Forty-Three: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

I was blinded by rage. I wanted blood more than I wanted my next breath.

Then I heard those words, "The queen has already placed the order. Anyone who had been in contact is being quarantined."

The Queen.

My Queen.

She had not been handed the crown yet, but she was acting every bit within her new title.

She was my queen, my woman. I would have to be dragged down to Hell before I would let anyone get their hands on her. As soon as I heard that one of my men had been threatening her, I wanted to end him. But Joselin was right. She needed him. She needed to use him to trace the magic and learn more about the curse that seemed to be infecting my people.

If I couldn't kill him myself or have him killed by my guard, I wanted to lock him up until I was free to do so. Once Joselin was done getting the information she needed, he would die by my hand.

But Natalie, my future queen, had already placed the order for any potentially infected person to be held in quarantine until they were able to be cleared. She was wise, and I felt a small amount of weight ease off my shoulders as I ran back to the castle, back to my mate.

She would make a capable and excellent queen. With a little training, she would excel at her new role. I was proud to have her by my side, but once Joselin vanished at the gate to return to her tower, I was driven by the desperate and primal need to confirm for myself that my mate was safe.

Multiple men stood guard in the hallway as I reached my bedroom door, and I lowered my eyebrows in confusion before deciding not to add additional delay in seeing my woman. I would just ask her directly.

distance as I entered the room. Her empty eyes blinked once at me before the recognition flashed over her face, and she

halfway, but she stopped, lifting her hands and staring at me

her head as she moved around the armchair to my right, keeping a lot of space between us as she examined me. I did not know what she

location. It had to be through contact." Her small

had that focused expression. Her eyes narrowed, and her lips slightly pursed. I

been infected, I pictured the small stream of blood that I had watched fall from Heath's mouth and onto

the healers were immune to diseases having to handle the blood, but they were not immune to curses. They just had a higher resistance to them. How many of my men had been infected? How many of the last healers on Earth were going to be tainted by the dark

think alike, Little One." The words came out in a purr. With my enhanced Lycan vision, I watched as her pupils dilated. She loved it when I called her Little One. She may have

her more attractive with every

wants me dead." Natalie continued to move around me, stopping when she was between me and the door. I

of her being threatened or possibly injured. Had Heath touched her, grabbed her...harmed

home infected too since you went back to the road, but I don't feel it... the darkness." Her hands relaxed at her sides as she whispered the

She cared.

I said as I

She was curious.

allowing me to approach her. My hand, a mixture of human and beast, lifted. My fingertips ran down her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. "You handled it the exact same way

mouth shut, nodding

Girl," I purred. 'You will

sides. Her desire tickled my nose, and I took a greedy inhale of her

Good Girl.

enjoyed praise. I would have to make a

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