The Beast And The Blessed

Twenty-Two: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

Even after a cold shower, I was fuming. I wanted to give Killian an earful and make sure that he understood just how damaging last night had been to our relationship… whatever relationship we had.

I knew he wouldn’t care, but that didn’t stop me. My first stop had been his office, but when I found that empty, I tried every common room that I knew of, including the gym and the training field. Yet, he was nowhere to be found.

It was like he knew I was on a warpath, and he vanished.

Although the rational side of my brain told me that he wouldn’t be scared of me, a human. Perhaps he was trying to save me from publically embarrassing myself further after I had shamelessly thrown myself at him last night. It was bad enough that the servants would be seeing the blood on the sheets from when his claws had punctured my hips and the proof that we had not been trying for the heir that the kingdom was expecting.

When it was discovered that I wasn’t pregnant and that I didn’t bare their king’s mark, I would be seen as a failure.

I stopped in the middle of the garden, glancing around the grounds and ignoring the eyes on me. There were hundreds of people that I had seen in the past hour, but none of them belonged to my alleged mate.

I turned to Tobias, lowering my voice even though there was no one in my immediate vicinity. “He is hiding. Is he not?”

My bodyguard smirked as he stared at me, refusing to give away any information on his beloved king.

where I would find him, but I really didn’t want to be right. To have him go there after the night we had together

door. I was terrified of what I may find, even

the other side, sleeping in someone else’s bed? Would she be wrapped in his arms the same as

the door handle. This was the one place I didn’t want to find him. It was the only bedroom I had seen him

It was the woman lying in the bed that took my breath away. Her chest rose and fell slowly in time with the machine next to her. The low beeping of the monitor showing her steady heartbeat, made me freeze. I had seen portraits of her

never thought I would. She was supposed to

dark brown hair matched Killian’s, and I knew if she opened her eyes that she would have bright emerald irises staring back at me. There was no crown on her head, and she was wrapped up in a hospital gown with a blanket tucked around her. But she was just as stunning now as she was at the prime of her life when she had been chosen by

was a thickness in the air, a darkness that felt suffocating,

my shoulder, not realizing that I had been moving closer to the comatose queen. The young

healed? How long has she been like this?” I didn’t want to ask the question that was at the forefront of my mind, but I was sure it was as clear as day on

great deal with the loss of her mate. Even we cannot treat the soul.”

decades. She didn’t deserve this. She just wanted to be with her mate, but her body and soul were holding on to this

turn to the doorway, and I watched as Tobias raised his eyebrows at me before taking his place back against the wall.

eyes glanced from her and back to me. “Natalie,

used was not what I was expecting, and stared at him in surprise. After this morning, I had. been ready to yell and fight with him until I got the answers that I deserved. But he sounded defeated as

his question but also not needing to.