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."

just told me to do something. I need

my eyes meeting the bloodshot ones of my mate as 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

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, and she let out a

stadium grew louder as the wind whipped through the area, surrounding us in a whirlpool that

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

could smell it. Had I confused her

feel it." I whispered as I gathered her tighter in my arms, her cries growing quieter with my touch. "I

me no choice," Joselin muttered, and I growled as she launched on top of us, wrapping her arms

view. Natalie groaned in pain, her eyes lowering as the cyclone surrounding us dropped,

mate. The golden crown clattered loudly to the ground from her head as

did as they asked, my eyes never straying

healed her. Her wolf

and refused to let go as they worked, feeling the energy flowing through the limb from their magic and efforts. Joselin stayed back by 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

one hand, gripping it tightly, and the chalice in the other. I wasn't sure when she had gone back for them, but I was grateful that she

away one by one, having done all they could do. All they

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