The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 73

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.

eating, and he glanced from me to

his food. They were watching...waiting. They trusted me and

something to be

whispered again, as my stomach tied in a knot. The air felt thicker, and I struggled to pull

spoke to me through the pack bond.' Don't worry. Nothing will happen here. Everyone had to cross

to calm me, but I also wanted to scream

and I didn't want to ruin their celebration because I was scared.

I knew he was trying to calm me, but from

guards shifted with unease, and a few of the pack members stood as they continued their conversations. But

food before me made my stomach turn, and I couldn't imagine holding

look at the food, let

his glass to me before downing the

room dimming slightly as I

grabbed Killian's forearm as I looked up at him with wide eyes,

room, positive that my fear was evident. Several people stopped their conversation to

something Nolan said, and the man stood from his seat, placing his napkin on the plate of food in front of him. Heath's mate smiled up at him lovingly as he

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 this morning, but there was no time as Heath grabbed

dining hall fall silent, and Tobias

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