The Beast And The Blessed

Six: Charlie

Charlie's P.O.V.

It was like I was doomed to make the same mistakes repeatedly.

Twice. Twice in two weeks, I had returned to camp covered in another creature's bodily fluids. Only this time, it wasn't because of my carelessness.

I had gone savage.

All of my pent-up anger and emotions were set free, and I unleashed a fury on the Oread that I hadn't known I had in me. My parents, brother, and every tutor I ever had would have been appalled by my behavior today.

It thoroughly impressed the men, and they sat back and watched as I dropped my sword and took the woodland nymph on in hand-to-hand combat.

I knew my team wouldn't let anything happen to me. They would have jumped in if I were about to get seriously injured. But they didn't have to.

Typically, I made executions quick.

But one thing Roman insisted on was training to be better when unarmed. I could take almost anything down with a blade, whether a sword or a dagger. But going into one of those fights without a weapon was a suicide mission.

The Oread was unstable and weak enough that I knew she would be an excellent creature to start with, and she was. Her disease-ridden body and manic state made her attacks sloppy and easy to predict.

I had maintained the upper hand during our scuffle until she collapsed and fell onto me.

Woodland Nymphs were known for being one with the woods. Their skin had spots of growth with moss, mushrooms, and flowers. If one were to touch it, the growth tended to leave a thick green residue behind, staining anything it came into contact with.

Similar to a tree, and probably the one she was bound to, she was diseased. Her body had been rotting, stinking to the high heavens.

When she collapsed into me, her rotten moss-covered body pressed against my front with a squishing sound that would be burned into my memory forever. But the smell, oh Goddess, the smell was horrendous.

There was no way I could go to sleep without rinsing off first. Even having my dirty clothes near the camp would keep everyone awake from the putrid smell.

I knew the river was safe during the day, but I had never had a reason to inspect it at night. Several creatures only came out when the sun had gone down, and the water couldn't be seen through. But it was a risk I had to take.

The night vision my wolf granted me allowed me to see several feet into the running water, and after determining the coast was clear, I waded in. It was the first time that the cool water had been unwelcome. It felt unreasonably cold without the sun, and I knew getting out to sleep with wet hair would be horrendous.

Still, I walked forward until I was able to submerge myself completely. Grabbing fistfuls of sand, I began scrubbing at my clothes. The faster I could get this over with, the better.

be as far away from my mate's side of the river as possible. Today had

rejected. Yet, the pain of what had happened hadn't lessened at all. Even when I was mid-fight, the bear with the black hair and eyes

disruption in the water made my eyes open. I squinted as I tried to see what creature had joined me and what fight I was in for, but the bubbles from their movement obscured my vision. Just as I pushed off the bottom, a large arm wrapped

the water was only six feet. But I had been completely submerged to clean

along my skin, and I melted into the touch even

as I tilted my

hell are you doing?" The deep, familiar voice made me gasp, not out of shock but from the wave of desire it sent

grabbed the back of his neck, holding him closer. I blinked several

He was here.

you here?" I gasped, feeling him moving us closer to

trying to drown yourself!" He sounded furious, but with his

confused and trying to

up, and you were under the water, struggling! I thought something had dragged you down!" I figured his yelling

He could have turned around and walked away when he saw me here, whether I was underwater or not. He could have either kept or gotten rid of my dagger. It would have

my lips, I couldn't help but

smile, and as he watched my lips curve up, he relaxed. But he didn't let go, and I didn't want him

to tell him he hadn't hurt me that bad when he said he didn't want me. Not bad enough to make me suicidal. I would never let a man bring

I had a chance to win him over

mentioned it. He nodded slowly, forcing his eyes away from my lips but

then wrapped them around his

the water, and leave me here to return to his den. But he

had no idea what to expect from

him happy when I

his, and I wanted so badly to steal a kiss but knew I couldn't.

with mixed signals, it didn't give me the right to kiss

"Damien."

closed, and I felt the tip of my nose brushing against

Damien. It suited him.

as I repeated it in a soft

my butt. Damien didn't look embarrassed as he gripped me firmly, pressing my

even though I knew nothing more

walk away later when he rejected me. Having