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
Killian's point of viewI just couldn't sit still. Ryker was lashing within me, wanting to be set free, wanting to be with our mate. But I just couldn't let it go. Now is the worst time for that. The dark pain in my chest kept on intensifying. I groaned in frustration, thrashing everything that stood on my table.My mind couldn't take any of this. My rough hands were tugging at my hair tightly as I shut my eyes tightly. Everything is a complete mess right now. Every second of those last hours played over and over again in my head. And I felt constant pain in my chest. Sheila was in serious trouble.Why on earth did it have to be her?The same question that had lingered in my thoughts echoed again.I would be lying if I said I didn't believe her. Hell, I believed everything she said. But the court couldn't. Somehow, they thought only the worst of her, and being Lucius Callaso's daughter didn't help her case. Sheila could be anything but a murderer. That was something those beautiful, y
Sheila's point of view I have been in my chamber for a day now. Ria and Brielle kept updating me on everything that was happening in the court. So far, no decision has been made. That was good to know, but so far there's been no way of proving my innocence. No way at all. And as the seconds ticked by, I couldn't help getting nervous. There was a quick knock on the door, I sent my eyes up and Brielle stepped in. She held an uneasy look on her face, which only scared me more. "It's time." She said, and I pulled up from the bed, flattening my dress. "Everyone has gathered at the court already." I took in sharp breaths. I have been called upon by the Pack's court for my trial. Brielle told me that Killian had insisted on it. For someone who didn't believe me, I was still grateful to him. It gave us some time to find the person who those weapons belonged to. I followed Brielle out of my room to the castle court. It was full with every ranking wolf in the Crescent North Pack present, eve
Sheila's point of viewI was walking the familiar, yet unusual, path to Valarie's very own spell room. I stopped in front of the odd-looking door without any doorknob or means to pull it open. I held my hand up in the air to knock at it when it pulled open with force. And standing a few inches away from me was Valarie. Her dark purple eyes fell on me, her lips twitching into a small smile as if she was expecting me."Come in, I was told you are in need of my help," she said, a little warmer than I had expected since our last meeting when she kept staring at me strangely.I followed Valerie in, glancing at the large room. She was alone, as usual. "Yes, I am in need of your help, and right now, you are the only one that can help me."She halted beside the large circular table, making me stop in my tracks as well.Today, she wasn't wearing her usual black cloak; instead, she had a purple dress that complimented her eyes just fine."Alright, what is it?" She asked, watching me closely. I
Killian's point of viewIt was already way past noon. The sun had dominated the sky already. I was seated in the large castle hall, and to my left was Thea, and to my right were Allen and Mason, my most trusted friends. I watched as the last ranked pack member of the court strode into the hall while more warriors gaited in large numbers. They all had confused and questioning gazes fixed on me.As Valerie had instructed, I ordered all ranked members of the pack and every warrior in my pack, including those who were in training, to appear in the hall. Today, Sheila will be judged and punished by myself and the Pack's court. Hopefully, things won't go that far though, and she will instead be free of all accusations. Valerie has a plan to expose whosoever shot that arrow that threatened Thea's life and mine, and with the help of the blood found on Sheila's dagger, we will find him.The large hall was cramped with everyone. I looked around and it seemed like everyone had gathered already.
Sheila's point of viewI couldn't wait any longer to get my trembling legs into my chamber. As soon as I was in, I let them collapse onto the bed, which gladly received me. I still couldn't believe everything had worked out so well. I couldn't believe that my innocence was proven in front of the court, and the real culprit was caught.I shut my eyes, holding back the tears that yearned for freedom.Just then, the door pulled open, and Ria came bustling through, rushing to me. Her hands were sprawled open in the air, gripping me in a hug."I am so glad you're safe," she whispered, holding me closer to her body. I returned her hug."I am glad too," I said, finally able to stop my trembling legs. Brielle roved over to us, joining in on the hug.After a while, we pulled away. I held both their hands, my blue eyes now glistening. "Thank you both for everything," I said, smiling at them. I had indeed found good friends.After keeping me company for some time, Brielle and Ria left. I was alo
Sheila's point of viewI scurried out of Killian's office; I simply couldn't stand the heat in there. I raced to my chamber without looking back. As soon as I was in, I slammed the door shut, my body leaning on it. My heartbeat was spiraling out of control, hammering hard against my chest, my body still trembling from the effect of Killian's body on mine.I sighed, plopping on my bed. My gaze stares up at the blank air. I was rooted in that position for a long time, several thoughts grazing through my mind as time flew by and twilight slowly crept in.I went down for my dinner, but instead of having my meal in the castle dining halls, where I'd be forced to tolerate Thea, I followed Brielle and Ria to the packhouse, which was only a short distance from the lonely castle walls. It was my first time stepping into the Packhouse since my stay so far was limited to the castle grounds and the garden. But I wanted to step out more, and get to know more about the pack and its members. I wante