Ninety-Nine: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

Natalie stood in the hallway that led to my office, staring at the glass mural for over an hour before George alerted me.

I knew Tobias never would have told me. He had an extreme loyalty to Natalie that I was impressed with, but I wanted to know things like this.

How would I know if Natalie was not okay if they hid things like this from me? All I felt from her since the battle was numbness. It was almost draining to have that constant feeling in the back of my head, but I was determined to continue to support and love her for as long as she would let me.

"Were you coming to see me?’ I asked softly as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

Her skin was cold, and I held her tightly to my body to share my warmth. Natalie sighed softly as she let her body fall back against mine.

"Yes, but I got distracted."

I bit back a chuckle at her admission, pressing my face into her hair.

"Do you think She wanted me to kill so many of Her creatures, or is she angry that I abused Her gift for personal gain?" Natalie was staring at the final image of the full Lycan form on the far right of the window, and I followed her gaze.

those stuck on four paws.

mind that She could have stopped it from happening

to me for another moment before pulling her back to my office. Everything she had felt from the war a few days ago had been locked inside her,

she had shut herself off

She would have to accept what happened, and I would be there

closed softly behind me, and Natalie pulled away to stand with her

my head move back in surprise. That was what was on her mind? The baby that we said we would eventually have

you have been worried about?" Natalie's hands clasped in

to scare her away as I moved to stand in front of my seat behind my desk. Her shoulders fell when I moved to have something between us, and I bit back the growl of

bookshelf and walked behind one of the visitor's chairs, placing her hands on it. The backrest molded to her fingers as her grip tightened on the

Control?

of control since we got back. I hadn't even seen her react when we buried our lost and

She had been expressionless, emotionless...

you feel like you

lined her lids. This was it. This was

"But I didn't even feel it happen. She insisted that I let go, and I don't

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