The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel 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.

I was going to make that happen.

Several wolves of lower ranking had jumped when I issued the order through the 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 return.

Execution or dungeon be damned. I would rather die or spend my life rotting in a cell than watch my mate suffer another minute at the hands of that bitch.

My 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 road so I could get there quickly when Rona returned, but she was taking too long.

The longer she made me wait to draw her blood, the more painful I would make it.

Even the slightest movement in the distance had me stopping and 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 protect my mate, only to return home empty-handed.

By the end of my shift, my irritation had increased tenfold, and I was on my way back to my mate, feeling helpless.

The house was quiet as I approached, and I paused in the entryway.

Joselin was curled up in a ball on the couch with a throw blanket wrapped around her. Her side was pressed into the overstuffed back, and her head was tilted forward at an angle that would cause her neck pain later.

Yet, I 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 proudly displayed on her neck. I smiled, knowing my favorite throw blanket for relaxing and watching television would smell like her.

Her plush pink lips were downturned, and her eyebrows pinched together just before she began to stir.

I turned and closed the door behind me quietly, but the little moan she let out had me spinning back to face her quickly.

"Mh, always a good day when I wake up to a naked man in my house." She sighed, stretching her arms and legs like a cat as the blanket slid down her body.