The Beast And The Blessed

Eighty-Eight: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

I didn't trust anyone with Killian or Charlie's blood; everyone in the room seemed to understand that. The healers had also come down but were sitting off to the side after caring for the king's and princess's battle wounds, waiting in case we needed them further.

My hands were shaking as one of the healers, Flora, talked me through inserting the needle into Killian's arm. She could have done it, but the fewer people handling his blood, the better for my peace of mind, and I knew he would feel the same way.

They had said the vein in the neck would be best, but getting a good stick there was impossible with him moving and snapping at me.

He was enjoying my fear.

The back and forth of warmth toward me had died, and there was nothing but malice on his face. The darkness had taken over, leaving me with a man I didn't recognize.

"So weak. I don't know why the Goddess picked you for me. You are a disgrace to the crown." His voice was deeper, his eyes darker. I had expected to see the pure black orbs that would have mirrored Heath's before his death, but the hazel coloring I loved was still there. My teeth clenched together as his words hit me harder than I had anticipated.

"Hold his arm still," Flora said firmly to the guards assisting in restraining Killian.

He was strapped down to bolts in the floor, but there was only so much the chains could do to keep him from moving while I tried to get the needle in his vein, so we had to ask them for help. I was so distracted by the venom he kept spitting at me with every word that I couldn't focus my magic long enough to restrain him myself.

I was still working on using it on command and not just as an emotional reaction.

"You're nothing but a whore. I should have known by the disgusting scars on your back that you weren't worth my time. You weren't even pure when you came to me, begging me to fuck you. You were tainted." His lip was curled in disgust and turned into a snarl as I aggressively shoved the needle into his arm, missing the vein.

knocked the air right out of my lungs. I didn't want to believe that what he was saying

and spouting the insults, but I had to wonder how much of it was true. Were these thoughts already in his head about me and were

my eyes as he laughed darkly, enjoying my pain. "You may wear my mark, but you will always be alone. No one wants you. We are all just stuck with you. At least your mother had the

filled the room from the doorway, and I refused to look up as she entered the room. What he said was true. She did toss me out as a baby, and he didn't choose me. He was stuck with me. He hadn't wanted a mate and made that

was Joselin, and that was because I would be the person to save her

was

before I inserted

with shimmering black lines, like small worms swimming through his bloodstream. It was almost mesmerizing, but I moved quickly to

collected blood, cleansing it of the darkness to return it to its owner's body. Still, we had no idea how

yet and was sitting stunned and silent, I stood behind them, not ready to face Killian. She was a more willing participant and allowed me to insert the IV

for understanding. But I wasn't there yet. How

at her as I turned to my mother.' There has to be something you can do,"

over her shoulder. Joselin didn't

other council members were working on enchanting a few items on the other end of the room to prevent the darkness from being able to retake control of Killian and Charlie. While

got their hands on my mate's blood. It was

She responded, sounding distracted. 'There

eyes at her, waiting for

evil glint in his eyes, and I knew I didn't want to hear what he had to say

than others." She responded as she nodded with satisfaction at whatever

was so sick of the vague answers, but my mate came first, and as soon as he was better, I would sit her down and talk to her. I wanted answers, and I wanted to ask if she could help with my training. The biggest one that had been on my mind was my father. Who was

approaching with two