The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 73

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 73

Seventy-Three: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

Killian leaned over, grabbing my hand as I stared in horror at our pack. They were laughing and talking loudly as they dug into the first course. Drinks were flowing as they celebrated. The noise was deafening, and I heard a high pitch ringing in my ears.

But there was something alarming about the air in the room. It wasn’t as dark as it had been in the infirmary, but I felt ill just being here.

I didn’t want to offend the men who had risked their lives for me by staring with distrust, and I looked up at Killian as he gazed at me with confusion. “You don’t feel it?” I asked.

Killian looked at me for a moment longer before turning and slowly examining the room. He shook his head as he looked back at me, and I turned away from him to meet Joselin’s curious stare and Rona’s annoyed one.

’You feel it, don’t you?”

Both witches shook their heads, and I sank back into my chair.

“It’s not right. Something is not right.’

The food in front of me looked delicious, but my appetite disappeared as I watched the pack dig in. The others may not have sensed it, but I did and trusted my gut.

I knew something bigger

me from where he was eating, and he glanced from me to Killian,

his food. They were watching…waiting. They trusted me and my

each person for something to be

in a knot. The air

my hand, squeezing it as she spoke to me through the pack bond.’ Don’t worry. Nothing will happen here. Everyone had to cross over Joselin’s

forced a smile at her attempt to calm me, but I also wanted to scream to the

else seemed to be having, and I didn’t want to ruin their

to calm me, but from how his eyes turned black and glazed over, he was contacting someone else

shifted with unease, and a few of the pack members stood as they continued their conversations. But I

before me made my stomach turn, and I couldn’t imagine holding anything down

want to look at the food, let alone eat

their change in demeanor, but as I met Heath’s eyes, he smiled brightly and lifted his glass to me before downing the

darker and thicker, the room dimming slightly as I looked away from the warrior who had risked his life

here. It’s too dark!” My hand grabbed Killian’s forearm as I looked up at him

that my fear was evident. Several people stopped

food in front of him. Heath’s mate smiled up at him lovingly

it to topple over loudly as I stood. I

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