The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 99

Ninety-Nine: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

Natalie stood in the hallway that led to my office, staring at the glass mural for over an hour before George alerted me.

I knew Tobias never would have told me. He had an extreme loyalty to Natalie that I was impressed with, but I wanted to know things like this.

How would I know if Natalie was not okay if they hid things like this from me? All I felt from her since the battle was numbness. It was almost draining to have that constant feeling in the back of my head, but I was determined to continue to support and love her for as long as she would let me.

“Were you coming to see me?’ I asked softly as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

Her skin was cold, and I held her tightly to my body to share my warmth. Natalie sighed softly as she let her body fall back against mine.

“Yes, but I got distracted.”

I bit back a chuckle at her admission, pressing my face into her hair.

abused Her gift for personal gain?” Natalie was staring at the final image

ability to shift into that state was indeed a gift. We were stronger, faster, and more capable than those stuck on four paws. “I think She is proud of you. She wouldn’t have given you the ability if she didn’t want it to happen. Everything happens for

my mind that She could have stopped it from happening if

an understanding nod, but I didn’t for a second believe it was agreement. The feeling of numbness was still concerning, and I held her to me for another moment before pulling her back to my office. Everything she had felt from the war a few days ago had been locked inside her, and I didn’t know how to

had shut herself off from

to be. She would have to accept what happened, and I would be there

me, and Natalie pulled away to stand with her back to the

back in

the world, my love. I’m in no rush. Is that what you have been worried

I moved to stand in front of my seat behind my desk. Her shoulders fell when I moved to have something between

is a good time until I can get myself under control.” She pushed off the bookshelf and walked behind one of the visitor’s chairs, placing her hands on it. The backrest molded to

Control?

perfect image of control since we got back. I hadn’t even seen her react when we buried our lost and sent them back

had been expressionless, emotionless…

you feel like you are

started to crumble as water lined her lids. This was it. This was what I had been waiting for

and killed so many….’ Natalie let out a bitter laugh as the first tears rolled down her cheeks. “But I didn’t even feel it happen. She insisted that I let go, and I don’t even know how I did what I did. What if it happens again?

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