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 Killian,

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

something to be

in a knot. The

Nothing will happen here. Everyone had

a smile at her attempt to calm me, but I also wanted to scream to the pack that they needed to run. Only, I

seemed to be having, and I didn't want to ruin their celebration

calm me, but from how his eyes turned black and glazed over, he was

of the pack members stood as they continued their conversations. But I knew they were on alert

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

to look at the

oblivious to 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

dimming slightly as I looked away

grabbed Killian's forearm as I looked up at him with wide eyes, my nails breaking through his

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

Heath's mate smiled up at him lovingly as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple before looking back

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

scream made the dining hall fall silent, and Tobias jumped

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