The Beast And The Blessed

Sixty-Two: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

Loud talking disrupted my sleep, and I fought the urge to yell at them to shut up. But I was distracted by the sparks shooting through my hand. I knew right away that it was Killian. I had felt them before but never this extreme. Was this how he felt our bond? Was it because of the ceremony when I drank his blood, or was it because I had finally shifted and my wolf was present?

It felt as if I had drunk too much alcohol and had blacked out. I had no memory of last night beyond the first stabbing of pain once I had been crowned the queen.

"Did I do it?" I mumbled in my sleep-infused and groggy voice. The talking stopped, and the sparks danced over my cheeks as Killian cupped my face.

"You're awake. Thank the Goddess, you're awake!" He pressed a firm kiss down on my lips before pulling back and kissing my nose and cheeks in a flurry of happiness. I giggled as I forced my eyes open. His beautiful hazel eyes stared back at me with joy.

"What did she look like?" I wondered, the smile growing larger as I tried to feel in my mind for my wolf.

Killian pulled back, and the room fell silent.

It was then that I realized I was not in our room. The overhead florescent lights were harsh, and I glanced around the rows of empty beds and the healers who were watching me with sad smiles. My head fell back against the pillow as my hope was crushed.

"No. No. No. No." The repeated whisper had Killian pulling back slightly, rubbing his hands back over my hair as if he were smoothing it down.

were the final crack in the damn, and a

ears as I dug harder in my mind to find any trace or proof of

in a human body forever. I would never be strong

my system. She was toying with me. She was punishing me for something I wasn't even aware I had done. Was it this

She gave me a mate and a crown, but she would be taking that away too when I failed to save my mate. I would be a human among a field of supernatural creatures. Even if I did save Killian, there

be dead. The poison would be

didn't need to see how I had let him down too. He deserved a strong queen, and I would do my best to give him that. But I also needed a moment to embrace my emotions before I pushed them back down and

used his thumbs to wipe away the tear tracks

the glee my old pack must have been feeling as they watched me fail to shift once again. I would prove them all wrong

become stronger in my current

she approached. "We haven't

Joselin unamused. Normally, I found the way she interacted with people to be entertaining, but I really just wanted to punch her right now. "Do tell then. What's the plan? You want to take my blood and run tests on it? Then what? If Killian's blood and mark

amusing. We should be on our honeymoon of sorts right now, locked in our bedroom and ravishing each other until the real world forced us to return to it. Instead, I was the

soon as you are feeling better. I think it will be good for you." His explanation only left me with even more questions, and I waited patiently for him to elaborate. Instead, his eyes moved up to the male healer, and the unfamiliar man nodded once before making himself scarce. It was only

one side dominate the other, and the weaker side

Killian

forward yet. The Sanctum of Light is a very powerful place, some believe it is a direct connection with the Goddess, it may help the stronger side to rise up." I nodded in understanding, but I didn't fully agree