The Beast And The Blessed

Sixteen: Tobias

Tobias's P.O.V.

This was the last place I wanted to be, but it was where I needed to be. The music was too loud, and the smell of alcohol and body odor was offensive. Still, I was here, watching and waiting.

Joselin hadn't agreed to be mine yet. We weren't together, but I would be damned before I let her go on a date with another man.

I hadn't felt threatened when she had been sleeping with random people. But her going out on a date with a man who looked at her the way that only I should was not going to stand.

I took a sip of my water, my eyes on the door as I waited for her to enter. If they were going dancing, this was where she would be. It was her favorite place because it was right by the bunkhouse, so it was filled with guards who were used to her, and very rarely would anyone care if she was among them.

It was the town's people who didn't know her that had a problem.

Several of my pack members nodded at me in greeting but didn't bother approaching me. They knew I wouldn't talk to them unless I had to. They didn't mind. I had risked my life for many of them in the past, and they knew my silence was nothing personal.

I used to talk. I used to talk a lot.

My father hated it.

He beat me, telling me to keep my mouth shut. He said it made me a good warrior to know my place, respect my superiors and not waste my breath on those below me. It wasn't until I was older that I realized he wanted me to keep silent so no one would know he would torture me at home despite knowing our neighbors could hear it.

They knew about my home life and did nothing to help me or stop him, and

I would heal before anyone could see it.

But then he got his hands on Ana. I was just a young teenager, practically a kid still. Those words would haunt me forever. 'You sound just like your father.'

Just like that, his life-long lesson finally stuck with me. I didn't want to sound like my father.

Joselin was my escape.

she loved when I spoke. She would listen to everything I had to say like

high ponytail, and I felt my eyes burn to the black of my beast. She rarely wore

a lot with a ponytail and knew she would enjoy

her ear. The music drowned out his words from reaching me, and I watched closely as

right, baby. I'm

in my chair. She wanted a night out, but I had laid the rules down very clearly, and I was a

but he stiffened as she leaned toward him, inching away. Her smile fell as she noticed the distance he placed between them,

ordered a drink. The bartender, Joey, glanced up at me as she did so, and I

but failing. Knowing that I had just made her happy

she laughed as her date ordered his drink and was forced to pay. They stayed at the bar for a while,

Joselin stood. I felt my pulse rise as she gestured with her head to the dancefloor, staring at the queen's brother expectantly. He was hesitant,

head, her ponytail swaying behind her. Her lips and cheeks puffed out slightly as she let out a breath

holding them above her head briefly. As I watched her move, I couldn't stop the purr of pride and pleasure. With her arms up, it was like she was a beacon of light. She called me to her, begging me to

to the man moving up next to her, seeming

to me. She knew I was here. She had heard me vocalize my anger but stayed where she was. Her body began to move more seductively as she stepped toward Holden,

mouth dried as I watched Joselin roll her hips with the

My woman

one she would be

the chair sliding back against the flooring with a noise of protest that was muffled by the music. The wolf looked up at

them. Holden smiled, grabbing her hand and spinning the woman out. The kid knew how to

wrapping it around my finger before pulling on it lightly, making her look up. Goosebumps rose along her skin as I dipped my head down, my lips brushing

one would hear me over the speakers, but she did. She heard me

trembled in my hold as she leaned back against my chest. "Can you keep

her perfect ass against my body. I swayed with her, refusing to lose

I publicly made my interest known. There was no doubt that most of them knew of my attraction to Joselin, but I wanted every last one of them to know. I didn't want anyone

lower back. She took my other hand off her hip, guiding it up her side, over the swell of her breast, and to her chest. Her heart was thumping as quickly as mine, and I licked my lips

away from here, to show her how good we would feel together

her thighs, feeling the soft skin at the bottom of her

spun around, rolling her hips against mine as she dipped to the floor before coming back up. I reached down, adjusting myself in my pants as my painfully hard erection