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."

her arm away. "You just told me to do something. I need to get you

my head, my eyes meeting the bloodshot ones of my mate as she gasped, trying to take in air but unable to. "She is trying to shift.

my words, and I knew while she was in agony that she

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.

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

at Natalie still. "She won't... she needs to get to the infirmary. There is

narrowed as I looked back down at my mate. She was a wolf. I could smell it. Had I confused her body

whispered as I gathered her tighter in my arms,

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

to swirl around us until the room stopped spinning, and the infirmary flickered into view. Natalie groaned in pain, her

The golden crown clattered loudly to the

bed. I did as they asked, my eyes never straying from my mate's

shift would have healed her. Her wolf would have protected

magic and efforts. Joselin stayed back by the door, for which I was grateful. While she

and the chalice in the other. I wasn't sure when she had gone

I asked around an hour later as the healers began to walk away one by one, having done all they could do. All they need now was for her to wake up. "Will she not

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