The Beast And The Blessed

Thirty-Two: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V.

The morning air was warmer than I would have liked, and I regretted leaving the house as soon as we stepped outside. Unfortunately, I didn't have a choice.

It wasn't just because I had work to do, a panicked spell caster to take care of, and an unknown witch draining the life and magic out of others to deal with. It was also because Tobias pulled me out of the house like his tail was on fire.

As soon as the L word left his mouth, my heart felt like it had lodged itself inside my throat, desperate to get to him. I couldn't help but stare at Tobias, basking in the happiness that came with him saying that one little word.

Love.

Apparently, I had waited too long to respond in my stunned excitement because he let out a loud, deep laugh, throwing his head back before climbing off the bed and striding confidently to the closet. I could hear him grabbing his clothes before he threw a shirt and shorts at me.

They landed on the bed, but I was too giddy to even think about putting them on.

Tobias enjoyed seeing my reaction and seemed so sure of himself, so sure of us, that I couldn't help but jump out of the bed butt naked and race to the open closet door.

"You love me?' My question was redundant. He had just told me he did, but I needed to hear it again. I had been waiting years for this moment. Tobias had marked me, entwining our souls for the rest of our lives, so I knew he loved me. He had just never said it, just as I had never told him how I felt. Tobias finished pulling his shirt over his head, hiding his delicious broad chest and sculpted abs that had my mouth watering. The one raised eyebrow he sent me with a sinful smirk made me want to tear his clothes right back off and ride him on the closet floor.

We had a lot of rooms and positions we still needed to explore each other in.

The silent message from his expression was almost as loud as if he had spoken it. He thought the question was ridiculous. To be fair, it was.

"You need to ask?" He questioned as his eyes dropped to roam my body before landing on his mark on my neck.

I shook my head, biting my lip as I tried to bite back the giddy smile that stretched across my face. "No, I love you too. Always have. But say it again, n

He chuckled darkly before responding, 'I love you." Tobias took in a deep breath, his nostril flaring. "You're turned on again. Have I not sated you, sweetheart?"

my stance an inch, hoping the wetness the sound caused to form between my legs

this over with quickly, so I can drag you back here and fuck you until you lose your voice from screaming my

as he moved through the city, I was pulled along. His eyes were black as he looked over his shoulder, but it wasn't the same dull color that would signal someone using the

was just

now I had a direct connection to my man, my mate. Being able to talk to him was a pleasant surprise, and I was excited to see just how much he

some real fun

seemed unfazed as I focused on how turned on I was and tried to

My need for him would never fade. If anything, last night and

refused to let me shower, insisting that he wanted me to smell like him, I did my best to clean myself up

had been claimed, and knowing they could smell him on and in me was hot as hell. I think it was why he wanted to walk back to

when he held my arms above my

on my hand tightened, but he kept silent as he continued toward

and into one of the sitting rooms. He pulled me before him, his hands on my

what I wanted, or at least

a horrified look on his face as he met my glare, but the redhead licking up Cryus's neck

urge to set her on fire. I was so sick of her games, but I

she-devil walked by. As soon as she left the room, I felt my anger take control. "What the fuck is wrong with you?

that action would have excited me only moments ago when I thought we would be alone, I

related." He shrugged, his

in the same room as her, let alone touching her!" My voice carried through the room, and the fireplace crackled loudly as if fueled

to it. I let her do what she wanted to me, and in return, I only told her that you and I were cousins." Cyrus stood up, stepping

to have a personal hellhound to fight my battles with me during the day. It only made it better that the same man

bridge of my nose. "Look, we agreed

had been simple. At first, Cyrus had demanded me because he wanted me to offer him my protection, guaranteeing that nothing terrible would ever

time being, surrounded by a handful of trustworthy witches and hundreds of Lycans who could offer him security.

breath to release my anger. "So, breakfast, and then we can discuss the plan

mind. He also might try to kill me for it,