Thirty-Two: Natalie
Natalie’s P.O.V.
Even when I had watched him murder one of my pack members, I had never heard him sound so angry. It put the fear of the Goddess right into me.
“No,” Killian growled out, and I turned to glare at him and his glowing red eyes. He had no right to tell me what to do or where I would sleep. I needed a break. I needed time to myself to get my thoughts together before I went back to being pushed around. “Things were better. I’ve been trying to make things better.”
The short animalistic way he spoke shocked me, and I stared at him blankly. It was as if his beast was speaking for him.
He looked more hurt than ever before, and I felt a pain in my chest as I realized that I was the one hurting him this time.
A push against my back forced me to take a step toward Killian, and I turned to smack Tobias’s giant hand away from me. Tobias dropped his arm back to his side quickly, but held his gaze on the wall in front of him, refusing to make eye contact with me as I glared at him.
The traitor.
“I really don’t want to fight anymore, Killian,” I said softly, my shoulders falling as I held my bundle of clothes closer to my chest.
we will talk, but at least give me the chance to explain before you start accusing me.” I narrowed my eyes as I saw Joselin move behind him, and he caught me glancing over his shoulder at her. Why was he
before looping his arm around the small of my back and dragging me back into the
looked past me to Joselin. I hated having my back to her, especially when she was casting magic. I didn’t trust
see or hear anything, but I knew she had done what he asked when he relaxed a
my cheeks finished drying, and my anger came back tenfold. Did his father lock Killian’s mother in a room like this or was she locked
sleep in another room.” He said, holding me tightly to his chest as if he were scared I
releasing me, and I instantly moved a few steps back until she was in my line of sight. The loss of his touch and his warmth helped me to think clearly again, and I turned to glare at Joselin as she sat back on the arm of the couch with confidence. Her ghostly complexion
I had no choice. My body and mind responded before I had time to even consider resisting. “What will it take for me to
was sure that if the three
abandon me to go be with her?” My hands were shaking as I tightened my hold on my clothes, refusing to release
taking a calming breath
what I could only assume was
because of it? Slim to none, if I had to guess. Would it do to me what it had done to his parents? Would it destroy me when he chose to *Joselin or any of the
head for the past couple of days, wondering if the mark would trigger my shift and whether it was worth it. The more I considered it, the more I