The Blessed And The Beast

Thirty-Five: Tobias

Tobias’s P.O.V.

Never in my life had my dick 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, i

She was my mate. Mine.

I could fuck her and love her anywhere, and I planned on it. Seeing how hot and bothered she got over the thought of fucking 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. It 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 fucking 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 on 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.

think she is controlling Cora somehow or draining her magic?” I asked as Joselin wrapped her arms around my waist and

I couldn’t help but lean forward and

starting to

hand and drag her out of the house and across the yard to the first. We had barely reached the trees when the fog

to go,

back into the castle. She ignored them, her knuckles rapidly rasping against the door of Killian’s office. It surprised me that she didn’t just walk right in. Never before had I seen her wait for someone to announce that she could enter. She walked these halls

the woman had been out of line, we wouldn’t be in this mess, wondering

open to find Natalie fixing her hair

room smelled of sex, and my nose wrinkled as Natalie’s face turned bright red. I dipped into a bow that

we are mated.” Joselin said with a

to my side to look at my backside, and

man, but you have no

standing before the king and queen, I would bend her over the desk and reward

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

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

interact with Killian and Natalie beyond my duties as a warrior and bodyguard, so I stood behind the chairs in my normal stance. My hands clasped in front of me with my feet shoulder-width apart. Killian used to be one of my best friends when we were little, but we had turned to more of a professional relationship after Ana

just been respectful enough not to bring it up or to tell

I still moved stiffly as I walked around the chair and sat.” I take

had

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

she had any involvement at all. The only possibility was that Rona was targeting her or holding the leg over

spell, or maybe she is just cursing Cora, but without