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
Killian's point of viewSheila and I walked back to the castle, after finishing up training. I showered and got dressed for the meeting at the Council today. I will be going with Allen and Mason, since Valerie and Lorenzo have not returned since yesterday. They had made a short trip to the south, along with a witch from Leonardo's pack.Well, since I had learned the truth about Sheila's true identity, I have been trying my hardest not to get in any sort of confrontation with those brothers of hers, and I noticed so have they, at least, Leonardo does try to keep Kaiser in check. We still very much hated each other, but Valerie was right, only Sheila would come out hurt in all of this. I can't imagine how it must make her feel, having a mate who despised her family and a family who despised her mate.I really can't trust myself to make any promises, but I swear, I would do my hardest to tolerate her brothers, and I know for her, they would do the same and even worse. That's why we've be
Killian's point of view"Well, if you can't tell her, I guess I should," Thea crossed her arms against her chest. This woman was pure evil, how couldn't I see it all this time by her side? She was clearly faking everything. "She has to know her place now, and the pack needs to know that I am the one about to have your—""Shut up, Thea!" I had no idea how I was before her, and my hand was around her neck, strangling her with my sharp claws."Killian, if what you want is to murder me and rid yourself of your responsibility, then fine. After all, you are no different from your monstrous father!" she bit out, still smiling, without even fear for her life.Thea was indubitably sick to her bones. Her astute brown eyes had a dangerous glow in them. One that held so much evil.I moved away from her, retracting my claws. "You are crazy, Thea," I said to her, walking away from her. "This stunt of yours won't last long.""Whatever you say, Killian, but I won't be leaving this pack, not today, n
Sheila's point of viewI was in a meeting with Morgan and some ranking old wolves from the village pack at the far northern borders of the pack's territory.I could hear nothing except the consistent tapping of my padded fingers against the flat surface of the round table in the court.I had tried to tear my thoughts away, but I couldn't. Killian's words had been hounding my thoughts all morning. I just couldn't fathom his words. And I couldn't quell the rage that kept growing within me every time Killian's words echoed in my mind.I couldn't understand why he still wanted Thea around after everything. I thought he would be ecstatic to have her out of the pack. Several thoughts raced through my mind as I tried to come up with a reason why Killian would plead with me not to throw Thea out, yet.I took a deep breath when I heard the sharp call of my name. I snapped my head to my right where Morgan was seated not far from me.His green careful eyes were on me, watching me closely with co
Sheila's point of view"Sheila," Killian rushed to where Morgan, Maggie, and I were gathered. He moved closer to me, and I jerked up on my feet.My penetrating blue eyes that held my tears and stabbing anguish landed at Killian."Sheila, I swear I was going to tell you–" he started, but before he could speak further, I walked straight past him, grabbing a handful of my dress in my hands, I raced out of the Castle, sprinting into the woods.I was far from in control of anything, especially my emotions. I felt a grueling gruesome sensation steer in my bones. There was deep turmoil in my broken soul. I didn't stop, I kept racing without any direction. I just wanted to stop the hurting in my soul. This was all too much to bear. Just when I had thought my life was finally in order, Thea was pregnant.She's pregnant with my mate's child. Killian's child. She's carrying his heir.I crashed against the earth, shedding tears profusely. I couldn't contain it all within. Thea once again would be
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