Chapter 6 Six

Sheila's point of view

As I scanned around the lone hallways that led outside the castle, there was not a single soul. My heart was pounding hard in my chest as I quickened my walking. I could feel the presence trailing behind me, drawing closer.

Fear jammed my heart. I swiveled around, and to my surprise, there was no one behind me. I turned around and instantly, my blue crystals fell on the figure before me.

"Who are you?" I asked, sending a hand to my chest. I really didn't know what I was thinking, or why I suddenly became too frightened, but a second ago, I swear it felt like I was being followed.

"I deeply apologize for startling you." The woman spoke softly as I took her in. She looked unfamiliar. I hadn't noticed her during the ceremony, because she would have stood out. She looked older, maybe in her thirties or so, wearing a grayish-colored dress with a black cloak worn over her body, allowing her ebony hair to fall to her side.

"I saw you leaving the hall, and I simply wanted to congratulate you." She smiled sweetly at me.

I managed to push out a smile. I told her genuinely, "Thank you. But, who are you?"

Her smile deepened on her lips. "I am Valerie." She sent a hand out to me, which I took, noticing the black tattoo that stood out on her wrist. It was an unusual tattoo, which seemed more like a runic symbol.

"I'm Sheila," I said, and she nodded knowingly with a smile, causing me to chuckle. "And you already know that. Nice to meet you, Valerie," I said, instantly liking her. It is funny how this night keeps getting weirder.

"The pleasure will always be mine, Luna."

My eyes fell on the tattoo on her wrist. A thought raced through my mind. I pulled my lips open to speak, but Brielle's protruding voice sounded.

"Oh my, Sheila. I have been looking for you everywhere. If the Alpha finds out you stepped out of the castle, it will be the end of me. " She rushed closer to us. I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes. I bet the asshole could care less whether I left the castle or not.


"I badly needed some air," I told Brielle, as she stopped beside me.

"Valerie," Brielle said, tilting her head slightly towards the woman. "I do apologize, but we have to head back to the party."

Valerie nodded, "I understand. We will meet again, Luna." With that, we left her and went back into the hall.

I spent the remaining hours of the party in complete boredom. The guests were the types that liked to party till dawn. Not even once did Killian return to the party. I tried not to care, but I couldn't shake off the image of Killian in bed with his lover.

The Elders had long left the party, and so had some guests from the castle. I sighed, holding one more faux smile, bidding farewell to some of the Alphas, then Brielle and I left the hall, heading to my chamber. I couldn't help but reflect on tonight's events. I was reminded of those deep hazel eyes of that stranger, Kaiser Black. He didn't seem like a bad person, even though it was as clear as day that he and Killian had some kind of history. I became curious. Too curious.

I turned to Brielle, who was beside me, accompanying me to my chamber. "Who was that man?"

Brielle folded her brows, questioningly.

"Kaiser Black," The instant I bit out his name, Brielle stiffened. Her eyes shot up to look at me.

She shifted her gaze away from me and said, "He's an Alpha of the Black Blood Pack."

"They both seemed angry at each other-" Before I could complete my words, Brielle stopped walking, turning to me. She seemed nervous.

"That's simply because the Black Blood Pack is an enemy pack," she answered quickly to me before we continued walking. There was something she wasn't saying. Deep down I knew it, but I didn't push further, so I decided to change the topic and we talked about something else.

As soon as Brielle left me in front of my chamber, I sauntered inside, and to my surprise, Killian's blazing amber eyes came into view. He was in my chamber, sitting at the edge of the bed. It looked like he had been waiting for me.

He was glaring at me, and I couldn't understand why. His penetrating gaze seemed to see right through me. More than ever, I wish I could hide away. I looked away from his biting glare, roving to the dressing table on my right, where I took out the hairpins that held my hair perfectly in a bun. Immediately, my long brown hair fell down my s

houlders.

"How do you feel?" Killian's menacing voice echoed in the walls.

I turned to face him, glowering harder. The skin on my forehead folded confusingly. "About what exactly?"

Killian was on his feet, but he didn't take a step closer to me. He wasn't smiling at all. His thin cherry lips pressed against each other in a grimace, his thick black brows curled up in a rage, beneath his dirty blonde hair that fell on his face.

"Do you crave the attention of men so badly that you are willing to jump into bed with the first asshole you meet here in my castle?" His voice highlighted his last few words, making me flinch abruptly.

"No, I don't," I snapped in a similar rage. "And I don't appreciate the tone you are using on me."

"Don't lie to me, Sheila." He snapped back, swallowing the wide gap between us. He pressed my shoulders tightly against his chest. "If you don't crave the attention of men, tell me exactly what you were doing in the arms of that bloody asshole."

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