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.

was eating, and

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

for something to be amiss, but everything

in a knot. The air felt thicker, and I struggled to pull

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

her attempt to calm me, but I also wanted to

to be having, and I didn't want to ruin their celebration because I was scared. Killian nodded to my plate as he rubbed

something, my love. We are 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

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

stomach turn, and I couldn't imagine

want to look at the food,

the room seemed oblivious to their change in demeanor, but as I met Heath's eyes, he smiled brightly and lifted his

feel the air growing darker and thicker, the room dimming slightly as I looked away from the

The word spilled 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 eyes, my nails breaking through his skin. "We have to

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

at 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 leaned down and pressed

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 the steak knife from next

the dining hall fall silent,

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