Twenty-Eight: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

All of the work the masseuse had put in was pointless as I felt myself tense back up. I cleared my throat, resisting the urge to pull the slices of cucumber from my eyes and look over at her.

“Not very much,” I answered, embarrassed to admit that he hadn’t told me anything about them. I had to find out for myself that his mother was even still alive. At this point, I doubted he would willingly offer any information to me if I asked.

We were still at the ‘tell me your favorite color’ stage even though we had already slept together.

“They didn’t have the best relationship,” Chanlies started, but the hardness of her voice took me aback. Her bubbly and excited tone was gone, and in its place was a darkness that I hadn’t expected.

I wanted to stop her and tell her that Killian would tell me about it in his own time, but I also really wanted to know. Maybe it would help me to understand Killian better.

given up on finding his fated. He selected my mother as a breeder. She was the strongest female warrior of her pack, and even without the mate bond, he was completely taken by her.” She took a deep breath, and I listened carefully as

a difficult story for her to tell, and I didn’t want to

make her happy. He gave her everything she could

happened for the king to be dead and his chosen to be in a coma. Killian had spared no *when it came to me,

he adored her. He loved her with everything he had. She wanted an island, and he gave it to her. She wanted a private jet. She got five.” Charlie paused, and I heard her moving, but I refused to look at her. When she spoke again, her voice sounded more direct, and I knew that she was now facing me instead of laying on the table. “I’m sure you know that the mark of a chosen mate is weaker than the bond of a fated mate. When she found her fated mate, she

reason. The people would have had a field day with that kind of gossip, and the royal family. would have lost a lot of respect. Charlie looked away from me as I sat up, mimicking her position on the edge of my table with my legs hanging over

I reached over and grabbed her hand on

other people were around, they acted like the perfect

little. Killian was there for all of it though. He watched as

my father joined us, you could see the way that what remained of his soul

went absolutely mad and shifted into his beast before taking off out of the castle. My mother chased after him, begging and pleading for him to listen to her, but he was having no part in it. He killed my mother’s fated right in front

queen’s mate had died, and I had just assumed she was talking about the king. I could see why Killian would have a hard time

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255