We didn't hit the goal, BUT I am so blown away by how many votes, comments, and reviews that we did get. So, here are some extra chapters anyway! Just so you know, I read every single comment and review (multiple times š). Thank you so much for your support and for reading.
Killian's P.O.V. Natalie looks terrified and confused at the same time. I hated that she flinched away from me, but the way she was standing up for herself was admirable. There were only a few who had ever stood up to me, and all of them were the women in my family. My mother, my sister, and my chi
"Do not tease me, mate. I did not bring you here to die for me, but I did bring you here to be mine. If you want to be mad at me for my actions and treatment during the day, that's fine. We will fight about it all you want." I bent down and hovered my mouth over hers. The tip of her tongue gently to
Natalie's P.O.V. The night was awful. I didn't get a wink of sleep, and I was positive that Killian didn't either. Although with him sleeping in the sitting room, I moved from the uncomfortable armchair to the empty bed so I wouldn't have to sit up all night. It made me smile when he came back in
Killian glanced at me briefly, and I could see that he was feeling torn. If I had to guess, he was enjoying our civil time together as much as I was. "Thank you for breakfast, Killian," I said, and he seemed to light up when I used his name again. The brief moment of happiness vanished as soon as h
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 t
"I remember a lot of it, but I was really little. Killian was there for all of it though. He watched as it destroyed them. Then, one day, we were having a family dinner, and my mother was acting the happiest that I had ever seen her. When my father joined us, you could see the way that what remained
Killian's P.O.V. What is your favorite color? That is what I went with. I could have asked her anything, anything at all, and I went with what her favorite color was. I wanted to shift into my beast just so I could chew my own foot off for my idiotic question. Blue. The small detail seemed so bi
"Fine. What do you need me to do?" **** The guests had been rolling in for the past hour, far more than had actually been invited, but I would never turn my people away. If they wished to welcome their princess home, they were more than welcome to. Maybe it would make Charlie feel loved enough to