The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 95

Ninety-Five: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

Killian was already standing in his Lycan form. His back was to me as he scanned the area.

A few of our pack members screamed and yelped in pain as they tossed their bodies into the dirt, trying their hardest to extinguish the fire. It was short lasting, but I knew they would have some serious injuries for a while.

I couldn’t feel Killian in our bond. He had shut himself off but stayed close to me as I jumped to my feet and waited. The heat from the flames warmed my chilled fur, and I shuddered.

I had trained to fight but had no idea what to do when we couldn’t see our enemies.

‘They are still in the mountains. That was a warning shot.’ A gravelly, deep unfamiliar voice stated, and I turned to look as Tobias stepped closer.

Thomas and George were on my other side, and I knew the sound of their voices. It hadn’t been either of them.

It was Tobias.

The smell of burnt fur made my nose wrinkle, and I glanced around Killian as the last of the injured hobbled their way back toward the healers. Only one body remained limp on the dirt with smoke coming from them, and a group of humans sprinted through the crowd with a stretcher to grab him.

The pack was alert, all on their feet, shifting every few seconds as they waited for their orders. But they remained silent.

I examined the area for the first time since waking and found that the sun had barely started rising. The glow of light on the treetops would work to our advantage. Vampires were fine in the sunlight as long as they had fed. Even if they didn’t, they could still be in the sun. They would just burn quickly from the vitamin deficiency their diet caused.

From a distance, yelling could be heard, sending a shiver down my spine.

from several hundreds of bodies was something I

find our enemy. Instead, we marched together at a steady pace forward. I

pressed in to surround their king. The animalistic sounds coming from

excited them that they would spill it

the man from

his head

to spare me glances. It wasn’t lost on me that several

that the stranger with the same color hair and eyes as me knew my mother. He knew her white fur and cared for her. He wanted to protect her. He had

the base of the mountain. It wouldn’t be able to house both armies. There would still be fighting within the trees, but it provided us with an opening large enough to see the wall of angry vampires on the

these years, breeding and turning more into their kind until

slightest falter in his voice when not one but two women stepped forward

her anywhere, but the crown decorated with blood -red rubies took my breath away. They had to have dug up Killian’s father to get the crown, and seeing it sitting on Lillian’s

a tall yet paunchy woman with pin-straight blonde hair and a glare that could kill on its own.

had yet to shift and held a long sword that dripped with

up into the sky to hide from the bloodshed that was about to be unleashed. ’ You Lycans have poisoned our world! You think you are a gift from the Goddess, but you are just a group of cursed dogs! You steal and pillage, raping breeders, trapping them as prisoners to sire your lines. Only for them to produce more of your evil, disgusting kind. You think you have the right to decide who lives and dies, but not

rule, or blood will be

part behind her. The sound of chains rattling reached me before I could

as they were dragged to the front and forced to their knees next to Lillian.

half of my mother’s face had been smashed. The crimson liquid matted her hair against her

you,” Lillian called out as Agatha slumped forward, only

sun glinted off the metal of a blade. Talia moved around Lillian to stand behind my mother as she held her

waiting for the order to end my mother’s life. I wasn’t even

but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Talia as she lifted the dagger

forward, dodging Tobias and ducking under Killian’s arm