The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 87

Eighty-Seven: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

Charlie shifted before me, her wolf significantly smaller than mine but just as eager to draw blood. It seemed that was a family trait.

Craving blood…the kill.

I would have been excited about the challenge if she weren’t my sister. But this was Charlie. My Charlie. I had protected her all her life and cared for her. But she never grew up. She never listened, and now her insubordination would be her downfall.

I felt my anger start to bubble up. After everything I taught her and everything I had supported her through…

I had always pushed back my feelings on the situation and supported her. Yet, she couldn’t give two shits about anyone other than herself. She was rotten and had been corrupted. I could see it now. She was bad. She was evil. 4

Natalie had been right, I had let Charlie get away with far too much, and it needed to stop now.

My vision turned red with rage as the thoughts tumbled through my head quickly. At first, I was just going to fight her until she submitted. I hadn’t wanted her to die.

Now it was all I could think about, like a record player on repeat in my mind telling me to end her. I would kill Charlie, win my mate back, and end this madness.

Charlie deserved to die. i

It was such a sudden shift that it almost made me pause. I had never wanted to kill her before. Out of all the people who needed to die, Charlie had never even crossed my mind. Before Natalie, Charlie was the only one I would be willing to die for. Now the tables had turned, and I had to push down the small feeling in the back of my mind telling me this was wrong.

‘Killian, this is ridiculous! This is not what I wanted! I was going to punish her, not kill her!’ Natalie yelled at me through the pack link, and I glanced over at her adorable face, red with anger. ‘What the hell is wrong with you two today?’

know, but I can’t

littered with small silver lines of fur from her scars and battle wounds she had earned over the years that she had been hiding

just to come home and shit on everything I had done for our people. Then she had the nerve

before and fueling me on. It was so strong that my stomach rolled, and my mouth began to water excitedly at the idea of

anger driving her forward as she growled

side. The taste of her blood made my beast purr in happiness as she bucked free and turned with her

and princess fighting to the death.

ends now.’ I snapped jumping between Charlie and Natalie

a flurry of snapping jaws and razor-sharp claws as we bit and ripped into each other’s flesh, desperate to be the first to make a

I locked my jaw around the back of

cried out over the crowd.

Charlie ripped

crazy!” Natalie’s whisper was faint, but it

as my body was forcefully pulled back to the crowd’s edge. My people moved back, eager to escape me as I fought against the magic, willing

the way, and I fought harder to get free, so I could slice her throat

beast calmed at seeing my mate moving to stand between us, looking furious. I scanned her over appreciatively. She was

before I heard Charlie let out a growl that brought my attention back to her like a magnet, my need for her to die hitting me again full

against Natalie’s

good fight. She moved to stand beside Natalie with her back to Charlie and her palms

ground as I fought for freedom. The challenge had been accepted, and

to my mate as a trophy, an offering

rose with unease as my beast gave in as well and immediately sat like a pet waiting for a fucking treat. It was humiliating, and for a brief moment, I wanted Natalie’s blood for treating me this way in front of my

anger drain from my body. Natalie was right. I knew these feelings were crazy and

the past few hours, I had felt every emotion possible. I loved Natalie, despised her, hated her, craved her, and now wanted her dead.