The Blessed And The Beast

Chapter 35 (Tobias’s P.O.V.)

Never in my life had my d*ic*k gone limp as quickly as when I was staring at the bones of an amputated leg. Until that moment, I had thought Joselin could keep me painfully hard forever. I had been hiding how she affected me for years. Now that I no longer had to, I wanted to take full advantage of the situation.

She was my mate. Mine.

I could f*uc*k her and love her anywhere, and I planned on it. Seeing how hot and bothered she got over the thought of f*uc*king here only confirmed that when we got home, there would be a few places around the castle that I could pull her away to without any complaint from her. I t was even better than claiming her in front of others.

Sneaking around and enjoying each other was higher on my list than exhibitionism. At the top of the list was having Joselin all to myself in our bed.

I still needed to help her gather her belongings and move in. But even if that didn’t happen immediately, I would still consider it our house and bed.

But a f*uc*king leg. I had seen worse, done worse than cutting off someone’s leg, but never had I expected to find one in someone’s bedroom. It was disturbing.

Rona was a twisted soul, but I never pegged her as the kind of woman who would fall asleep only a few feet from the amputated limb of one of her coworkers. “We need to get back,” Joselin muttered, her mind going a mile a minute. She left the leg behind, straightened the blanket o n the bed, and pulled her pants back on. When she approached me to teleport, I gently tapped my finger on her head, silently asking what was going through her mind.

This was what she had wanted, to find proof of foul play, but it raised more questions than answers.

“It doesn’t make sense. No blood is left, and the bone marrow is dried out and won’t work. I don’t know what Rona is doing with it, but she is up to something. This confirms it.” Joselin said, her long white hair flowing down her back as the lines on her skin vibrated with agitation.

I would keep a close eye on the older woman. She was pretty civil unless she was around Rona, which made them both hostile.

“Do you think she is controlling Cora somehow or draining her magic?” I asked as Joselin wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her h*ips against mine i n a sweet hold. There was nothing s*e*xual about it, but I still adored it.

couldn’t help but lean forward and k*iss the top of her head, taking in her scent. ‘She’ s starting to

was all I needed to grab Joselin’s hand and drag her out of the house and across the yard to the

to go,

I teleported back into the castle. She ignored them, her knuckles rapidly rasping

as if she owned them, and she did. She could make anyone bend to her will, and I knew that was one of the reasons why she found her job so frustrating. She hated having rules to follow when she could have just taken

been out of line, we wouldn’t be in this mess, wondering what she was

pushed the door open to find Natalie fixing

s*e*x, and my nose wrinkled as Natalie’s face turned bright red. I

don’t need to do that now that we are mated.” Joselin said with a smile. “Although you

as she moved to my side to look at my backside, and Killian groaned. “What?” Joselin asked, sitting in the chair on our side of the desk and propping her feet on the hard wooden surface.

F*uc*k that sounded good. If we weren’t standing before the king and queen, I would bend her over the desk and reward

face turned a deeper red as she leaned back against Killian’s chest with a

and I couldn’t help but admire how beautiful she looked as she let her head fall back against the seat, exposing her long and slender

used to be one of my best friends when we were little, but we had turned to more of a professional relationship after Ana died. I knew he knew about her. He had just been respectful enough not to bring it

feel more relaxed, but I still moved stiffly as I walked around the chair and sat. “I take it you

uses, but how each possibility was also impossible. They listened intently, Natalie nodding when appropriate and Killian staying straight- faced as he tossed the

only possibility was that Rona was targeting her or holding the leg over her for leverage to get Cora to do something for her in exchange

she is just cursing Cora, but without blood, it wouldn’t be

stated, the name coming across loud and

but it had been