The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel Chapter 75

Seventy-Five: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

"I'm very curious about you," The strong female voice said from behind me, and I tried not to flinch as I continued to eat my breakfast in the private dining room.

I had learned my lesson the last time I ate alone in the main dining room and didn't want to put myself under that scrutiny after what happened last night. I also wasn't ready to be back in that room quite yet. The nightmares I had without Killian by my side only a few hours ago were horrendous.

He was my heart and soul. Without him there, I was tossing and turning all night. It was amazing that I was ever able to sleep before him.

The short and curly-haired redhead flicked her finger a few millimeters by her thigh, and the chair beside me slid away from the table as she sat down. I had sat in Killian's chair as he was out for work. It felt wrong to leave the head of the table empty for someone to swoop in and claim...like Rona.

I didn't know her yet, but it seemed like something she would do.

A servant quickly brought her a glass of water before going to the kitchen to gather Rona a plate of food.

I silently cursed the vampires and witches even more than before as I was left with the snake. "It is healthy to be curious to an extent.’

My musing seemed to entertain her as a smile stretched over her face. Yet her stare was calculated, and she scanned me over like she was dissecting me in her mind. ’ When I first heard about you, they said you were a human he had been entertaining himself with."

My beast roared inside me in anger at her disrespect, but I pushed it down and did my best to keep my face void of all emotions. Killian would have been proud.

’Then I heard that you were crowned the queen and marked. After that, news of you being a white wolf started to spread... that's something that hasn't been around for a long time, but I have yet to see it for myself to validate that rumor." Rona eyed me from the seat to my left, where I would typically sit when Killian was here. I hated that she was in my chair, getting her smell on it. "But now I've experienced for myself that you have magic. There are so many different stories about you being told by people. So, which one is it? Who are you?”

My eyes narrowed as I placed my fork down. "I heard that you murdered your mother for her seat on the council and that you're here to try to win over my mate for a higher status. So, who are you?"

The first statement was horrifying to imagine, but I had heard the rumor from too many people as I passed by them for me not to give it merit. The second was only reinforced for me when I heard that Rona had been looking for Killian earlier in the day, not realizing that he had left. After the way she had looked at and treated us when she first got here, I knew I was right to feel possessive of my mate around her.

She was looking for someone to sink her nails into, and she wanted the king.