The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel Chapter 131

Twenty-Five: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V.

I just wanted to invite her to join the council. Now I was trekking through the forest, blinded with fury, and wanting her dead.

She had said it was a favor, but it wasn't. It was a test. Whether she had tried to trick me into going under the disguise of a favor or Killian sent me, I would be sent regardless. She had already talked to Killian before trying to get me to agree as if I had a choice.

Knowing I wanted her to join, using the council position as leverage was sneaky.

I respected it.

Killian had wanted to know what was different this time than when he would send me on quests in the past. The answer was simple. I had something I longed to come home for this time. I had Tobias.

All the other trips or missions he sent me on were because he didn't trust anyone else to know or be involved in them. But at least with those, he had given me most of the information I needed to stay safe.

I used to go in, slinging magic and drawing blood. I took what we wanted or needed and went home to my tower. As much as I wanted there to be, I had nothing waiting for me back there. Nothing hanging over my head, telling me I had to come back to them or reminding me what I was fighting for beyond it being my job, just another assignment.

Now, I had Tobias. I had someone to love, and the idea of not coming home to him scared me. The idea of anyone hurting him frightened me even more. Aurora using her magic on him, had me seeing red, and it took everything in me to resist the urge to gut her like a pig.

I would have done it if Killian hadn't ordered me to stand down. Her life should have flashed before her eyes, but she just smiled as she stared at me with pride. She had enjoyed my show of dominance and possession. It made me even more curious about what was happening inside her head.

Killian had given Tobias permission to walk me to the edge of town before we had to part ways, and the kiss he had left me with made my toes curl and my chest warm. It was the best kiss of my life, and I hoped it wouldn't be my last.

"Crazy old bitch,” I mumbled as I walked around a fallen tree.

I did have to admit that while I was livid to be separated from Tobias right after we finally became something, I was terribly curious.

If it weren't something cool, like a dragon, I would probably return home and kill Aurora just for the disappointment she caused me.

The sun had fallen, and the dark forest around me was silent until another explosion shook the Earth.

That made four in the past five hours. Whatever was happening on that mountain was attracting a lot of attention, and I knew I wouldn't be out here alone for long. Others were sure to investigate.

I had taken my magic for granted before. Being unable to use air to provide myself a cool breeze and not having the option to teleport to where I needed was irritating. I was happy I had decent night vision with the bright moon illuminating my path. Without it, I would have to use my flashlight and give my position away.

Instead, I stayed as close to the stream of pale light between the trees as possible to see my path and avoid unnecessary sounds.

I should have stopped, made a camp, and maybe slept for a few hours, but that was for the weak. The longer I took, the greater the chance of someone finding me or finding what I was searching for first.

I wanted to know why I hadn't heard about this mysterious creature before when it was clear others had. Maybe I might have wanted it as my pet too.

I tucked in close to the tree trunk next to me as the soft glow of a campfire appeared through the trees. Low voices could be made out, and I pressed myself further into the harsh bark when a shadow passed in front of the fire, stopping to look out through the trees in my direction.

My white hair and pale skin should have given me away. But the man turned away, showing me his side before walking out of sight behind the trees. The glint of silver metal hanging over his chest made me smirk.

Hunters.

Humans, based on the fire. If they were anything else, they would have been able to see or stay warm without the flame.

We were still a few miles from the mountain, so they probably figured they were safe. It was the mistake they made when we used to be in hiding before the Great War when Lycans took over. They would never be safe. They had gotten confident and comfortable, and it shook them to their core to find out they were the weaker species.

I debated fora moment. The thought of waiting until they were asleep and slitting their throats was enticing. I just couldn't justify wasting time. If they stayed in their camp for even the next four hours, assuming someone else didn't come along and kill them, then that would be a four-hour head start I would have on them.

So, I left them. They would be dead soon anyway. Someone stupid enough to light a fire on a hunt would not last long out here. The world had become an even more dangerous and feral place to live.