The Beast And The Blessed

Thirty-Two: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

Even when I had watched him murder one of my pack members, I had never heard him sound so angry. It put the fear of the Goddess right into me.

“No,” Killian growled out, and I turned to glare at him and his glowing red eyes. He had no right to tell me what to do or where I would sleep. I needed a break. I needed time to myself to get my thoughts together before I went back to being pushed around. “Things were better. I’ve been trying to make things better.”

The short animalistic way he spoke shocked me, and I stared at him blankly. It was as if his beast was speaking for him.

He looked more hurt than ever before, and I felt a pain in my chest as I realized that I was the one hurting him this time.

A push against my back forced me to take a step toward Killian, and I turned to smack Tobias’s giant hand away from me. Tobias dropped his arm back to his side quickly, but held his gaze on the wall in front of him, refusing to make eye contact with me as I glared at him.

The traitor.

“I really don’t want to fight anymore, Killian,” I said softly, my shoulders falling as I held my bundle of clothes closer to my chest.

I narrowed my eyes as I saw Joselin move behind him, and he caught me glancing over his shoulder at her. Why was he allowing her to still

growl of frustration before looping his arm around

He demanded as he looked past me to Joselin. I hated having my back to her, especially when she was casting magic. I didn’t trust her. At this point, I didn’t trust

or hear anything, but I knew she had done what he asked when he relaxed

scoffed as my cheeks finished drying, and my anger came back tenfold. Did his father lock Killian’s mother in a

we are going to talk like adults about this, and then if you choose to still leave, I will allow you to sleep in another room.” He said, holding me tightly to his chest as if

instantly moved a few steps back until she was in my line of sight. The loss of his touch and his warmth helped me to think clearly again, and I turned to glare at Joselin as she sat back on the arm of the couch with confidence. Her ghostly complexion made me want to cut her skin to see if she even could bleed

body and mind responded before I had time to even consider resisting. “What will it take for me to convince you that

that if the three of us were in here under different circumstances, it would be Josie and Little

together, but you abandon me to go be with her?” My hands were shaking as I tightened my hold on my clothes, refusing to release them as I needed something to

be with her!” He argued back before taking a calming breath

what I could only

were the chances of me being able to shift because of it? Slim to none, if I had to guess. Would it do to me what it had done

been tossed around my head for the past couple of days, wondering if the mark would trigger my shift and whether it was worth it. The more I considered