Natalie's P.O.V. A loud knocking woke me from my dream of running through the forest in my fur, and I groaned as the memory of it vanished just as quickly. I knew what my dream was about, but once my eyes were open I couldn't picture it any longer. The sights, the smells, the feeling of it... it wa
It was incredible. "I'm going to be sparring against them?" I whispered, feeling stupid when they laughed, having obviously heard me. Heat filled my cheeks, but Joselin just smirked as she gestured for me to go over the treadmill. "Not yet, your highness. Today I want to see where you are at, so w
Natalie's P.O.V. Even if he didn't speak to me very often, I was starting to get the impression that I was winning Killian over. His brooding and constant glaring during the day did nothing to prevent the butterflies that filled my stomach each time he crawled into bed with me late at night. Even
I was learning how to look after myself, and while doing so, I was living a life that most people only dreamed about. If that came with an angry and possibly unfaithful man, then I would just live with it. It wasn't like I loved the guy or even had any feelings for him beyond physical attraction. "
Natalie's P.O.V. I felt ridiculous dressed in such a stunning gown. It was the kind of thing that made me second guess whether or not I was fit to be here. The fabric brushed the ground, shimmering from a pale blue to a pearly white as the light hit it at different angles. The deep cut that ran be
As I sat, Killian did too, and the rest of the pack followed suit. The food was brought out shortly after, and I did my best to hide my shaking hands as I took small and careful bites. My nerves were winning, and I hated that there were so many eyes on me. The ones sticking out the most sat at the
Natalie's P.O.V. I could feel the power radiating off Killian as he strode with purpose, his hand on my lower back. There was an aura around him that warned me to stay silent. At the very least, I had expected to be yelled at or punished for stepping out of bounds. But the other possibility had me
The small push of jealousy and disgust encouraged me forward, and I let out a breath of relief when I found him sitting behind his desk on his computer, just as angry and frustrated as ever. He didn't look up until I closed the door behind me, and I watched the muscles in his jaw tick as he looked