The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 83
Eighty-Three: Killian
Killian’s P.O.V
She didn’t sleep last night, so I didn’t sleep. I hated that she was scared, and I held her to my chest as her heart raced away with
fear. Every few minutes, despite being in my arms, she would move her hands along my skin as if she were making sure I was
still there and alive.
Once she settled, the slightest noise would set her off, and her magic would swirl around us violently. She was prepared for
battle, one that she had to fight alone, which killed me. I wanted to fight it with her, for her, if I could.
Aurora had stated that if we touched Natalie while she was in or going to the other side, we would go with her and be trapped.
If her theory was correct, I didn’t think my father would summon her to the veil again if he knew I would be trapped there with her.
He wanted to send a message or deliver a warning, but he wouldn’t risk my life or our family’s position on the throne to do it.
I suspected that Charlie would not want to take over if something happened to me.
In the meantime, Natalie was going to be stuck with my neediness. I wanted to touch her as often as possible until we were sure
it wouldn’t happen again.
Her breathing evened out, and I sighed quietly as she fell asleep. The last time she had gotten any rest was the night before she
was taken. She needed this.
Her little hand was shoved between two buttons on my shirt and pressed against the skin of my chest. I looked down at her in my
lap. She was curled up in a ball with her head against my shoulder and her legs draped limply over the arm of the chair. It almost
hurt to look at her and how perfect she was.
I had always been seen as a monster by most. Having Natalie in my arms only confirmed that for me. I would burn this world for
her. Anyone who thought to cross her would have to face me, and I would show them just how vicious and evil I could be. She
may have tamed my rage and bloodlust, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t still there, bubbling beneath my skin.
There was a knock on my office door before it cracked open, and Joselin peaked her head in with a smile. It was a sight to knock
anyone off their axis and fill them with unease. Joselin rarely ever genuinely smiled. She grimaced, glowered, and glared.

But this time, she was smiling, and the evil glint in her white eyes sparkled even more when she pushed the door open the rest
of the way, and the council followed her in.
“If you wake her....” I started to threaten them, but Joselin cut me off.
“We found Talia.”
I sat up straighter in my chair, carefully keeping Natalie as still as possible.
“She’s three miles north of where the patrol was found, but we must move fast. How many witches she has working with her is
unclear, but we know she is not alone. She’s going to know we are coming. We thought we found her last night, but she has only
grown stronger since then, and the masking was even harder to break through this morning. Several power sources surround
her, but hers appears to be the strongest.” Joselin reached forward, sliding my laptop to the side and unfolding the map in her
hand.
“What if we siphon from her before the attack?” Rona said as she placed both palms on my desk, focusing on the mountain
range that hid our enemies.
“It’s too risky. We would have to tie ourselves to her. If she senses it, she could drain us.” Cora said as she began pacing the
room.
Natalie shifted in my arms, and I held her tighter. She let out a sweet sigh as she nuzzled her face further against my chest.
“Not if you do it the right way. I could easily drain her without her knowing, but it takes a long time. I found a way to pull from
another witch little by little until they didn’t have enough left in their body to even get out of bed.” Rona was still staring at the
map, but the smirk on her face told us all we needed to know.
Joselin and I made eye contact momentarily in silent agreement that once Talia was dealt with, Rona would have to go too.
Rona didn’t have to say it for everyone in the room to know it was how she had killed her own mother. The pride on her face said
it for her.
“How long would it take?” I asked, pushing down my distrust for her.
“Time we don’t have, but we may be able to speed up the process if we work together. It doesn’t matter how little it is. Anything
we can take from her would be helpful.” Rona smiled at me, not bothering to lower her voice to prevent waking my sleeping mate

like the others had. Her long grey nails tapped the map as she pointed to different sections around the mountains. “We would
need to set up points here, here, and here.”
Natalie shifted, and I saw her eyes open as she looked around the room.” What happened?”
I leaned back in my chair, listening to the witches formulate their plan, knowing they would need my final approval before taking
action.
Cora turned to Natalie, “I don’t know how, but I believe your little trip yesterday did something to expose our enemies. This war
will be over sooner than we had expected.”
The premature victorious excitement had me gritting my teeth. To have the war over, we first had to fight in it. We would lose
more men and women, and Natalie would have to fight, something I was still unhappy about. If Joselin’s vision was still correct,
Natalie would be on the front lines with me.
“Hm,” Natalie hummed, sounding intrigued before pushing herself up to stand, leaving her hand on my shoulder. I could see the
wheels turning in her head as she listened to the witches forming their plan.
“I will be calling a meeting of my commanders in an hour. I want all of you in the conference room to participate. It’s time we
attack.” I said, and I felt the pressure on my shoulder from Natalie’s hand lift slightly before she completely removed it.
Her body shook subtly as she stood unattached to anything that could ground her. My hand shot out, and I grabbed hers, but she
only squeezed mine before letting it go.
“I’ll be right back. I’m okay, I promise.” Her shoulders rolled back, and I could see the determination in her eyes. But her fear was
pumping through our mate bond, threatening to drown me.
“Where are you going?”
Natalie swallowed hard before forcing a smile on her face. ‘I just need to take a walk and get some air.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but she shook her head.
“Alone. I mean, I’ll have my guards still, but I just...I’ll only be gone for a few minutes.”
“Stay close to Tobias,” I ordered as I stood and walked her to the door.

Tobias nodded as I gave him the order through the pack link to stay within touching distance. I wanted him to be able to grab her
or her to grab him if anything started to go wrong.
I didn’t like the idea of her leaving my sight, and I grabbed her hips, spinning her around until her chest was pressed against
mine.
“I can go with you. You won’t be alone either way. But I’ll know you are safe if I’m with you.” I said, hearing the witches behind us
start to bicker and knowing if they would get anything done, someone needed to stay with them to keep them in line.
Natalie laced her fingers through the hair on the back of my head, pulling me down to her. I moved willingly as my hips pressed
into hers, capturing her lips in a kiss I hoped she would never forget. Our tongues fought for dominance, and she moaned as the
world faded around us.
The clearing of a throat had us breaking apart, and I turned to growl at Joselin.
Natalie ignored her as she ran her fingertips over my jawline, pecking my cheek. “I’ll be right back. I’ll only be gone for a few
minutes.”
I let out a low growl. My beast didn’t like it either, and as she pulled away, a bad feeling settled into my gut.