The Beast And The Blessed

One Hundred Two: Killian

Killian's P.O.V.

Natalie smiled brightly as we walked down the hallway hand in hand. I had yet to determine if she had ever explored this part of the castle before, but it would soon become her favorite place.

I glanced down at my beautiful mate. My lips pulled into a prideful smile as she walked gracefully, covered in my scent. Never had I imagined that I would be able to feel this level of happiness.

Before her, it was just anger, frustration, and stress. My life was hollow. I kept going because there was always something that I was needed for. Something for me to do, but nothing I enjoyed.

I had a kingdom of people depending on me to keep their lifestyle, safety, and future up to their expectations.

Now I had Natalie depending on me too, and somehow that additional pressure only encouraged me to work harder to give her the life that she deserved, that our kids deserved. This surprise was the first step in providing her what she needed for her mental well-being.

The large white doors were decorated with a golden accent of swirls and markings. Only someone who knew what to look for would see the incantations in the wood. Joselin had worked miracles, and I had complete faith in the result.

"Where are we going?” Natalie asked, tugging on my hand lightly as I stopped walking. She turned to face me, with excitement bubbling beneath the surface.

"I thought we could eat lunch together in your study,’ I whispered. Her eyes widened adorably, and her lips parted so beautifully it felt like they were pulling me in. I stole a quick kiss, pulling back before she could compose herself, and watched as she looked over my face before turning to the doors to our right.

voiced her admiration for the detailed work countless times since arriving here, and I had ensured the beautiful artistry was one

for you, but we can make any changes you want. It is entirely your space." I motioned with my hand to the doorknob. She immediately wrapped her hand around

double doors open only made me love her more. She held her breath as she entered, and her

through, I thought they would have bonded

some time off and delegating some of her tasks to others so she could have more time for herself. But she needed to

have enemies, but I had faith in my people, myself, and

large and open for her to practice, but she had rows of shelves against the walls filled with everything

the battle, that we had a witch in the family four generations ago. It finally made sense how I had always been able to sense Joselin's magic and how my mother had powers after her

to be left open for you to design, but you should have everything you need here." I picked up a glass jar, grimacing when I saw it was filled with siren fangs. "Joselin, put up a protective barrier to contain your magic. When you're in this room, your powers should not leave it. You don't have to worry

nodded, facing the large open window overlooking the city. When she turned, tears were streaming down her pink cheeks. The choked laugh she

around my waist to stabilize her as she

and christened your new study instead of fucking

her stomach growling during the first time. I moved forward until we were only a foot away from the blanket and picnic that was spread out in the middle of the room. Natalie kissed my jaw as she ran her hand from my shoulder to her mark

my lips before jumping out of my hold, ignoring my grumble of protest and my hard-on as she moved to take a seat for our lunch. "I'll get together with Joselin, and maybe we can decorate

as I thought about Joselin. Whatever was going on with her was something our friendship hadn't experienced yet. We had kept things from each

but she made it clear that she would need time,