The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel Chapter 133

Twenty-Seven: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V.

He jumped down. His dirty-blonde hair appeared brown in the shadows of the trees until he stepped into the sunlight and illuminated the gold strands. He was of average height but still a head shorter than Tobias. He was lanky and thin, almost like he had been starving for months in the woods.

But what fascinated me the most was the subtle pale yellow eyes. Even the powerful aura coming from him didn't bother me. His eyes, though, they did.

They bothered me greatly as they bore into me like he could read my mind and see my soul.

I didn't need confirmation for me to know that it was him. He was the toy the nymphs wanted. He was what everyone on the mountain was hunting.

He was who Aurora and Killian sent me to convince to come back with me.

"Why have you brought me here?" A crooked smile met my question, and he began to circle me with curiosity.

I kept my blade up, turning with him as he examined me how a predator would its prey. "You brought yourself here."

His low snort as he laughed made me pause, and my eyebrows pressed together in confusion. The geekiness of this man made me think there was no way he could be a threat, but then again, most villains got their start the same way.

They were dismissed or looked down upon and became angry or power- hungry.

I wouldn't underestimate a man who had blown up half of a mountain and convinced a descendant of the moon goddess and the king to send me out without backup or magic.

"Funny, but I'm not in the mood for jokes right now. I was sent here to convince you to come back with me. So what will it take?" The tension in my shoulders lowered when I realized I was possibly only a day away from returning to Tobias and having him mark me as I had always dreamed.

"You look hungry. Do you want some food?" He asked, nudging a crushed granola bar with his toe by my emptied bag.

"Why am I here?* I asked again through gritted teeth. This man had taken me away from my home during the best thing that had ever happened to me, and I was not happy about it.

"Because I demanded to speak with the person in charge." He said with a shrug, looking back up at me and away from the scattered food and supplies on the ground. He should have spoken with Killian or even Natalie if he wanted the person in charge. Not me.

My head shot to the side as another explosion erupted, shaking the trees and making the Earth tremble. That one was close.

"Well, that's our queue to get moving.* He said before walking back toward the tree he had been standing in earlier. I didn't move more than to turn and watch his back as he walked away.

Please be a dragon shifter. Please be a dragon shifter.

"Are you coming or not? We can't wait around here all day." He shouted over his shoulder but didn't look back.

My adrenaline was fading rapidly as I stared after the geeky-looking man, trying to decide if it was my curiosity or my duty to my king that made me decide to shove everything back in my backpack quickly and follow him without arguing. He walked briskly before reaching a stone wall, uneven with loose rocks and tiny bits of crumbling dirt that I assumed was the aftermath of all the explosions.

Yet, he walked right through it. His body morphed as he never broke his stride until he was inside the mountain and out of my line of sight.