The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 61

Sixty-One: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

She was mesmerizing. The way her body glowed a bright white, similar to the moon was enchanting. But that was before she started screaming, crying for the pain to stop. Before she started scratching her chest open and coughing up blood.

Was it mine or hers?

The audience had been in awe of her, just as I was. I could feel it through our pack bond how hypnotized they were by her ethereal glow. The feeling was quickly washed over by horror. Was my mate going to die in front of the world? Had it been an attack from our enemies? Was she having a reaction to my blood?

I didn't have to call for her, Joselin transported next to Natalie, eyeing her with wonder.

"There is so much power." She mumbled as she tilted her head to the side like a dog who had heard something unusual.

I couldn't spare her any of my focus. I had just barely caught Natalie as she crumpled to the ground screaming in pain. "Do something!” I growled, my Lycan coming forward. I pushed down my beast, knowing that it was more urgent that I be present in this state for her.

Joselin stepped forward, but then I felt it. It was barely there, but her bones shook as if they were trying to move...to break. Her scent grew thicker, and my eyes widened as I grabbed Joselin's wrist before she could take Natalie and me away from here.

"No."

to do something. I need

she gasped, trying to take in air but unable to. "She

and I knew while she was in agony that she was excited. She had been waiting to shift for years

this hurts, but I need you to listen to me. I need you to try to feel your wolf. Find her. Let her in." I knew she wanted to listen. She wanted to shift. But her body was working against her mind,

the wind whipped through the area, surrounding us in a whirlpool that threatened to take the air right out of our lungs at a

staring down at Natalie still. "She won't... she needs to

down at my mate. She was a wolf. I could smell it. Had I confused her body with my blood, with my strength and power? Was

tighter in my arms, her cries growing quieter with my touch. "I can feel it. Stay with

and I growled as she launched on top of us, wrapping her arms around

continued to swirl around us until the room stopped spinning, and the infirmary flickered into view. Natalie groaned in pain, her eyes lowering as the cyclone surrounding us dropped, and a wall of dirt and crushed flowers coated

golden crown clattered loudly to the ground from her head

mate to a bed. I did as

her. Her wolf would have

the door, for which I was grateful. While she had done the right thing, there were already too many people around my mate. It had me on edge, and I was glad that she wasn't pushing to be

held the dagger in one hand, gripping it tightly, and the chalice in the other. I wasn't sure when she had gone

having done all they could do. All they need now was for her to

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