. Her lips and cheeks puffed out slightly as she let out a breath of disappointment, walking away from him and

move, I couldn’t stop the purr of pride and pleasure. With her

eyes were forced away to the man moving up next to her, seeming to

the sound as she saw Holden approaching, but she still didn’t turn to me. She knew I was here. She had heard me vocalize my anger but stayed where she was. Her body began to move

as I watched Joselin roll her hips with the beat, her ass perfectly in my line of sight.

anymore. My woman wanted

the only one

chair sliding back against the flooring with a noise of protest that was muffled by the music. The wolf looked

them. Holden smiled, grabbing her hand and spinning the woman out. The kid knew how to dance. I would give him

it lightly, making her look up. Goosebumps rose along her skin as I dipped my head down,

knew no one would hear me over the speakers, but she did. She heard

hold as she leaned back against my chest. “Can you keep up with

long before she was grinding on me, rubbing her perfect ass against my body. I swayed with her, refusing to lose contact. Even when she spun

I was also the happiest I had ever been as my pack watched as I publicly made my interest known. There

side, over the swell of her breast, and to her chest. Her heart was thumping as quickly as mine, and I licked my lips as I pressed my palm

her how good we would feel together with less clothing, but I promised her she could dance. So, I let her

me as often as possible. My hands had moved down to her thighs, feeling the soft skin