The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 74

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.

never traveled to me as the wind picked up outside,

me. She spoke it fluently. She 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

the glass of water on the coffee table before me, glaring at it as I waited for it to levitate, spill, or turn to tequila. A quick inhale

glass with amusement before looking away again. He took his job very seriously, and I appreciated

knew he had worked hard to get his position at my side so early in life. 'Back when the humans had overpopulated, they had put rules in place that

fake news and stories to keep their attention away from what was happening in the world. They enjoyed having an ignorant body to govern. It made the people easier to control. No one

been forced to

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 just had to keep them entertained while they

the mass amount of evidence at that point and needed to control the

distrust of the system took me by surprise as he stood guard. I knew Tobias would have been the one in here if he hadn't just been so close to Heath

of power when he did

eyes flickered up to me briefly with worry, but I knew he wasn't scared about my opinion of him. He was worried

realization and told me a lot about

the best way for me to make a difference was to ensure the safety of the good to prevent evil from retaking control." His eyes landed back on the cup, and

had used magic were when I was angry. But I was

out of my head. There surely was evil about, and I wished I could

door opened quickly, and Killian nodded to Thomas, silently dismissing him. Thomas scanned the room once more

of emotion, but I knew better. I knew

today, someone, that he was closer to than the others. But his hard mask was in place, and I stood as

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