Seventy-Four: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

Killian had been pulled away, and I was back to being locked in our room like the helpless damsel in distress they saw me as. I was getting stronger every day. But I had a long way to go, especially with my magic.

Only a few people knew about it. I was sure that Rona would run her mouth sooner or later. The family and my immediate guards were the only ones we planned to tell about it. I had ruined that by accidentally using my magic on Rona.

Telling people was still on a need-to-know basis, and no one else needed to know for now.

They would probably have their own reservations about the matter. I feared it would become like the healers again, with people trying to capture and control me. My mother had said that she had been hunted for years. Was that to be my fate too?

Mother.

I wasn't sure how I felt about that word when talking about someone other than the woman who had raised me. But it was what and who I needed. I needed a family member, a mother, to hug, hold me close, and tell me everything would be okay.

The war in my mind between my wolf and magic was leaving me with a constant migraine, and if anyone knew how to overcome that obstacle, it would be her. She had said that I would see her again. But I didn't know when, and I didn't know for how long.

I wanted to return to visit her, but I had more important things to focus on.

My legs were crossed under me as I sat on the couch in the sitting room. George and Tobias were waiting outside, but Thomas had decided to join me inside the room. His back was against the wall, and he periodically scanned the empty room every few minutes.

His eyes would turn black as someone spoke to him through the mind link, and I grew more curious.

as the wind picked up outside, but he

worked with the archives and always said it was important to know the languages in which our past was written to educate ourselves and better our future. She knew seven languages, but I only

it to levitate, spill, or turn

before looking

his position at my side so early in life. 'Back when the humans had overpopulated, they had put rules in place that the people and governments were supposed to live by. The

It made the people easier to control. No one cared when they took something as simple as cursive from their

had never been forced to

them until it was too late. They lived in blissful ignorance for so long that, eventually, the government didn’t have to worry about the people. They

they couldn't dispute the mass amount of evidence at that point and needed to control the narrative." Thomas went silent as he momentarily narrowed his eyes at the balcony doors before

have been the one in here if he hadn't just been so close to Heath

choose this as your career?’ I wondered how he managed to guard people of power when he did not trust them. ’It doesn't

wasn't scared about my opinion of him. He was worried about

interesting realization and told me a lot

good to prevent evil from retaking control." His eyes

only two times I had used magic

trying to get the image of Heath out of my head. There surely

opened quickly, and Killian nodded to Thomas, silently dismissing him. Thomas scanned the

looked void of emotion, but I

his shoulders. He had lost another man today, someone, that he

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