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.

before you start accusing me.” I narrowed my eyes as I saw Joselin move behind him, and he caught me glancing over his shoulder at her. Why was he allowing her to still be in our room after I told her

out a growl of frustration before looping his arm around the small of my back and

me to Joselin. I hated having my back to her, especially when she was casting magic. I didn’t trust her. At this point, I didn’t trust

had done what he asked when he relaxed

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 or

if you choose to still leave, I will allow you to sleep in another

back until she was in my line of sight. The loss of his touch and his warmth helped me

mind responded before I had time to even consider resisting. “What will it take for me to convince you that there is and

of our names. I was sure that if the three of us were in here under different circumstances, it would be Josie and Little

with her?” My hands 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

you to be with her!” He argued back before taking a calming breath and

Joselin muttered with disdain and what I could only assume was jealousy. “At least

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

been tossed around my head for the past couple of days, wondering if the mark would trigger my shift and whether it was worth