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.

where he was eating, and he glanced from me

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

inspected each person for something

in a knot. The air felt thicker, and I

across her brother and 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

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

a gut feeling, one that no one else seemed to be having, and I didn't want to ruin their celebration because I was scared. Killian nodded

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

a few of the pack members stood

turn, and I couldn't imagine holding anything down until the darkness

didn't want to look at the food, let

I met Heath's eyes, he smiled brightly and lifted his glass to me before

the air growing darker and thicker, the room dimming slightly as

spilled from my lips softly, and Killian tensed further. ’It's here. It's too dark!" My hand grabbed

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

from his seat, placing his napkin on the plate of food in front of him. Heath's mate smiled

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 this morning,

made the dining hall fall silent, and Tobias jumped out

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