Killian's point of view"What nonsense are you saying, Valerie?" Those were the first words that managed to fill the air after odd and incredibly long seconds of silence."It's not nonsense, Killian, it's the truth. Sheila, your mate and the gifted one is Leonardo and Kaiser's sister," Valerie again voiced."What the heck are you doing, Valerie?" Kaiser gaited forward in rage."Shut it," I growled, silencing everyone, my deep, and now darkened eyes moved from Valerie to Leonardo who hasn't muttered a fucking word, or moved an inch.His cautious blue eyes were on me, regarding me like a damned hawk. This couldn't be. I released a small, dry chuckle that lasted for only a second. "This- This is a joke," I shook my head, taking several steps backward.I turned to Morgan and for the first time, he was completely frozen in his spot. He was speechless and confused. I don't think he realized this was just a lie. A brazen and unrealistic lie. Sheila couldn't be their sister, she couldn't be a
Sheila's point of viewI groaned awake. My head was throbbing hard against my skull. I winced at the intense pain racing through my bones.Slowly, my heavy lashes pulled apart and my eyes fluttered open.I inhaled deeply, feeling so weak, I couldn't even move a muscle and the ache in my head grew worse.I mustered all my strength, pushing myself up to a seating position. I groaned loudly, grabbing both sides of my head with my hands in a poor attempt to stop my head from exploding literally.Gosh, my head hurts like hell. My whole body vibrated with pain, I placed my hand on my neck, feeling the stinging pain that was spreading from my neck.I realized I was bleeding, it wasn't deep, but I still felt intense pain from there. What the hell happened to me?I fought the dizziness that tempted me back to slumber. I tried to concentrate hard on my thoughts, trying to remember what had happened to me.I sank deeper into my memories when instantly, broken pieces from my memories began to glu
Sheila's point of viewI gasped weakly, placing a hand over my neck where I had wounded myself. I was beginning to think this was a bad idea as the blood on my neck began to rush out fastly. I was bleeding badly. The worst-case scenario is that I may probably die before I get the chance to break out of here or before Killian found me. I knew he would be going crazy trying to find me.And that's exactly what Lucius wants. He wanted them here. He didn't want the curse to be broken, thereby ensuring Killian's and the Pack's soon demise all in the name of greed.I groaned, as the strength in my hand was slowly escaping, and my blue dress and cloak had been smeared with my blood. I couldn't even move properly on the bed as every movement on the bed was restricted by the chains binding me.I tried to seek Adie out but it was again useless. It was as if there was a wall separating us.After a while of bleeding out, I pulled up from the bed, forcing myself into a seating position. I brought t
Sheila's point of viewIn a quick motion, I was on the bed and Killian was on top of me, kissing me. His kisses started as slow, and passionate. I could feel every emotion in them. It was like he was communicating some kind of message to me. It was so deep and made me feel things. It was always like this. Whenever Killian and I did these things it always felt like it was our first.There were sparks and goosebumps all over my skin, not because of the cold air around the chamber, but because Killian stopped kissing my lips and began kissing my neck and my shoulder blade. It made my body weak.He positioned himself firmly on top of me as he continued assaulting my neck, I felt him graze the crook of my neck, at my marking spot. He took his sweet time before returning his lips to mine.I shut my eyes, grabbing hold of Killian's jacket. I was literally dying of so much pleasure and what's worse, he was barely doing anything to me.Killian pulled me up in his arms, and his fingers moved to
Sheila's point of viewThe 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.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 o
Sheila's point of viewI folded my arms against my chest as everyone's eyes were on me as if expecting me to make a decision. Were they being serious right now?It was like they were asking me to choose between my family and Killian. No. I won't be a part of this. I refuse to be a part of this. I shook my head, taking a step back. "No. Don't drag me into this," I said, turning away.Leonardo motioned forward to me, his large arms wrapped me around his body, and I could feel myself rolling my eyes. But it wasn't me. I looked in Killian's direction and his hooded eyes were on us."We need to talk, but not tonight," he said, placing a kiss on my forehead. "Take care, sister," he whispered before turning to an already fuming Kaiser who was not liking how things were going. "Let's go."Kaiser shook his head, meeting my blue eyes. But before he spoke, I hugged him. Even if no one understood Kaiser's rage, I did. I knew Leonardo did too, but it wasn't the same.Fourteen years ago, when Killi
Sheila's point of view I kept smiling at the members of the pack and everyone present at the celebration. I was standing at a corner in the grand hall, wearing one of the silken dresses, tailored by Lady Elenore, who's rumoured by Brielle to be the finest clothier in all of North Central. It had a high neck, and a small opening, showing off the valley of my chest. Killian had made a fuss about it, insisting it was quite revealing but the girls came to my defence, and I particularly loved it, as well as the astounding wonders Brielle made of my brown hair, tying it into a neat ponytail. I was chatting with a few Lunas that had accompanied their mates to the party. It was a small feast, celebrating me and the pack, as I have officially been linked to the pack, and hence I could mind-link every member of the pack because Killian and I have marked each other. Also, it was a small feast for the pack, celebrating their freedom from the crescent curse that has plagued them for years. We w
Sheila's point of view I shifted underneath the covers, stirring on the large bed. I stretched to the other side of the bed where Killian was laying but I was greeted by a disturbing coldness from the sheets. My eyes tore open, and I groaned, adjusting my eyes to the bright sun rays that sneaked through the window, descending on me. I rose to a sitting position on the bed, brushing back my long brown hair. I peered at the window, the fun was shining so brightly and I had overslept. I moved my eyes back to the bed, but Killian wasn't beside me. He must have woken up early to get ready for the day. Today was a little busy, as Killian would be attending a meeting at the Council's castle, and I also had a lot of things to tend to in the pack, amongst which was looking forward to kicking Thea out of the pack. I left the bed, showered quickly and got dressed in one of my training clothes. I joined the warriors at the training field and I trained with Brielle, Ria and Allen. All through, I
Sheila's point of viewI adjusted the little bundle of joy in my arms, feeling his tiny warmth against my body. He was simply beautiful, sleeping peacefully in my arms as I fiddled with his baby fingers.My lips curled into a small smile, and for a second, I couldn't hide the elation that swirled within my chest just looking at his adorable little face. Slowly, I walked to the beautiful wooden cradle and gently placed Wren in it.Staring at his beautiful face, I couldn't stop my mind from thinking about my dreams that had been constant for a week now. At first, it confused me, because even after the war and everything, some things had still not made sense to me. Like the visions I had seen from Amelie's crystal ball. She had been lucid with her words that my choice would decide whatever future was to come.At first, I had thought my death would be the way out to save everyone I loved and ensure a future where everyone survived. But it wasn't supposed to be so, my death would have ruin
Killian's point of viewI held Sheila's body in my arms. She was fucking cold, and her heartbeat was getting slower by the second. I clutched her tightly to myself, my amber eyes moving up ahead to where Zeriyah, Valerie, Lorenzo, Zena, Gwen, and the few witches that didn't join the war at the Council were. They were all moving as fast as they could, trying to get everything needed for the ritual in order.My amber eyes drifted off to Leonardo who was with Vladimir's unconscious body not far from us. I sighed, bringing my gaze back to the binding around Sheila's neck. Zeriyah said it was to buy us enough time to get ready for the ritual and slow the dark magic from completely taking control of Sheila. We needed Sheila to be in control for this to work. My eyes rounded when I noticed that the silver binding around Sheila's neck had begun to melt. She was fucking cold, and yet the silver brace was melting."The silver is melting," I said quickly, and Lorenzo hastened to my side."Her ma
Killian's point of viewFrom the top mountains, we could already see the troop of warriors from Vladimir's army roar their way into North Central. I heaved a deep sigh, holding tightly onto my horse's reins, feeling my blood turn dreadfully cold. This was it. The time we battle for our lives, and either win against fate or lose.My deep, worried amber eyes lifted to the dark sky, and the giant full moon in it. Sheila has escaped, and right now, almost half of the Council's army were searching for her. They were all scared, believing the darkness had taken full control of the vessel.I sighed again, wishing that wasn't the case and I hoped Valerie and Lorenzo were having better luck than we were. Zeriyah had called for them urgently, requesting their presence immediately. It had something to do with Shota's magic. I wanted to be there as well, but Sheila was still missing, and we had to find her, hopefully before the war ended and the full moon turned red.I took in a long breath, gla
Sheila's point of viewI had no way of knowing exactly how many hours had gone by since my mother's spell room was located underground in the castle. But I knew with the long, torturous hours that had wandered by, it had to be dusk by now.I inhaled, resting against the wooden frame of the bed. Killian still hasn't returned, and I haven't seen Kaiser nor Valerie since I had woken up. The only people that had wandered around were Lorenzo and Zena when they came to fetch my blood, and I could feel Leonardo's presence behind those doors, but he couldn't muster the strength to face me again.I closed my eyes, and tears rolled out. They never stopped coming, even so now that I could feel the end was near. I had made a choice already, one Killian would never forgive me for, but I would never forgive myself, knowing I was the cause of so many deaths including my family. I had chosen to just let go. To stop fighting, to stop trying, and for once accept my fate.I burst out in tears; I couldn'
Sheila's point of viewI couldn't stop groaning in pain. This time, the pain came from everywhere, tearing me up inside. I groaned again, curling up against a warm softness. My head felt lightheaded, my eyelashes felt so heavy to pull open, my bones aching against their joints, and my energy completely drained.With so much effort, I pushed my eyes open, fluttering them consistently to keep my vision clear and steady for a second. The instant I got a clear view of the blank air, memories of my conversation with Amelie flooded my mind mercilessly, all at once, that caused my breathing to become rough and erratic and the tears from the deep sadness I felt drowned my blue ocean gaze and I couldn't stop it as I was reminded of my reality. I was the end for everyone and the war was in two days. I had to tell everyone.I tried to pull myself up but I couldn't, it was then I took notice of my surroundings. I was on a bed, but the last thing I remembered was leaving the Council, and then, the
Sheila's point of viewI screamed back to reality, jerking away from Amelie and her black crystal ball. My eyes were completely blurry with tears, and they never stopped rushing down.It couldn't be. I shook my head, as my teary gaze met with Amelie's dark hooded ones. She was staring at me with tears in her eyes as well."It can't be me. I would have known," I couldn't stop shaking my head, as more tears rushed down. I had wanted desperately to know exactly what was wrong with me. I had even considered this possibility, but now it was difficult to believe that I would be the end of every one. I killed poor Cora, and everyone was next.Amelie inhaled deeply, also in tears. She shook her head gently. "Everyone has a part to play," she muttered, slowly. "The end for everyone is coming with the war. In two days. You can destroy us all, and save us as well. Be prepared to make a choice, Sheila, and do what you must.""What choice, Amelie?" My broken voice sounded in a whisper."You will k
Sheila's point of view"Hello! My name is Sheila. Welcome to the Crescent North Pack," I said with a warm smile, holding out my hand to the new family that just arrived at the pack. "You must be exhausted, so I'll take you straight to your chambers, so you'll get settled in," They were part of the survivors from the West regions that were forced into hiding when Vladimir began to make attacks on the regions.These last few days, the pack had opened its territories to anyone needing refuge during the war. We had no idea how or when the war would be, but we were ready.I led them to one of the vacant quarters near the Packhouse. I showed them to their chambers and helped them settle in, before leaving.I kept catching Killian staring at me, now and then. He hasn't left the Pack today. He's been training with the warriors from our pack and the Grey Wolf pack, but I knew he was only keeping an eye on me and that was beyond frustrating.Even with the few tasks I had been using to try to ke
Killian's point of view"No, fucking no," I was completely still, unable to move, think, or breathe. "Sheila can't be the vessel," I muttered. Hearing the words leave my lips, I realized how badly I had hoped this wasn't the case. I had hoped this was just one of those silly thoughts.I watched as Lorenzo slowly fell on a chair; his hands clasped firmly against each other."How can you be so sure?" I moved closer to him."I did the spell over and over again. Sheila's blood has an anomaly, Killian. It's tainted with dark magic," Lorenzo spoke slowly and his every word was like a stab to my chest."No, Lorenzo. Sheila cannot be the vessel. She can't be. It's not possible, she's a fucking white wolf!" I leaned on the table for support, gazing deep into Lorenzo's eyes."I don't know how it happened, but that darkness has been in Sheila all this time, and it managed to stay hidden. Sheila has been the one preparing for the blood ritual."I groaned internally at the pain that tore through m
Sheila's point of viewI still haven't recovered from the shock from earlier when I was at the Council. The dagger had burned me. But why?Adie came up with the umpteenth reason why, but none of it made sense why the dagger burnt me. I plopped down on the bed in Killian's chamber. I had left the Council and came back home to prepare for the ritual tonight. Even though deep down, I knew that was just a lie, and I could tell Valerie suspected it. At that time, I just wanted to leave that place.My eyes shifted to the darkness already lurking outside the window. I should be on my way to the Council now, but all of a sudden, I didn't want to. I didn't understand my sudden fears these days, it was so unlike me, but I had to admit. I felt so frightened deep down, and I had no idea why. I just didn't want to go for the ritual all of a sudden.Maybe Killian was right. Maybe I needed some rest.I contemplated going to Lorenzo, but I knew the spell he was working on wouldn't be completed by now