Seventy-Three: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

Killian leaned over, grabbing my hand as I stared in horror at our pack. They were laughing and talking loudly as they dug into the first course. Drinks were flowing as they celebrated. The noise was deafening, and I heard a high pitch ringing in my ears.

But there was something alarming about the air in the room. It wasn't as dark as it had been in the infirmary, but I felt ill just being here.

I didn't want to offend the men who had risked their lives for me by staring with distrust, and I looked up at Killian as he gazed at me with confusion. "You don't feel it?" I asked.

Killian looked at me for a moment longer before turning and slowly examining the room. He shook his head as he looked back at me, and I turned away from him to meet Joselin's curious stare and Rona's annoyed one.

’You feel it, don't you?"

Both witches shook their heads, and I sank back into my chair.

"It's not right. Something is not right.’

The food in front of me looked delicious, but my appetite disappeared as I watched the pack dig in. The others may not have sensed it, but I did and trusted my gut.

I could not enjoy the evening when I knew something bigger was happening here. Something evil.

was eating,

They were watching...waiting. They trusted me and my instincts as

each person for something to be amiss, but everything

a knot. The air felt thicker, and I struggled

Don't worry. Nothing will happen

attempt to calm me, but I also wanted to scream to the pack

want to ruin their celebration because I was scared. Killian

I knew he was trying to calm me, but from how his eyes turned black and glazed over, he was contacting someone else through the

unease, and a few of the pack members stood as they continued their conversations. But I knew they were

turn, and I couldn't imagine holding anything

want to look at

lifted his glass to me before downing the drink. The

feel the air growing darker and thicker, the room dimming slightly as I looked away from the warrior who had risked

here. It's too dark!" My hand grabbed Killian's forearm as I looked up at him with wide eyes, my nails breaking through his skin. "We have to do

began to turn as my panic was noticed. I looked around the room, positive that my fear was evident. Several people stopped

placing his napkin on the plate of food in front of him. Heath's mate smiled up at him lovingly as he leaned down

back, allowing it to topple over loudly as I stood. I tried to find my magic as I

scream made the dining hall fall silent, and Tobias jumped out of his

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