The Blessed And The Beast

Fifty-Five: Joselin

Joselin’s P.O.V.

Charlie was the definition of beauty. Everything about her was perfect and symmetrical. Her curls looked immaculate even without products or styling tools out in the woods.

“Are you okay to be here?” Charlie asked lowly, but everyone around would still hear her question. It was the curse of not having a pack link.

But I could talk to Tobias privately, which was good enough for me. He was all I needed.

Most of the pack knew my story. Those who had been there the day I was found heard my story, and word was spread through the pack. But from the horrified looks on their faces when they saw Rona tied to the rock with her skin carved up, I don’t think this is what they had expected.

At least Rona had been knocked out during it. That wasn’t a luxury I had been given, and from the way he was moving and screaming, neither was Cyrus.

“I am fine,” I said as calmly as possible. Because I was. I had come to terms with my past a long time ago, and after facing the alter in the mountains with Tobias, this one didn’t seem so bad…even though there was a body on this one. ‘You saw her? Cora? Did you see her here with your own eyes?”

My head tilted down as I examined the dirt beneath us, seeing the signs of a small struggle in the loose soil. The indents from feet and paws were deep.

“Yes. I saw her. Damien almost had her too. He got a bite on Cora’s arm before she got away.” Her words made my eyes widen, and I glanced at the beast of a man with excitement. There was barely any on the corner of his mouth, but the tiny spot of red there was good enough for me.

He drew blood.

I bent my knees, squatting by the disturbed soil. My fingers slipped through the Earth as I closed my eyes and pulled the foreign object from the ground.

“Woah.” One the guard said, and as I opened my eyes, I watched as three drops of blood began forming at the top of the dirt. With a swipe of my hand, they collected, and the large crimson blob hovered over my palm.

It wasn’t until I looked up that I noticed all of Rona’s blood had risen, too; the pool of liquid was far too large and sloshed angrily at the disruption. As I rose to my feet, the invisible wall holding it up broke, and Rona’s blood rushed out and back over the dirt and grass before reabsorbing. There was no use for it now that she was dead.

Aurora stepped back, the blood barely missing her toes as she released her hold on Rona’s arm. “No one deserves to die this way.”

Her murmur made my chest tighten as I bit back my response that no one deserved to live that way either. Once you experience the horror that Rona did… that I did …that Cyrus did, it scars you.

few weeks, taking me back to that night. I would never

before turning my back to her. “If she can teleport, we need to get back to the

blood on the edge of my shirt, something I could take with me and keep my magic focused on teleporting instead of holding

my shoulder at Charlie and the bear behind her as I

her words and on her face. She could judge all she wanted, but taking care of the body of a woman who had tried to kill me through my childhood

stepped back toward Rona in an almost defensive stance,

“There is no need to waste time on the dead when

gun for Cyrus, more determined than ever, or derail. Everyone knew once a serial killer was exposed, they tended to panic, and their actions would become more erratic, normally messier than before. She would be angry and possibly scared. She should be. I would make

of you!” Aurora argued, thrusting her finger back toward the body. “She was being controlled! We have no clue which of her actions were truly hers

her life hiding in a cave, I had been stupid to assume that she

the rest of our people, the ones

care of the body.” She said as Damien stepped forward

hand grabbed my arm, and I watched as several guards linked together. A handful remained, determined to protect the princess and the mother of the queen, but the rest looked anxious to get back to

soon.” I said firmly, subtly insisting that she come home to visit soon and assure her brother

and I had a brief moment where my confidence faltered. It was more people than I had ever

the castle’s foyer, I let out a breath of relief. Tobias held under my elbow to keep

hiding, to check on Cyrus, and then to track Cora with the blood that

were clear of stragglers. The only people in sight were the guards lining the walls. There were

were on full lockdown, just as

Safe. I was confident in our warriors and guards to protect the crown. Since Cyrus was with them, I could focus on what I

shoulder to anyone that would listen, and one of the guards responded immediately that they were in

it before when she was weaker and felt no need to update

the area. It looked clean and empty. Like she night

gone or done anything while

of my wrist, the mattress lifted off the box spring, showing nothing was hidden beneath it before it fell back

Empty. All of them.

has ever touched this room since Cora’s arrival brought to me. I want to know everything they saw and touched!” I shouted angrily, grabbing the tray from the dresser containing a water pitcher and an empty glass and throwing it against

with no fingerprints or lip marks.