The Beast And The Blessed

Eighty-Nine: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

My hands were warm as I woke. I had lasted until after Joselin had cleaned up all the equipment and blood. I had only then allowed myself to fall asleep in my chair while waiting for Killian and Charlie to gain consciousness.

It had been hard to hide the tears that silently fell down my cheeks as the weight of the day crushed me. But I would never truly know if the guards or any of the council had seen me crying as I fell asleep.

Sparks erupted along my skin, and I blinked to clear the blurriness from my vision as I came to. Killian was sitting before me on his knees. The pendant around his neck fell against my shin as he held my hands, pressing his face to them.

’rm so sorry, my love. I am so sorry." His lips pushed against my fingers, and I took a deep breath as I felt a drop of water hit my thigh.

I wanted to turn my hand to cup his face, but I felt frozen. He hadn't been himself, but that didn't mean his words hadn't ripped a hole in my heart. He continued to whisper an apology as he kneeled before me, and I glanced up, worried that he may be displeased with others seeing him cry. 1

But there wasn't a single eye on us. Everyone in the room, the guards, the healers, the council, my mother, and even Charlie and Damien, had dropped to their knees with their heads down in submission as my mate, their king, begged for forgiveness. 1

"Killian," I whispered, my hands moving in his hold as I leaned forward and cupped his cheek.

His wide hazel eyes looked up at me with water lining the lid, and I felt my chest tighten at the sight.

"It wasn't me, my love. What I said... it wasn't me. It wasn't true. I am so sorry." He whispered, and I could feel his torment in our mate bond. His hands were shaking as they tightened their hold on me, and he turned his head to kiss my palm. "I'm so sorry."

emotions, and it felt like the entire pack was mourning with him as

knowing that no matter how hard things would get between us and how

that I haven't lost you." He pleaded, and I

through his hair. Killian laughed against my lips before kissing me back with as much passion as possible. His hands moved to my hips, and he pulled himself closer to me as he

eyes on him as I memorized his face. The cold and cruel lines from the day before were gone, and his eyes had

could do it now so I can go to bed." Joselin's tired voice matched the darkness under her eyes, and I cringed with guilt that I had been sleeping while she had been working and watching over

doubt. While Joselin was socially awkward and very blunt, she

turned black momentarily, but he never turned

I stayed back with Killian, enjoying the feeling of his arms around me as I cuddled my cheek against his

okay. What I said yesterday, none of it was true. It wasn't even me. It felt like someone was in my head telling me what to say, and I couldn't stop

my

but somehow

deep breath of Killian's scent again before pulling away and facing my sister-in-law. "I am

But he still dipped his

working on being better. Yesterday I was angry about my mother being missing. It wasn't at you, but it became consuming as soon as I felt it. If I had been in my right mind, I wouldn't have

but just like what Killian

low growl, his hand

said, meeting my eyes before glancing over my shoulder to her brother. Whatever she saw must have shaken her because she looked down immediately, and Damien stepped forward to guide her

are here," Killian said softly. "Do you want to attend the meeting or