The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Sheila's point of view

The words echoed more in my head as Killian's persistent stare was on me. I swear if I hadn't been so sure that I said those words, I would have sworn Killian didn't hear them. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

I felt his calm breath on me, while my heart banged so fast that it drummed in my ears. Still, Killian didn't say anything. I couldn't even figure out his emotions. They were over the place. A mixture of pain, rage, sadness, and total confusion.

He shut his eyes and pulled away from me. I almost hissed in protest, I held onto the soft fabric of my dress as Killian started to pace around the room with his eyes closed and a hand in his hair.

"Killian," I moved closer to where he was, I couldn't even hide the trembling in my voice. I was terrified. So terrified of Killian's reaction to the truth. On many occasions, I have imagined just how things would play out when he finally learns the truth and the outcome was never good. It always resulted in Killian and I breaking up.

Just the thought of it caused a unique pain in my chest, and my eyes flooded with tears. Oh, goddess, he was going to leave me. Killian stopped pacing, his dark amber eyes fell on me and regarded me with hooded eyes as if he was feeling the pain I was in and knowing my fearful thoughts at the moment. But all I could feel from him was those three emotions, fighting for dominance. Pain, rage, and confusion.

Killian closed his eyes for a while before opening them. And what I saw within those depths scared me. He took a step forward, and I took several backward. He had a lot to say, things I wouldn't like. Things I didn't want to hear.

I fought a new wave of tears that wanted to escape my eyes, sauntering back to the bed where my cloak was.

"Sheila," Killian's voice sounded as he watched me move around the chamber.

I grabbed my cloak and wore it above my dress. "Killian, we should talk later, for now, let's help the others," I wiped off the tear stain from my eyes, locking my emotions. I didn't want anything to drag me down. I turned for the door when Killian held me back from my waist and forced me to look into his eyes, which now terrified me.

I loved Killian, and I knew he loved me too. But is his love for me strong enough to bury the hatred he has for my family? I didn't know. And I didn't want to find out now.

"Sheila, listen to me," he said, so low that it could be seen as a whisper. His eyes reflected the pain in my chest and that pain attempted to smother me.

"Please, Killian," I said in his warmth. "Later," I added, and he stared at me like he was studying me, before nodding.

"Fine, let's go," he muttered with almost no emotion.

Killian and I left the chamber and navigated our way to the grand floor, walking past so many dead bodies both in their wolf and human forms.

We stepped outside through another door in the castle and there was barely a fight going on, or rather

it was almost over as Lucius' warriors had dropped in number and were outnumbered by Killian's warriors and an army of other warriors.

Shit. It can't be. I felt myself panicking as I recognized the scent of the other army. They were my brother's army. How on earth could this be?

I glanced over to where Killian was fighting in his human form. Now fear danced across my face as I realized if Killian found them here, things were going to be ugly. I had to find Leonardo.

"Behind you," I heard Killian's voice amid my thoughts. But before I could make out what he meant, I felt a presence lunge at me, and I was ripped from its path by Killian. Lucius's warrior’s claws only tore through my arm, but it didn't look that deep, even though it hurt like hell.

Killian instantly killed the wolf, turning to me. "What were you thinking?" He said, not in a high-pitched tone. But I only stared at him with wide eyes. He gripped my bleeding arm which wasn't healing yet. Whatever that witch had shot at me still impeded me from accessing my wolf abilities and magic. "Here," he placed a sword in my hand. "Let's go, please stay close to me."

We made it to the front of the castle where the fight had ended, finding Brielle and Allen with some of our warriors. Some of Lucius' men and witches were dead, while some were captured already, and a greater half had somehow escaped. Killian left me with them to go after Lucius.

I inspected the dead bodies of the witches, but none of them belonged to that witch. And she wasn't among those captured.

I sighed, the most important one got away. I went in the direction of where Killian left, searching for him, leading me to the woods. From afar, I heard several men gather around, talking, or rather arguing

heatedly and angrily. Killian was one of them, including Lorenzo, and Morgan and my nose got a whiff of the others. They were my brothers.

"Sister," Kai turned to me and moved to where I was rooted in a hurry. He pulled me in his arms the instant I was within his reach.

My body became stiff, as my eyes traveled to Killian's whose gaze was on us. I could only feel rage from him, but he pulled his eyes away from us.

It confused me. If my brothers were here, it simply meant they came along with Killian. Does that mean Killian knew the truth before I told him?

Bloody hell, my emotions were high. I tried calming it down but I couldn't. Goddess, I didn't want to make a total disaster here, especially not when Killian was staring at me. He could no doubt feel the chaos in my soul. I looked away from his gaze when Morgan motioned forward to me. I couldn't find the strength to look away. He knew too. His emerald green eyes told me.

"Morgan," I didn't even know what to say. I was so focused on Killian that I didn't think about how broken I would feel if the people I had learned to care about in Killian's pack rejected me.

Before I could force myself to say further, Morgan embraced me tightly. I couldn't stop the tears that rushed from my eyes as he pulled away after a while. Those spotless green eyes of his had a lot of questions for me.

Lorenzo stalked forward. And I searched around, but there was no Valerie. "And Valerie?"

"She is taking care of the ritual," Lorenzo said and my eyes went up into the sky. The crescent moon had vanished from the sky. I hoped the ritual worked and the curse was broken.

"My army has swept through the territory," Leonardo said, after being mind-linked. "They couldn't find Lucius, he must have escaped before the war started."

"Yes, and with more than half of his army and witches. That imbecile will be back," I said, knowing the type of person Lucius was, he wouldn't stop until he sees Killian dead and conquers his pack.

"I hope he comes back," Killian sounded from where he was still rooted. "In the meantime, some warriors will be monitoring the pack, in case he shows up," he moved closer. "We should get going," he said specifically to me.

"She isn't going anywhere with you," I closed my eyes briefly as Kaiser's voice sounded. I could already feel Killian's rage intensifying, and so was Kaiser’s. "The truth is out. She's one of us, there's no way we would let you leave with her, my sister isn't safe with you."

Killian took a step forward, his eyes were so dark, but Morgan spoke before he could.

"And she is with you?" Morgan asked, sarcastically, making Kaiser chuckle.

"Let's not pretend everything is suddenly alright. I still fucking hate you, and you bloody bastards do the same. Sheila is family, at least she wouldn't have to be constantly in fear, wondering just when any one of you would turn on her and complete the task your father started years ago, handing her to the Dark Circle," before Kaiser could finish his words, Morgan sent a steady blow at him which Kai reciprocated quickly. Before things turned into something ugly, Lorenzo stepped in between them, separating them.

"My sister isn't going back to that godforsaken pack," Kaiser spat, furiously.

"That's not for you to decide," Morgan replied. Almost in an instant, the air became tense, as I felt everyone's eyes shift on me as if expecting me to suddenly step up and make a decision.

I shook my head, folding my arms against my chest. This is so fucked up.