The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed by Ashley Breanne Book 2

The Warrior and The Witch by Ashley Breanne

Chapter 35 (Tobias’s P.O.V.)

Never in my life had my d*ic*k 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.

She was my mate. Mine.

I could f*uc*k her and love her anywhere, and I planned on it. Seeing how hot and bothered she got over the thought of f*uc*king 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. I t 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 f*uc*king 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 o n 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.

around my waist

but lean forward and k*iss the top of her head, taking

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

go, sweetheart,”

alert as Joselin and I teleported back into the castle. She ignored them, her knuckles

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

the woman had been out of line, we wouldn’t

open to find Natalie fixing her hair while she sat

bright red. I dipped into a bow that made all three of them raise their

You don’t need to do that now that we are mated.” Joselin said with a smile. “Although you have a very

at my backside, and Killian groaned. “What?” Joselin asked, sitting in the chair on our side of the desk and propping her feet on the hard wooden surface. “I can’t hit on my man, but you have no problem inviting us into your office when it smells like you two have been going at it like animals in

good. If we weren’t standing before the king and queen, I would bend her over the desk and

face turned a deeper red as she leaned back against Killian’s chest with

admire how beautiful she looked as she let her head

behind the chairs in my normal stance. My hands clasped in front of me with my feet shoulder-width apart. Killian used to be

feel more relaxed, but I still moved stiffly as I walked around the chair and

Joselin then told them about the leg and its possible uses, but how each possibility was also impossible. They listened intently, Natalie nodding when appropriate and Killian staying straight- faced as he tossed

had any involvement at all. The only possibility was that Rona was targeting her or holding the leg

for a resurrection spell, or maybe she is just cursing Cora, but without blood, it wouldn’t be very

stated, the name

Joselin, but it had been a long