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, and he glanced from me to Killian, who had

They were watching...waiting. They trusted

person for something to be amiss, but everything looked

my stomach tied in a knot. The air felt thicker, and I struggled to pull in a deep and calming

worry. Nothing will happen here. Everyone had to cross over Joselin's casting to get here tonight, and there

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

want to ruin their celebration because I was scared.

but from how his eyes turned black and glazed over, he was contacting someone else through the pack

pack members stood

I couldn't imagine holding anything

want to look at the food, let

in demeanor, but as I met Heath's eyes, he smiled brightly and lifted his glass to me before downing the drink. The way he held my gaze as he

slightly as I

from my 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

looked around the room, positive that my fear was

the plate of food in front of him. Heath's mate smiled up at him lovingly as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple before looking back and

before looking to Tobias, who was waiting for my order only a table away, begging him to intervene. Several guards stepped forward as I shoved my chair back, allowing it to topple over loudly as I stood. I tried to find my magic as I had done when I faced Rona

fall silent, and Tobias jumped out

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