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

its teeth into Heath’s neck. The scream he let out

toe on something before regaining my footing and looking to the side to see a hand. The tanned 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 ground. His eyes were open

Jake.

began to lighten, seeing the piles of bodies surrounding me. This wasn’t how it was supposed

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

lone figure was standing to my right, swaying back and forth. I didn’t need to be able to see his face to know that he was my

toward him as

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,

standing were moving toward the castle. Their black eyes passed over me as they smiled in victory when they saw Killian

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

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

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

right through him. “Killian, I’m going to get you to safety. I’m going to get

see

one knee, trying to push off it to stand. He tumbled forward a few steps before crashing to

side, trying to push my magic to him through our bond, my strength. But as he lay with mud splattered

scream came from the castle, sending a chill down my spine and goosebumps across my skin. It was

It was mine.

crashed back

gaze looked right past me as I watched him in horror. His eyes lost focus, and his body

breathing came out in short pants, and I laid down next to him as each breath seemed shallower

I’m here,” I said, placing my hand over his even though it fell right through.

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