Sixty-Three: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

The dining room was swarming with people, even though the sun had just barely started to hit the tree tops. It seemed everyone wanted to see me or talk to me.

It made me really uncomfortable, but it was something I would have to get used to. Every bite I took made me feel judged as I would meet another stranger’s stare.

I felt like a zoo animal.

Killian was settling a few things before we could leave, and I had figured eating here would be better than eating alone in the private dining room.

I was wrong.

Eating in front of everyone was like putting myself in a window display and praying to the Goddess that no one would stop to look.

They all did, and my stomach turned as it fought to keep the food down in my state of high anxiety.

’Your majesty," A deep and familiar voice called out from my side, and I turned to see Damien. Relief filled me, and I quickly swallowed my bite and gestured for him to join me, aware of the eyes and whispers on me and the bear-shifter.

’Damien! I am so glad that you chose to stay here! How are you?" I asked as he took the chair to my left, leaving the seat to my right open for my mate, should he join us.

see the disgust in how

a beautiful castle should have been an exciting experience. Instead, he looked like it was an inconvenience, and I knew he wanted to go back

me to my food pointedly. It was something I hadn't realized he was doing until Killian had hinted at the difference in treatment from Damien toward my

took a bite, watching as he then dug into his food. "Why do you

of food as he

for me to eat before you would touch your food, but you didn't wait for Killian. Why is that?" I placed my fork down on my plate and narrowed my

said simply. But I shook my

the one you should have been following." I felt someone walk up, and I turned

feel compelled to submit. He is our king, but your aura is stronger. For you wolves, I would assume it would be similar to

would he feel compelled to submit

over and kissed her cheek before whispering something in her ear that made her turn

entered, walking with purpose as he looked from me to Damien where he held his glare. I quickly shoved the last bite of my

Damien. Today was going to be stressful enough without having my mate get into a

at Damien a moment longer before turning

was glad that I had been able to hold down what I did of my breakfast. The last thing I needed was to throw up in front of the pack. Killian looked irritated by it, but I was glad that we were

unimportant small talk. I was positive that my direct guards in the car with us were aware, but I didn't know

not, there was a lot of pressure riding on this...on

overgrown ruins and forests as we traveled through them until we reached the mountains. As soon as we arrived at the base and started to head up the off-road path, the hair on the back

that was on Nolan and Heath. It was light and airy but felt even more suffocating and deadly than anything

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