The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 32

Thirty-Two: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

Even when I had watched him murder one of my pack members, I had never heard him sound so angry. It put the fear of the Goddess right into me.

“No,” Killian growled out, and I turned to glare at him and his glowing red eyes. He had no right to tell me what to do or where I would sleep. I needed a break. I needed time to myself to get my thoughts together before I went back to being pushed around. “Things were better. I’ve been trying to make things better.”

The short animalistic way he spoke shocked me, and I stared at him blankly. It was as if his beast was speaking for him. He looked more hurt than ever before, and I felt a pain in my chest as I realized that I was the one hurting him this time.

A push against my back forced me to take a step toward Killian, and I turned to smack Tobias’s giant hand away from me. Tobias dropped his arm back to his side quickly, but held his gaze on the wall in front of him, refusing to make eye contact with me as I glared at him.

The traitor.

we will talk, but at least give me the chance to explain before you start accusing me.”

looping his arm around the small

me to Joselin. I hated having my back to her, especially when she

or hear anything, but I knew she had done what he

I scoffed as my cheeks finished drying, and my anger came back tenfold. Did his father lock Killian’s mother in a room like this

I will allow you to sleep in another room.” He said, holding

my line of sight. The loss of his touch and his warmth helped me to think clearly again, and I turned to glare at Joselin as she sat back on the arm of the couch with confidence. Her ghostly complexion made me want to cut her

I felt myself instinctively turn to him, like a wolf responding to its alpha’s order. I had no choice. My body and mind responded before I had time to even consider resisting. “What will it take for me to convince you that there is and has

our names. I was sure that if the three of

were shaking as I tightened my hold on my clothes, refusing to release them as I needed something to hold onto. “You’re not even giving me a chance to be your

her!” He argued back before taking a calming breath and lowering his voice. “She is my advisor and my friend, but nothing

her,” Joselin muttered with disdain and what I could only assume was jealousy. “At least then, she would

were the chances of me being able to shift because of it? Slim to none, if I had to guess. Would it do to me what it had done to his parents? Would it destroy me when he chose to *Joselin or

the mark would trigger my shift and whether it was worth it. The more I considered it, the more