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.

where he was eating, and he glanced

his food. They were watching...waiting. They

something to be amiss, but everything looked

The air felt thicker, and I struggled to pull in a deep and calming

grabbed my hand, squeezing it as she spoke to me through the pack bond.' Don't worry. Nothing will happen here. Everyone had to cross over Joselin's casting to get here tonight, and there are guards

but I also wanted to scream to the pack that they needed to run. Only, I had

I didn't want to ruin their celebration because I was scared. Killian nodded to my plate as

safe for now." 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 pack

pack members stood as they continued their conversations. But I knew they

me made my stomach turn, and I couldn't

look at the food, let alone

oblivious to their change in demeanor, but as I met Heath's eyes, he smiled brightly and lifted his glass to me before downing

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

lips softly, and Killian tensed further. ’It's here. It's too dark!" My hand grabbed Killian's forearm as I looked up at him with wide eyes, my nails breaking

positive that my fear was evident. Several people stopped their conversation to watch me as I continued

of him. Heath's

over loudly

silent, and Tobias jumped out of his

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