The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 53

Fifty-Three: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

For once in my life, I felt at peace. The world around me was on fire, and I could see the sinkhole opening in the distance, ready to take us all down with it.

But I was happy.

Even more so because I could feel her happiness. I knew I had work to do, but thinking about being stuck behind my desk all day had me feeling claustrophobic. Naturally, I loved being outside in the freedom, but today I desperately needed it. I felt like an over-excited puppy locked in a cage.

After checking in on the training field on the castle grounds for the royal guards, I made my way down to the city. Several personal guards were nearby, following me discretely. Yet, even that didn’t bother me.

I normally had one or two, but the excess was due to the recent vampire attacks. I could handle myself, but I knew the head of my guard detail was just being cautious. It was better to be safe than sorry.

and plants surrounding and climbing up the buildings were thriving. I adored my people and my kingdom,

hair of my little sister made my smile fall, and I internally groaned as our eyes met. I was not prepared to have

stop a short distance away, her fingers fidgeting with the end of

by it. She did seem

with incredulity, as if I had offended her. “I do not need them. I can

be stubborn.” I argued, but she rolled her eyes before falling silent and

she had to say was going to frustrate me… as it always seemed to do. I loved her more than anything in the world, besides Natalie, and I would never trade my sister for

little. I would love

as her

on my

Was it when I had my hand around his throat or when I deemed him not to be a worthy threat and chose to return back to my mate instead

To a

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