The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 90

Ninety: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

The grass was stained red.

Bodies were strewn across the yard as the dark clouds overhead opened up, letting down a sheet of rain that limited visibility.

With each exhale, I could see my breath coming out in a thick fog, but I didn't feel cold. My body was burning hot as I sprinted down the front steps of the castle. My breathing was rapid and panicked as my head twisted from side to side, trying to locate Killian.

He was out here. I could feel it, the anger and the pain coming from him.

He was out here, and he was hurt.

A large figure raced forward through the rain, and I squinted as I tried to see if he was a friend or foe. But he was moving too fast, and the rain was too heavy. His broad shoulders were smaller than Killian's but were relatively close.

The dark hair made me think it was Tobias or perhaps Damien. But when he was finally close enough for me to identify him, my body froze with fear. The pitch-black eyes were locked on me as he snarled and lunged forward.

I lifted my arms to shield myself as the stranger crashed into my body, but instead of an impact, I felt a sickly chill, and he passed right through me. The sound of a struggle made me turn, and I watched as Heath fought the creature, i

My stomach turned at the sight of him. His skin was even paler than the vampires, and dark circles were under his eyes. His cheeks were sunken in, and his skin was pulled tight to the little muscle he had left.

But it was the open wound across his neck than made me queasy. I knew he was dead. Yet, he stood before me as he fought to protect me.

"Run," He choked out as he fell to his back, barely holding the vampire back as it snapped and clawed at him.' Run!"

the vampire was able to sink its teeth into Heath's neck. The scream he let out seemed to follow me as I turned and ran further from the castle and deeper into the

I caught my toe on something before regaining my footing and looking to the side to see a hand. The tanned skin pulled at my heart, and my wide eyes followed it up with horror to its owner, seeing the first man I had ever cared for lying on the ground. His eyes were open but lifeless, staring

Jake.

I gasped. I glanced around as the rain began to lighten, seeing the piles

surge of pain ripped through me, and my hand flew to my side. I looked up and away from the corpses. I would worry about the dead

didn't need to be able to see his face to know that

as he stumbled to the side,

uneven gasps for air sounded rough and painful. My hands hovered over him as I fell to my knees, joining him in the mud, scared to touch

worst fears. The few people standing were moving toward the castle. Their black eyes passed over me as they

city wall, I could hear the terror the black-eyed demons unleashed on the people. The screaming and growling were quickly cut off, leaving only the

I turned back to him, trying to focus my powers so I could help him. I wasn't a healer, but I could at least try to teleport us out of

cried between gritted teeth, and my stomach dropped when I realized he wasn't looking at

it went right through him. "Killian, I'm going to get you to safety. I'm going

could he not see me when Heath

to stand. He tumbled forward a few steps before crashing to the ground with a loud cry

his side, trying to push my magic to him through our bond, my strength. But as he lay with mud splattered over his face and his cheek against the ground, I

a chill down my spine and goosebumps across my skin. It was

It was mine.

more but crashed back into the mud after rising only a few

I watched him in horror. His

down next to

hand over his even though it fell right through.

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