The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 35

Thirty-Five: Natalle

Natalie’s P.O.V.

I had woken up alone before. I had woken up with him holding me. But this morning, I woke up to a gentle kiss on my lips as he whispered goodbye. My sleepy heart began to race instantly, hammering away in my chest at the sweet moment.

When he wanted to be, the man could be smooth. I would give him that.

I cracked my eyes open and watched him walk out of the room. Only this time, his shoulders looked lighter as he left to complete his royal duties. It made me happy to see that our conversation over the past two nights had been beneficial.

There were things that I needed to change and things that he needed to change. But overall, the changes. were happening, and they were positive.

It made me smile as I considered stopping by his office later to see him. Perhaps I would bring him food, or maybe I would be the food.

new heights as I moaned out his name. Yes, visiting him at work sounded like a great

door was familiar, and I knew I was safe, but the feeling of dread washed over me when I realized I still needed to swallow my pride and apologize to Joselin. I still didn’t like that she had tried to invade my mind, but

door opened silently, as the witch walked in. I was cautious as I turned to the side to grab my clothes from my dresser, not quite trusting her enough to turn my back to her by going into

led from the sitting room to the bedroom with her arms crossed, and her hip cocked

me this morning was. warranted, but still took me by surprise. I had grown used to people walking on eggshells around me and treating me with respect, at least they did to my face. It was something I needed to make

assumed the worst, and I had no right to do that. I was jealous of how much

“I was expecting this to be a lot more difficult. I had plans to make your shower water turn to blood and for your food to turn to dust every time it

as fierce and terrifying as always, I could see in the way her head tipped forward as she fidgeted with her hair that she was embarrassed. “I’ve never had a lot of experience with it.

jealous bitch and ruined it.” I finished for her as she trailed off,

seemed to slow and still. They were

arms before letting out a dark laugh that had the hairs on the back of my neck standing at

have never liked me. They fear me. She said as she looked up at me with a blank expression. “When I was born with white eyes to human parents, they lost their minds. They spent years. keeping me tied up and calling in every exorcist

for my kind long enough to hire other witches to try and turn me into a human. They seemed to

had, killing them in the process. Their magic now belongs to me. My parents were horrified when I got myself free. I killed them too. Killian’s father found me while