The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 61

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 61

Sixty-One: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

She was mesmerizing. The way her body glowed a bright white, similar to the moon was enchanting. But that was before she started screaming, crying for the pain to stop. Before she started scratching her chest open and coughing up blood.

Was it mine or hers?

The audience had been in awe of her, just as I was. I could feel it through our pack bond how hypnotized they were by her ethereal glow. The feeling was quickly washed over by horror. Was my mate going to die in front of the world? Had it been an attack from our enemies? Was she having a reaction to my blood?

I didn’t have to call for her, Joselin transported next to Natalie, eyeing her with wonder.

“There is so much power.” She mumbled as she tilted her head to the side like a dog who had heard something unusual.

I couldn’t spare her any of my focus. I had just barely caught Natalie as she crumpled to the ground screaming in pain. “Do something!” I growled, my Lycan coming forward. I pushed down my beast, knowing that it was more urgent that I be present in this state for her.

Joselin stepped forward, but then I felt it. It was barely there, but her bones shook as if they were trying to move…to break. Her scent grew thicker, and my eyes widened as I grabbed Joselin’s wrist before she could take Natalie and me away from here.

“No.”

arm away. “You just told me to do something. I need to get you both out

she gasped, trying to

while she was in agony that she

me. I need you to try to feel your wolf. Find her. Let her in.” I knew she wanted to listen. She wanted to shift. But her body was working against her mind, and

whirlpool that threatened to take the air

at her to see she was staring down at Natalie still. “She won’t… she needs

eyes narrowed as I looked back down at my mate. She was a wolf. I could smell it. Had I confused her body with my blood, with my strength and

I gathered her tighter in my arms, her cries growing quieter with my touch.

launched on top of us, wrapping her arms

in pain, her eyes lowering as the cyclone surrounding us dropped, and a

and I forced my arms open and let her see my mate. The golden crown clattered loudly to the ground from her head as the healers surrounded us, each of them

activity as they gently guided me to rise from my knees and take my mate to a bed. I did as they asked, my eyes never straying from my mate’s as hers remained closed. Her body had given up, or

healed her. Her wolf would have

bed. I gripped her hand and refused to let go as they worked, feeling the energy flowing through the limb from their magic and efforts. Joselin stayed back by the door, for which I was grateful. While she had done the right thing, there were already too many people around my mate. It

hand, gripping it tightly, and the chalice in the other. I wasn’t

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