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.

me not to

the large metal doors with my hands wringing the stem of the golden chalice that I was to present to my mate for my coronation. I remained still as Joselin popped in next to me just as the crowd fell

short, and panicked laugh that escaped me before I could stop it. I stopped and pressed my lips together, and she stared at me for

of reassurance? No good luck

the 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 me of powdered

the loud sound of our people rising to their feet

see the large stadium audience in the moonlight, but it felt as if they all held

arena in a tux. Even

humans felt when they got

was an old tradition that seemed to be dying out. For the royal family, the tradition would live

shoulder-width apart, one hand locked on the opposing wrist

aisle made me forget about my insecurities at being exposed. It didn't matter that the world was

see him,

felt like I was being pulled by an invisible force. I couldn't turn away if I wanted to. My eyes began to 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

beautiful, my mate," Killian said softly, but the crowd hummed and awed

as I whispered

had wanted to say more, but Killian squeezed my hand, looking up to the moon before walking me the last few steps to the altar. I lifted the chalice as I had been instructed, holding it out in front of me as I bowed before my

warm hand brushed against mine as he accepted my offering, his voice projecting through the stands, and I knew there had to have been a microphone somewhere to pick up the audio clearly for the cameras. The metal chalice was placed at the center of the altar behind a terrifying- looking dagger, but I did my best to

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