The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 90

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 90

Ninety: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

The grass was stained red.

Bodies were strewn across the yard as the dark clouds overhead opened up, letting down a sheet of rain that limited visibility.

With each exhale, I could see my breath coming out in a thick fog, but I didn’t feel cold. My body was burning hot as I sprinted down the front steps of the castle. My breathing was rapid and panicked as my head twisted from side to side, trying to locate Killian.

He was out here. I could feel it, the anger and the pain coming from him.

He was out here, and he was hurt.

A large figure raced forward through the rain, and I squinted as I tried to see if he was a friend or foe. But he was moving too fast, and the rain was too heavy. His broad shoulders were smaller than Killian’s but were relatively close.

The dark hair made me think it was Tobias or perhaps Damien. But when he was finally close enough for me to identify him, my body froze with fear. The pitch-black eyes were locked on me as he snarled and lunged forward.

I lifted my arms to shield myself as the stranger crashed into my body, but instead of an impact, I felt a sickly chill, and he passed right through me. The sound of a struggle made me turn, and I watched as Heath fought the creature, i

My stomach turned at the sight of him. His skin was even paler than the vampires, and dark circles were under his eyes. His cheeks were sunken in, and his skin was pulled tight to the little muscle he had left.

But it was the open wound across his neck than made me queasy. I knew he was dead. Yet, he stood before me as he fought to protect me.

out as he fell to his back, barely holding the vampire back as it

the vampire was able to sink its teeth into Heath’s neck. The scream he let out

skin pulled at my heart, and my wide eyes followed it up with horror to its owner, seeing the first man I had ever cared for lying on the

Jake.

to lighten, seeing the piles of

surge of pain ripped through me, and my hand flew to my side. I looked up and away from the corpses. I would worry about the dead later. My mate was still alive, and he needed

my right, swaying back and forth. I didn’t need to be able to see his face

toward him as he stumbled

against his ribs. His other dug into the wet Earth as he held himself up. His uneven gasps for air sounded rough and painful. My hands hovered over him as I fell to my knees, joining him in the mud, scared

castle. Their black eyes passed over me as they smiled

the terror the black-eyed demons unleashed on the people. The screaming and growling were quickly cut off,

focus my powers so I could help him. I wasn’t a healer, but

gritted teeth, and my stomach dropped when I realized he wasn’t looking at me. His eyes were straight ahead, staring toward the castle that was being flooded

on his back, trying to tell him I was here, but it went right through him. “Killian, I’m going to get you to

could he not see me

stand. He tumbled forward a few steps before crashing to the ground with a loud cry

my strength. But as he lay with mud splattered over his face and his cheek against the

chill down my spine and goosebumps across my skin.

It was mine.

back into the mud after rising only a few

me as I watched him in horror. His

laid down next to him as each breath seemed shallower than

placing my hand over his even though it fell right through. “I’m

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