The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 107

Two: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V. - Present Day

One had to be a special kind of stupid to let their ignorance feed their fear.

Yet, as I stepped into the pub, the room fell silent. Bodies shifted, and multiple people began collecting their belongings to make a quick escape. Only one person in the building should have been afraid of me, and he was sitting with his back to me at the bar, trying to enjoy his day off.

I was about to ruin that.

My chest warmed as my eyes ran across his broad back and shoulders. He didn't bother turning to look at me as I approached him. I rested my elbows on the counter next to him as the bartender placed a beer in front of me and then rushed to the other end of the bar.

The sound of feet scurrying away as the room rapidly emptied made me grit my teeth, knowing I would have to leave a large tip to make up for the loss of his business. A quick scan of the room showed only a few castle guards, who were used to me, had chosen to stay and were enjoying their meals.

But that was how it worked. I used to let their reactions get to me. The people would take one look at my long white hair and colorless eyes, and they would leave. When I was first brought here, a few people protested King Amery from taking me in. They lost, but it still bothered me.

But now, even though most of them had grown used to me, I embraced it.

I loved that I instilled a deep-seated fear in people. Humans, Lycans, Wolves, Fae... you name it.

Except him.

He had never been afraid of me, not since day one. At least, that was what

I told myself. In reality, our past was a bit more complicated than that... more painful.

Tobias pushed his plate of food in my direction, and I bit back a smile as I grabbed a fry before sliding the ceramic dish back toward him. I wasn't hungry, but I wouldn't turn his offer down. His glass of water sat untouched in front of him, and I watched as a drop of condensation ran down the glass onto the paper coaster beneath it.

me to grab my attention. The warmth of his body managed to make it through his jeans and into

when he briefly looked down at my body. When his

he looked at me, his pupils dilated, and his lip pulled up ever so slightly on one side, always made my body

was a god, always just out of reach. If my family had been right, I was

The two didn't mix.

I was afraid

I muttered, bitter that I had to show up in a place like this to ask for help. "But you've been avoiding me. Should I even ask, or should I go to

it with Tobias. But there was no point to

did it anyway. Getting to be loved by Tobias, even for a limited time, would have been worth the heartbreak of

wasn't like the others. Other men fell at my feet if I approached them. They loved to be able to say they fucked me, The King's

Tobias; for the one man that rejected every advance I made and

with him. But that didn't mean it didn't still hurt every time I saw him or was reminded that I wasn't

to avoid me over the past two weeks. Now I was here, humiliating myself again in public

trusted to keep it a secret, not only because there were very few people he would ever talk

eyes were open, holding steady on me as he sipped his ice water. I watched as he swallowed, the tanned skin of his neck moving slightly

a large gulp of

me beg, Tobias," I said, placing both hands around my beer mug as it hit the wooden top of the bar, staring

tell him that the horror I had experienced as a child may have happened again to someone else? How do I tell him what I

chair back, ready to tell him to forget about it. But I stopped when Tobias placed his hand over mine on the bar top. Sparks erupted across my skin, and I felt my breathing halt as I stared at our hands. It wasn't the first

when he let go of my hand, but I masked

my eye, I watched as Tobias lifted his hand instinctively as if he were going to place it on my lower back. But he clenched his hand in a fist and

made it very clear over

that he didn't want to touch me was overshadowed by the humiliation when I looked up

head up as I walked calmly out of the building. Still, I knew they could hear my heart beating erratically and my uneven breathing as I shoved my feelings down. If he didn't want to touch me or want me touching him anymore, I would

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