The Beast And The Blessed

Eighty-Four: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

It was time.

The war was here... or rather, we were going to it.

There were a lot of people depending on me not to fail. I couldn't stay in that room. If I did, I would want to touch Killian, to know that I was safe and hadn't been transported back to the darkness.

I needed to fight through it, to stand on my own as a powerful descendant and not as someone who couldn't go more than a few minutes without touching someone to ground me to their realm. It was humiliating that our people had to see me that way, and I refused to let them witness me acting so weak.

If Killian's father was trying to send me a message, then maybe instead of resisting, I needed to listen.

Killian wanted to ignore what happened and tackle one issue at a time, but I knew in my heart that they were connected.

My pace increased as I stormed down the hall, and Tobias shot me a worried look when he realized exactly where I was heading.

The infirmary doors were still open at the end of the hallway, but there was no movement inside.

I paused just outside Lillian's room.

I didn't know what I was looking for, but my eyes scanned the hallway anyway.

"You have a message for me. I'm listening." I said as firmly as I could. But I still swallowed hard as I waited for a response, terrified that I was making the wrong decision.

For only a moment, I allowed the physical contact to calm me before reminding myself what

scared of the boogie monster. I was going to tame that

don't like this. The king will not be pleased." George said as he stepped closer

acting like a protective barricade. But it

I ordered, and I felt all three men tense at my command." We both have our parts to play in this war. This is mine, and I will not

last thought to myself, not needing to encourage them that this was a bad idea any more than they already believed. The air wrapped around us violently, and I felt the darkness threatening to take me back

in horror, just barely audible over the storm surrounding us. He shook, and I could see the debate on his face as he tried to decide whether

side, and I could see Tobias resisting the same urge. He nodded his head once, and I knew without him speaking that he was telling me that no matter what happened, he would stick by my side. He understood that I needed to do this... even if he didn't like it. We were a team, and I

I didn't

I called out again as the faint whisper reached my ears. My

"Darkness runs free."

nap on Killian's lap, I heard the phrase repeatedly. Bound in the blood, darkness runs free. He was saying nothing new, but I didn't know what he meant by that.

"Darkness runs free.”

see Thomas's back to me as he stood protectively behind me, but there was nothing else here with us. The shadow men were absent, and the hallway stayed brightly

in the blood, darkness runs free. What does that mean?" I turned once more, prepared to push open the

"It's too late."

my arms. They had come with me, and now we were all going to face my demons

said again, and Tobias growled loudly as a dark shadow figure appeared before us, letting

people

you. Speak! Why is it too late?" I demanded, stepping toward the figure and pulling my

"Darkness runs free!"

from all angles, and I gritted my teeth as I pushed down my terror. "You've already said that!