Third-person’s viewKillian sauntered towards Sheila, boring an angry glare at her. It made her freeze on the spot.Without warning, the back of his hand came into harsh impact with her cheek, and Sheila landed on the floor.Did he...? Did her own mate just strike her?"Get the fuck up, Sheila!" he yelled, his tone angry and his gaze fixed on her.Sheila was shaking, tears pouring from her eyes. Even though she didn't respond, he fisted her hair and pulled her up. A cry of pain escaped her lips.Killian looked her in the eyes as he seemed ready to strike her again, but something flashed in his eyes. He couldn't decipher what it was.She just couldn't believe her own mate could strike her, and that too in the presence of the other woman, his lover. Deep waters gathered in Sheila's eyes, her gaze connecting with Killian's. She could see nothing in those amber crystals of his.Thea was quickly by his side. "Killian, did you see, she slapped me?" she said, crying, holding a hand to her ch
Sheila's point of viewThe sounds of owls hooting and insects chirping were all around me in the gentle night air, and the moon shone in its full glory, illuminating every path and step I took. After much time, I realized that I had been lost, walking round and around in circles."Where the hell am I now?" I thought to myself, confused. Now I was running up north in hopes of finding some trail leading out of this damn forsaken forest.Quickly, I stopped in my tracks. Although I hadn't yet discovered my wolf, I had a better-than-average sense of hearing. I wasn't alone now. Someone was indeed in this forest with me.I tense up, grabbing the small dagger I held for protection, gripping on tightly to it like it was my only form of life line. I wandered into the forest all alone at night. Somehow, I had a feeling that whatever and whoever was in this forest with me wasn't coming in peace."Hello, is there anyone out there? " I inquired, spinning my head around in search of whatever was pr
Sheila's Point Of ViewI was standing at the edge of a cliff, staring at the beautiful work of nature. It was the first light of dawn, and the sun was barely rising. Birds were flying high, chirping a beautiful morning melody. The sight was simply exquisite. And he was there, beside me.I could feel his strong minty breath brushing against my neck with his strong arms wrapped around me, imprisoning me in his arms. I felt Killian's rugged hands on my soft and milky skin as I squirmed under his touch.The sensation of sparks coursing through every bone in my body, and my moans and gasps escaped my lungs, filling the air. I heard Killian's lustful growls, as he traced his hands over my full breasts and circled my pink nipples.I released another moan, feeling my need for him grow stronger. My hands were digging deeper into the back of his large body, beads of sweat on my skin.Killian's sweet lips trailed kisses down my slender stomach, journeying down to my pubic bone. His dark, lustful
Killian's Point Of ViewSheila had been missing for hours, and no one had seen her leave the castle, but that was all over when Allen mind-linked me, informing me that my mate, Sheila, had been found."Mate has returned," Ryker said. I could feel him growl in excitement. It was a great relief that she was found. I don't know what I would have done if she hadn't been found, or worse, if something bad had happened to her. I immediately rushed to meet her.There she stood. She looked really tired and her brown hair was a mess, but she looked pretty. I felt the urge to pull her in for a long hug, but those thoughts completely went up in flames as soon as I saw who her companion was. It was Morgan. My little brotherHe has returned, but why? And most importantly, what in hell was he doing with my mate? A surge of anger took over me as I walked towards both of them, my gaze unmoved from Morgan."Hello brother, miss me?" He spoke with a smirk plastered on his face. For reasons I really wish
Sheila's point of viewThe next morning, I was already awake, and the feeling of Killian's body still lingered on my skin. I still couldn't move past that moment, I hated the inevitable truth that as much as I hated the insane fact that Killian affected me, shamelessly, I craved more of his touches.I sighed, embarrassed by my thoughts.I have been locked in my room since I was led back by that traitor known as Morgan. To be honest, this wasn't what I expected to happen to me when I was caught; normally, it was considered a heinous crime for a Luna to flee, abandoning her pack and mate, but thankfully, I wasn't even locked up in the dungeon or severely punished.That's a relief.My door knob clicked open, causing me to jump up from bed at light speed. I watched the door open, leading me to Ria, my best friend."Sheila," she said, with a streak of concern evident in her voice as her chocolate brown eyes shimmered."Ria," I called after her, standing up as we met for a long hug."You ga
Sheila's point of viewI stepped out of the castle into the morning sunrise, its warmth seeping into my body. I was with Brielle, waiting for Morgan before joining the others at the stable. Morgan joined us soon enough, and the three of us gaited to the stables.Many of the pack members were already on their horses. My eyes scanned around and they fell on Killian. He was as usual with Thea, helping her on her horse. I wanted to look away before he caught me staring, but instantly, his perfect amber eyes met mine.Quickly, I looked away.Honestly, I've been avoiding him, and so has he. But I have grown used to that, especially with Morgan's company. He's been literally a good friend to me. I wonder why Killian doesn't get along with him.That doesn't surprise me though. Killian never gets along with anybody. The only person he ever seems to crack a smile around is that whore. Just at the thought of that, I felt a nagging pain in my head. I've gotten quite used to the pain already, and
Sheila's point of viewThis is really bad.Killian's angry eyes were on me, showing nothing but hate and utter disbelief.I watched in confusion and horror as Mason approached Killian with the crossbow and arrow.Killian's unfeeling eyes were on me again, after he inspected the arrow with the one in his hands."It's poisoned," he said, with hooded eyes."And those don't belong to me. It belongs to someone else. A man. He had his face covered, so I couldn't see his face properly. I walked in on him while he was shooting this—" I dragged on, my heartbeat skyrocketing when I noticed the incredulous look everyone seemed to be throwing my way.They couldn't possibly think I would really murder Killian, right? I mean, with Thea, that might have been a possibility, but with Killian, I would never."Even though I couldn't see the face of whoever shot that, he had the crescent mark on his wrist," I finished, but Killian's cold gaze was filled with a rotten glare.His fine lips pressed against
Sheila's point of viewI was left alone in my chamber, crippling to the floor. The door suddenly clicked open, I lifted my head up to find Morgan at the door. The tears that I had imprisoned rushed out forcefully, before I could stop myself, I was up on my feet racing to him. Instantly falling into his arms.Morgan engulfed me, his hands holding me firmly, as more tears escaped my eyes.When I got much control of my emotions, my blue eyes pulled to meet him."I really didn't do it…" I counted my words, hoping someone at least believes me.Morgan remained silent, his silence shattering my heart. He was the only one I had hope in.Quietly, he led me to my bed. I was seated and Morgan crouched before me. His bright emerald green irises were indecipherable just like his brother.Morgan picked my trembling hands in his, holding my stare seriously. "Tell me everything that happened," he said, pausing. "Every single detail Sheila."I held onto his hands like I was holding on to my life. I re