The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 28

Twenty-Eight: Natalie

Natalie’s P.O.V.

All of the work the masseuse had put in was pointless as I felt myself tense back up. I cleared my throat, resisting the urge to pull the slices of cucumber from my eyes and look over at her.

“Not very much,” I answered, embarrassed to admit that he hadn’t told me anything about them. I had to find out for myself that his mother was even still alive. At this point, I doubted he would willingly offer any information to me if I asked.

We were still at the ‘tell me your favorite color’ stage even though we had already slept together.

“They didn’t have the best relationship,” Chanlies started, but the hardness of her voice took me aback. Her bubbly and excited tone was gone, and in its place was a darkness that I hadn’t expected.

I wanted to stop her and tell her that Killian would tell me about it in his own time, but I also really wanted to know. Maybe it would help me to understand Killian better.

of her pack, and even without the mate bond, he was

for her to tell, and I

his best to make her happy. He gave her

had spared

heard her moving, but I refused to look at her. When she spoke again, her voice sounded more direct, and I knew that she was now facing me instead of laying on the table. “I’m sure you know that the mark of a chosen mate is weaker than the bond of a fated mate. When she found her fated mate, she

this before, and it was for good reason. The people would have had a field day with that kind of gossip, and the royal family. would have lost a lot of respect. Charlie looked away from me as I sat up, mimicking her position

and grabbed her hand on top of her robe. over her thigh. She sent me a grateful smile before she

so selfish and impossible to please. When other people were around, they acted like the perfect couple. But when it was just the family, they did everything they could to tear each other down. It didn’t help that my mother kept seeing her fated behind my

there for all of it though. He watched as it destroyed them. Then, one day, we were having a family dinner, and my mother

her. When my father joined us, you could see the way that what remained of his soul left his body when he smelled

off out of the castle. My mother chased after him, begging and pleading for him to listen to her, but he was having no part in it. He killed my mother’s fated right in front of her. The pain of losing her mate caused a miscarriage. It was all too much for her, but she pushed through and

she was talking about the king. I could see why Killian would have a

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