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 to

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

each person for something to be amiss, but everything looked

The air felt

as she spoke to me through the pack bond.' Don't worry. Nothing will

calm me, but I also wanted to scream to the

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 to my plate as he rubbed my knee

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

few of the pack members stood as they continued their conversations. But

my stomach turn, and I couldn't imagine holding

at the food, let alone eat

their change 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

the room dimming slightly as I

hand grabbed Killian's forearm as I looked

turn as my panic was noticed. I looked around the room, positive that my fear was evident.

in front of him. Heath's mate smiled up at him lovingly as he leaned

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

fall silent, and Tobias jumped

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