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
Valerie's point of viewI pulled down the woolen hood covering my shiny black hair as I stepped through the black gigantic gates of the supreme council. I breathed in calmly, the fresh air gliding into my nose, releasing the restlessness that had clogged my chest on the way here.By my side was Alpha Killian of the Crescent North Pack. He turned to me, giving me a small nod, and together, we made our way to the supreme court.Walking through the black doors into the supreme court reminded me of the Crystal Fortress. A place where I grew up. Unfortunately, it was no more.My eyes scanned the familiar faces of everyone that had appeared for the Council meeting today. The court was filled with every ranked member of the Council from various supernatural kinds within the whole of North Central.I moved closer to the large mound that was rooted in the center of the courts, which had various seats around it and also behind it. I settled into one of them, and so did everyone else.The counci
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