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.

heard me from where he was eating, and he

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

person for something to be

knot. The air felt thicker, and I struggled to

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

attempt to calm me, but I also wanted to scream to

didn't want to ruin their celebration

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

pack members stood as they continued their conversations. But I knew they were

and I couldn't imagine

look at the food,

he smiled brightly and lifted his glass to me before downing the

growing darker and thicker, the room dimming slightly as

no." 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

around the room, positive that my fear

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

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

scream made the dining hall fall silent, and

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