The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 98

Ninety-Eight: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

I could hear Her melodic voice on repeat, telling me to let go. She wanted me to lose control, control I had tried so hard to maintain. But she had been right.

I had lost control. I had let my emotions rule my magic, and now thousands were dead. It didn't bother me that they were. They needed to die to save the lives of my people. I would do it again in a heartbeat if I needed to.

But that was the problem. That was what I was scared of. What if I accidentally did it again?

How many of my own people would die because I got too angry, too scared, or too sad?

I wanted to celebrate with my pack as the city was alive with excitement. Bonfires were lit throughout the city, and people ate and drank to their hearts' content.

What we had anticipated being a long and drawn-out war, had ended in a matter of hours. We had lost so few that while they would be mourned and missed, the joy of so many returning home was something to celebrate.

Yet, I had difficulty enjoying myself when I felt like a ticking time bomb. I was too exhausted to think it would happen tonight, but what about tomorrow or next week?

My hands gripped the cold stone as I sat on the front steps of the castle, watching as Killian laughed and cheered with a drink in his hands. I had never seen him so carefree. It took almost an hour of me encouraging him to enjoy himself before he agreed to one celebratory drink.

He would be back at my side in a few minutes once his drink was gone, caring for me.

He understood that I needed a minute alone, and he respected that. Still, his eyes never strayed from me for more than a few minutes as he watched me with concern.

'It gets easier.' The voice came through the pack link, startling me.

enough to reach out and touch him if I wanted to but far enough

before biting my tongue as I felt the lump in my throat

you love.' His quiet admission felt more personal than I had expected, and I glanced down at the back of his head as he stared

children

hand was clenching and unclenching as it hung over the

that the loved

in the infirmary. I knew it was her choice because when I visited, she did the same thing

on that mountain yet. Agatha had been lost

in those mountains or what it was like to be stabbed, but she was fighting

to me?’ I wondered, looking back to

I knew he was deciding if Tobias was bothering

him saying more than I had expected him to say. Yet,

of his drink, raising one eyebrow at me again as he impatiently waited for me to be ready for him to come back.

on either side of me. I leaned against his stomach, and he wrapped his arms around me as he kissed

room and sleep?’ Concern was laced in his voice. I knew he didn't

was just impatient for my mother to return home. With her here, I would get answers about my father, we

never wanted to lose control again, even if it had worked out in our favor

meeting him easier, or I would be in trouble for sending him after she said she hadn't wanted to see him. She loved him, and based on

made me look up at him as my head fell

as you would like." His lips pressed against the side

moved to stand guard to the side, and I felt guilty

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