Sheila's point of viewIt was quite early at dawn before the sun came up that I went to see Thea in her dungeon. As soon as I stepped in, she lazily pulled her eyes open and her lucent brown eyes fell on me."I was expecting you. I knew you'd come to gloat," she sounded venomous, but her voice was still sharp. I thought by now she must have realized the serious trouble she was in, but it is obvious she hasn't.I countered the spell Valerie had placed in the dungeon, ensuring no magic could be used inside. But Thea's spelled shackles confining her to her chair were more than enough to keep her magic locked up. I turned to the door and muttered a few chants, making sure nothing that happens in here escapes this room. Not even an echo.I moved closer to her in my leather boots. I was just returning from the training field and I decided to meet Thea as Killian requested."I would love to, only you are not worth it, Thea," I said, I really didn't have the time for whatever mind games she w
Sheila's point of view"Kai!" I yelled in fear, at the fireballs scattered in the sky aiming for different parts of the pack. This was going to cause great destruction and deaths.I left Kai and turned for the door. I hurried out of the court, stepping into the night's darkness and blue sky as one of the fireballs headed for the witches' quarters.I used my magic and held its force, redirecting it back to where it was coming from.I glanced around. Some of the fireballs were redirected by the witches scattered around in the pack while some exploded against the earth, causing destruction.I turned to Kai. "Lucius has resources and we are clearly outnumbered. Help us, Kai, please. We need witches, warriors, and resources, otherwise, Lucius will win," I said, trying to convince my brother into helping the pack."Fuck it, Sheila," I could hear him curse under his breath. His deep loving hazel eyes fell on me, regarding me. "Stay with the witches, Sheila. I'll see what I can do."A small s
Killian's point of viewMy amber orbs gleamed a dangerous shade of red, my vision glowed red as well. I made full use of my wolf's side, plucking out the heads of Lucius's rogues and witches that attacked. My sharp elongated nails dripped with their disgusting thick crimson blood.I pulled out the heart of an idiotic rogue coming at me, my eyes flickered to Allen and Jax in a fight with rogues as well.My claws were dripping wet. I glanced around as my army fought against Lucius's army. It was already dead in the night, and the foul odor of blood and stench of death mixed with the midnight air.We've been fighting for quite some time but so far, there's been no sign of Lucius. I tried mind-linking Sheila, but it was not connecting. I was getting worried. I left in search of her. I knew she had to be at the witches' quarters, fighting alongside the witches, at least, that way, she would be able to use her magic.I was racing through the woods, my body and bare chest smeared with blood.
Killian's point of viewIt was already morning, and the sun appeared above the Eastern horizon. I moved past the bloody mess on the ground, scattered around the pack. Lifeless bodies of Lucius's army of both rogues and witches. More than half of his army was all dead, few escaped while a few were taken as prisoners.Lucius was dead. His death gave me great joy and satisfaction. Finally, he was able to pay for every damned wrong he did to Sheila.I felt a rush of calmness within me. We did not only win the war Lucius started, but we also managed to put an end to the terrible things that had been occurring in the pack, along with Thea.I left the castle and joined Morgan at the Packhouse where the warriors were disposing of the bodies."How are things going?" I turned to Morgan whose green eyes were already on me."The outcome is better than I had imagined. We lost a few warriors, while the wounded ones are being taken care of by the Pack's physician, and the witches," he voiced."I'll
Sheila's point of viewMy heart was jumping in my chest and suddenly, I couldn't breathe as his golden irises bored down at me with an indescribable emotion in his depth.I shot upright on my bed, my hair and body damp from sweat under my night dress. It was just a dream. I swallowed several deep breaths, placing my hand over my chest as I tried to calm my heavy panting. But I just couldn't. I couldn't even quell the vibrations from my body. I didn't know if it was from fear or confusion.It's been a long time since Lucius' abrupt war since I had one of these dreams. And that was almost three weeks ago. I had spelled my dreams and ensured whatever madness was going on in there stopped, and it did. Or at least I thought it did.I sighed, resting my elbows on my thighs while using my hands to rub my face. My heart and thought were in an uproar. I kept on swallowing some air, as my body vibrated more. I couldn't lie, for the first time in my life, I felt angst. Even Adie felt the same wa
Sheila's point of viewValerie's blue eyes became heated on me. "What are you saying?" She shifted from the shelf, giving me her full attention."The dreams started not long ago, and I thought I had put an end to it—" I started but Valerie cut me off."What do you mean by putting an end to it?" She asked, and I could feel the uneasiness in her entire aura, and earnestly it was affecting me."I spelled myself, stopping whatever madness that was, and for a while, it worked, but somehow it's back," I said, looking her in the eyes. "I had a dream about him again, and oh, Val, it felt so real," I confessed as the bad feeling in my chest grew more.Valerie placed two of her fingers against her temple. I could see the flash of fear in her eyes but she was trying desperately to hide it."Alright. Let's calm down, Sheila," she muttered, leading me away from the shelf, and back to her table. "How can you be sure it was the Dark Lord?" She asked, regarding me. "Firstly, it's not even possible. Y
Sheila's point of viewI was all dolled up already. It was night time, and the party had started. Many guests from far regions had made appearances already. And some members of the Council had attended the ball already. I stood in front of the tall mirror that held my reflection. I looked really beautiful in the dress Killian picked for me. It was a gold floor-length mermaid-style dress with an embroidered corset at the top. It was stunning and matched my white and gold masquerade mask. I loved it.The door pulled open and Brielle stepped in. She was all dressed up as well, and her long black hair fell down her shoulders, stylishly."It's time," she smiled, joining me in the mirror. "There has never been so many people in the pack like tonight," she said. "Tonight's going to be so much fun.""Yeah," I whispered to myself. I turned to her, taking her in. There was something different about her. In a good way. "You look beautiful," I told her, examining her carefully.Brielle smiled, "
Sheila's point of viewI weaved my way through the crowd, with Morgan's hand still on my wrist."What happened back there?" He asked me with his green irises on me.I shook my head. "Nothing," That was all I had to say. I didn't understand what had happened back there. All I could feel was the vibrations within me, and the fearful feeling in my chest that was suffocating me. I took off my mask."Hey Sheila, take a deep breath," Morgan pulled me to a stop as he could hear the deafening banging of my heart against my chest."I will, but first, I must find Valerie," I left him in a haste and headed for the tall golden doors which led me outside into the cold darkness. I couldn't find Valerie nor Lorenzo.I gripped my heavy dress with my hands, pulling it up a little so I could move hastily. I was about to head for the witches' quarters when I felt Killian's presence.His scent encamped me as he held me close to him. "I've been looking everywhere for you.""Have you seen Valerie?" I asked
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