The Blessed And The Beast

Chapter 157

Fifty: Tobias

Tobias’s P.O.V.

The young warrior next to me flinched when I let out a noise of impatience. My beast was twice his size and was covered in scars, while he was small, dainty, and void of battle wounds. That would change soon, but first, he needed to get a thicker skin and not be so jumpy.

He wasn’t wrong to be wary around me. My intentions for signing up for border patrol weren’t good. Specifically, I wanted blood.

Thomas and George were under strict instructions to always stay near the queen. They knew something was afoot. I just couldn’t tell them what. Instead, I ordered them back on Queen Natalie’s detail full-time. They weren’t required to be as strict as before, but I wanted them to keep her in their sight. With them watching her, I was able to be here, to put an end to this.

I had hoped that it wouldn’t be long. I didn’t want to be away from Joselin and Natalie with danger lurking over them, but the time frame depended on Rona, and she sure was taking her time.

Rona had said she would be gone for a few days, and it had been a week.

She was due back any day now. As soon as she stepped foot over the border, I would be there. I was going to shred her to pieces and present her heart to my mate as a trophy…maybe her leg too.

But I was concerned that with her openly attacking Joselin, she might not return until Joselin was too weak to fight back.

Joselin had been very careful not to tell me anything, but I knew that the way she was feeling was getting worse. She was acting unusual, wasn’t eating as much, and her energy had drained dramatically.

I didn’t have a problem with our sex life slowing down if that was what she needed, but she refused to admit it.

I did have a problem with my woman fighting not to pass out while riding my dick. At one point last night, her face went green, and she was doing everything she could to hold on.

True fear is being inside a woman and not knowing if she is about to throw up on your face. 1

It wasn’t like I could throw her off me, but I moved her gently away and then carried her to the bathroom for a long bath, where she passed out on my lap, but thankfully not with me inside her.

Whatever Rona had done to her needed to end now.

going to

pack link. They weren’t prepared to hear me speak, let alone for me to demand forthem to alert me first of Rona’s presence upon her

would rather die or spend my life rotting in a cell than watch my mate suffer another minute at the

paws dug into the packed dirt of the city borderline, and I let out a low rumble of frustration as I stared out into the thick masses of trees. I made sure to stay on patrol by the main

made me wait to draw her

waiting, just to be let down when my prey failed to show her face. I was antsy and on edge….excited for a battle and to

of my shift, my irritation had increased tenfold, and I was on my way

house was quiet as I approached, and I paused in the

was pressed into the overstuffed

couldn’t help but stop and admire how beautiful she looked. Her long white hair sat high on her head in a thick bun, and my mark was

downturned, and her eyebrows pinched together just

but the little moan

house.” She sighed, stretching her arms and legs

our house. It was bad enough that I still got the whiff of Cyrus and Blanche occasionally. Anyone else and I would have killed them and then built a tall wall

still back against the couch. She looked exhausted, and the way she turned to look at me made me believe her head felt heavy

one.” Her soft smile showed no teeth, and her eyelids were

dinner time, but something told me that if her stomach was

her food each meal, which made dread flood my stomach each time. She would worsen this if she didn’t stay physically strong enough to resist

only things I could cook quickly as a kid, and my addiction to them had stuck with me through adulthood. They were not the healthiest food, but I wouldn’t cut them out of my diet now. Any damage to my body from them had already been done. I kept

throat, “Good. Let’s get you to

Her arms wrapped around my waist, and her

being wanted…being loved. Knowing that she was here

her up. Joselin’s legs wrapped around my waist, but she kept her weight in my hands, too tired to

need to. I

against the top of her head

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