The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel Chapter 142

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.

"Do you think she is controlling Cora somehow or draining her magic?" I asked as Joselin wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her hips against mine in a sweet hold. There was nothing sexual about it, but I still adored it.

Her smell was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but lean forward and kiss the top of her head, taking in her scent.

'She's starting to come to.'

The warning through the pack link from Natalie was all I needed to grab Joselin's hand and drag her out of the house and across the yard to the first. We had barely reached the trees when the fog came in again, thick and deadly.

"Time to go, sweetheart," I muttered.

The guards jumped, going on alert as Joselin and I teleported 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 as if she owned them, and she did. She could make anyone bend to her will, and I knew that was one of the reasons why she found her job so frustrating. She hated having rules to follow when she could have just taken action and put it behind her.

If she had killed Rona one of the first few times the woman had been out of line, we wouldn't be in this mess, wondering what she was up to.

One of the guards nodded, and Joselin pushed the door open to find Natalie fixing her hair while she sat on Killian's lap.

The room smelled of sex, and my nose wrinkled as Natalie's face turned bright red. I dipped into a bow that made all three of them raise their eyebrows.

"We are in private. You don't need to do that now that we are mated." Joselin said with a smile. "Although you have a very nice ass."

I straightened as she moved to my side to look at my backside, and Killian groaned.