Natalie's P.O.V. The door had been ripped clean from the frame and was now leaning up against it as a barricade against the elements. The front window had a large hole in the left side that had webbed through the rest of the glass. I wrapped my arms around my torso as I approached, terrified that
"What do you mean 'found me'? I'm your daughter. I was born into the pack." I insisted. Hearing the words from her mouth made everything clear. I didn't look like them. I didn't act like them. I couldn't shift like them. "No, you're not." She was speaking to me, but I watched as she turned and made
Killian's P.O.V. Her heartbeat was slow, slower than I had expected as I approached the car with my suit jacket over my arm. The bloody handprints left by her mother as she begged for death were sure to stain, but I would burn the fabric later. I had learned long ago not to let anyone get a hold o
Killian's P.O.V. Her eyes were wide with wonder as she looked up at me, a smile pulling at the corner of her lips. Something about the way she was looking at me had heat rising in my cheeks and the tips of my ears, and I cleared my throat as I looked away. It was that siren look she had, with her
Killian's P.O.V. I could feel the others staring at us as I froze beneath my little mate's touch. Her warm body pressed against my beastly form was the last thing I had expected. She didn't seem scared or disgusted by me. The relief coming from her allowed me to relax, and I gently let my arms wrap
Natalie's P.O.V. Tobias grunted as I turned to him and let out a deep breath. My eyes felt dry, and my smile fell as soon as Killian was gone. It finally made sense why I felt so connected to him... why I felt like something was missing when he wasn't around. But what I was feeling now was more tha
My feet were fused to the ground as I masked my fear behind a blank expression. He continued to shout, screaming for my death as the healers joined the attempt to hold him down. "I'm going to kill you!" I blinked quickly as I watched the scene unfold. One of the healers moved in rapidly with a lar
Killian's P.O.V. I was blinded by rage. I wanted blood more than I wanted my next breath. Then I heard those words, "The queen has already placed the order. Anyone who had been in contact is being quarantined." The Queen. My Queen. She had not been handed the crown yet, but she was acting ever