The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 99

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.

that our ability to shift into that state was indeed a gift. We were stronger, faster, and more capable than those stuck on four paws. "I think She is proud of you. She wouldn't

could have stopped it from

for a second believe it was agreement. The feeling of numbness was still concerning, and I held her to me for another moment before pulling her back to my office. Everything she had felt from the war

shut herself off from

before, and I wasn't expecting her to be. She would have to accept what happened,

softly behind me, and Natalie pulled away to stand

in surprise. That was what was on her mind? The baby that we said we would eventually

time in the world, my love. I'm in no rush. Is that what you have been worried about?" Natalie's hands clasped in front of her, her knuckles turning white as

desk. Her shoulders fell when I moved to have something between us, and I

She pushed off the bookshelf and walked behind one of the visitor's chairs, placing her hands

Control?

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

been expressionless,

like you are not in

her walls started to crumble as water lined her lids. This was it. This was what I had been waiting for since we got home. She needed to

the first tears rolled down her cheeks. "But I didn't even feel it happen. She insisted that I let go, and I don't even know how I did what

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