Fifteen: Natalie

Natalie’s p.o.v.

I had never woken up to Killian being in bed with me before. He had always been an early riser. He would come to bed late at night and be gone before I opened my eyes.

This morning was different. Maybe it was because he didn't get any sleep the night before, or maybe it was because he knew I was still mad at him. But as I woke up with my head on his bare chest, his hand started running up and down my spine.

I turned my head, placing my chin against his peck as I looked up at him. He refused to meet my stare and instead, kept his gaze on the ceiling. I smiled with my lips pressed together to save him from my morning breath as I scanned over his features.

The way his eyes and jaw were relaxed made me happy, and my cheek slid across his chest as I turned back and closed my eyes again. I wasn't going to fall back asleep. I just wanted to enjoy this moment of peace before things went back to normal, with him hating my existence and me feeling so alone in the crowded castle.

The silence didn't last long as Joselin's familiar knock sounded through the room. Killian tensed beneath me, and my arm instinctively wrapped a little tighter around his waist. He was the king. If he wanted to stay here with me, he had the power to tell her to go away.

I held my breath as I felt his hand stop moving, and I tried not to vocalize my disappointment as he sat up, forcing me to lift myself off his chest.

Within a minute, he was dressed and out of the room, leaving the door open and Joselin standing in the opening as he brushed by her. He didn't say a single word to me before he left, but it was his actions last night and this morning that made me feel like I was on top of the world. 1

as she entered the room and made her way to the

laughed to myself as she tossed some workout clothes at me. "In his

think he

got him to apologize?" Her head turned as she noticed all the

the mattress. She didn't need to know that we hadn't done anything. Even if we had, it was none of

as I pulled the blanket back and got out

and placing them back in their proper place at the

put in an effort. Even if it was as small as just staying in bed with me this morning, it was a step in the right direction. I

I felt stronger than before. When he entered the room an hour later, everyone seemed to stop what they were doing. His presence commanded the entire pack without a single word, and it wasn't until he sat off

with embarrassment. The way his eyes burned into me,

part of my mind that had me feeling the same way I did the night of my

every bit of my energy into my sparring session. Each time I glanced up, his eyes were still on

him to see me kick ass. If he could just see for himself that I was already stronger than when I got here, then maybe it would help to win him over. Maybe then he would be able to

cheer I let out was unintentional. The room went silent, and my arms dropped as I spun around to see if Killian had witnessed my first victory against the witch. My eyes landed on his

side. "He couldn't take his eyes off you the entire time he was in

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