Fifty-Nine: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

I was alone, mostly naked, and terrified.

My team had given me a run-through of what to expect and what was expected of me over the past two days. But the moment was finally here, and I felt in no way prepared for what was about to happen.

They had turned me into an entirely different woman. I had an idea of what I walking into from the loud sounds of the crowd breaking through the walls into my small room, but I had yet to see it for myself. From the sound of it, there had to be thousands present.

Before I had been ushered into my dressing room, there had been creatures of all kinds running around. They wanted to be witnesses to the ceremony and were helping to set it up. I was positive that I had even caught a glimpse of a sprite for a moment, dipping itself into someone's water bottle before it disappeared, no doubt ready to wreak havoc on an unsuspecting victim.

I just hoped it wasn't me.

There were humans running soundboards and cameras, looking terrified whenever another species got too close. The Lycans had been standing guard, and it helped to keep anyone from seeing me as I was discretely taken to my staging area. But they were also on high alert. With so many people in one place, it was the prime opportunity for a big attack from the vampires and witches.

It took hours for my team to prepare me and decide I was ready. When they left me, the lights in the room dimmed, and I was left to my thoughts as I waited by the double door, preparing for my first worldwide debut.

Anyone who wanted to was about to witness my very intimate bonding ceremony, which would then be followed by my coronation as the Queen Consort.

take everything in me not to cum in front of the entire world.

I was to present to my mate for my coronation. I

short, and panicked laugh that escaped me before I could stop it. I

or words of reassurance? No good

soft instrumental music from a live orchestra reached my ears. The ground before me was dirt, and as my bare feet stepped onto it for the first time, it reminded

chamber, the loud sound of our people rising to their feet made my heart

large stadium audience in the moonlight, but

walkway, waiting in the center of the arena in a

how humans felt when they

private under the moon, but it was an old tradition that seemed to

apart, one hand locked on the

my insecurities

see him, and only

adjust to the night. The candles mixed with the moon, gave just enough illumination for me to see the bright smile on his face and warmed my heart as he held his hand out to

mate," Killian said softly, but the crowd

smiled as I whispered a low, "Thank

hand, looking up to the moon before walking me the last few steps to the altar. I lifted the chalice as I had

offering, his voice projecting through the stands, and I knew there had to have been a microphone somewhere to pick up the audio clearly

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