The Beast And The Blessed

Eighty-Seven: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

Charlie shifted before me, her wolf significantly smaller than mine but just as eager to draw blood. It seemed that was a family trait.

Craving blood...the kill.

I would have been excited about the challenge if she weren't my sister. But this was Charlie. My Charlie. I had protected her all her life and cared for her. But she never grew up. She never listened, and now her insubordination would be her downfall.

I felt my anger start to bubble up. After everything I taught her and everything I had supported her through...

I had always pushed back my feelings on the situation and supported her. Yet, she couldn't give two shits about anyone other than herself. She was rotten and had been corrupted. I could see it now. She was bad. She was evil. 4

Natalie had been right, I had let Charlie get away with far too much, and it needed to stop now.

My vision turned red with rage as the thoughts tumbled through my head quickly. At first, I was just going to fight her until she submitted. I hadn't wanted her to die.

Now it was all I could think about, like a record player on repeat in my mind telling me to end her. I would kill Charlie, win my mate back, and end this madness.

Charlie deserved to die. i

It was such a sudden shift that it almost made me pause. I had never wanted to kill her before. Out of all the people who needed to die, Charlie had never even crossed my mind. Before Natalie, Charlie was the only one I would be willing to die for. Now the tables had turned, and I had to push down the small feeling in the back of my mind telling me this was wrong.

'Killian, this is ridiculous! This is not what I wanted! I was going to punish her, not kill her!' Natalie yelled at me through the pack link, and I glanced over at her adorable face, red with anger. 'What the hell is wrong with you two today?'

I don't know, but I can't stop. 2

with small silver lines of fur from

just to come home and shit on everything I had done for our people. Then

me on. It was so strong

her anger driving her forward

The taste of her blood made my beast purr in happiness as she bucked free and turned with her foaming mouth snapping at me.

their king and princess fighting to the death. I snarled as Natalie pushed herself into the circle, standing

between Charlie and Natalie as I tackled my

claws as we bit and ripped into each other’s flesh, desperate to be the first to make a

I locked my jaw around

it!" Natalie's voice cried out over the crowd. "You're both

falling from my mouth as Charlie ripped herself free again before swinging and slicing her claw down my

both acting crazy!” Natalie's whisper was faint, but it didn't matter how quietly she spoke.

lawn as my body was forcefully pulled back to the crowd's edge. My people moved back, eager to escape me as I fought against the magic, willing to kill anyone in my

to get free, so I could slice her throat and be done with it. Her blood was calling to

between us, looking furious. I scanned her over appreciatively. She was spectacular when

out a growl that brought my attention back

onto the Earth. She thrashed against Natalie's hold, and I made a feral sound as she

over! Get lost!" Joselin groaned in what sounded like disappointment. She had always loved a good fight. She moved to stand beside Natalie with her back to Charlie and

still resisted my mate's hold, my nails digging into the ground as I fought for freedom. The challenge had been accepted,

to my mate

and she glared at me with her lip pulled back. My hackles rose with unease as my beast gave in as well and immediately sat like a pet waiting

from my body. Natalie was right. I knew these feelings were crazy and

possible. I loved Natalie, despised