The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Forty-Eigh

Killian's point of view

I got on the horse, behind Sheila. I wrapped my arms stylishly around her, reaching out to the reins in her hands. I smiled at the sparks that formed there. Sheila retracted her hands, folding them against her chest.

I sighed, tugging harder on the reins, navigating the horse out of the human village. Soon we were back in the woods. Instead of following the main route that led back to the capital, I decided to go through a different route. The Fire Crest Pack could be scattered around waiting for us, and I desperately hoped Morgan and the guys were safe.

We rode for hours, the bright burning of the sun lessened, slowly retiring for the day. I moved faster on the horse. We had to get to shelter before the moon came up and darkness covered the earth.

After a few hours of riding, we reached a familiar cottage right outside the capital. The moon was already shining down on us, and it would be dangerous to keep on riding. We would rest here for the night, and hopefully, before dawn, Ryker would be fully healed and I would be able to send word to my brother.

We halted in front of the cottage. I jumped down from it. Sheila followed me after. I led the horse to the side of the cottage, tying it firmly to the tree.

"Where are we?" Sheila's beautiful voice sounded as she cautiously scanned the surroundings, her hands rubbing the skin of her arm to provide some warmth for herself as the cold air blew harshly to the east.

"Do not worry, this place is safe. It belongs to my pack, and no one knows about it." I informed her, walking to the front door.

"I am not worried," she bit out furiously.

I stopped in my tracks, turning to see her face under the moonlight. She was still angry, and it seemed like my mere presence annoyed her. It was as if everything I did or said seemed to piss her off.

Her blue eyes were directed at me, glaring.

I pulled away first. It was better this way than to have her get madder than she already was.

I held onto the knob. It was rusty. I haven't been here in a long time. I grabbed a rock from the ground, smashing it against the knob, and it broke to the ground.

I pushed it open, the smell of dust filling the air. I gazed back at Sheila, who was a safe distance away. "Hang on a minute."


I went inside. It was just a single old room with a pile of dust around it and webs.

I grabbed the sheets off the bed, dusting off some dust and getting rid of the webs.

Sheila sauntered closer to the entrance of the door. I managed to get rid of some dust and webs, making the place comfortable for the night.

When I was done, I gestured her in.

While Sheila sat on the bed, I went out to get some wood to burn. I was back after a few minutes with some wood. Sheila was curled up on the bed, asleep.

I made a small fire in the cottage, warming up the air. My eyes fell on the sleeping figure of my mate, curled so perfectly on the bed. I couldn't help but move closer to the bed. I grabbed some woolen sheets and spread them over her body.

I sat on the bed, watching her asleep. She was beautiful. So beautiful that it caused my eyes to sting with tears. Even in her sleepy state, I could see the angry folds of her brows and the dark circles around the skin of her eyes from way too much pain and exhaustion.

"You are responsible for that, Killian." Ryker's voice accused loudly in my head. I nodded my head knowingly. I was indeed responsible for that. But I didn't mean to hurt her. I just wanted to protect her.

"If that was true, you wouldn't have chosen Thea over her. You wouldn't have preferred to stay back with that woman instead of accompanying our mate!" Ryker shot again, mercilessly. He was vexed and upset with me.

Hearing the stern truth from my wolf was like a stab in my chest.

My eyes glistened with tears that rolled freely from my eyes. I shut my eyes, bathing in the pain. My eyes pulled open, and surprisingly, I found Sheila staring at me with hidden emotions in her eyes.

Without blinking away, I held her stare, and my hand fell on her warm one. My eyes furrowed and my lips parted. "I am so sorry for hurting you." The words left my lips with all seriousness and sincerity.

Sheila's blue eyes widened gently, her eyes unmoving from mine.

"I shouldn't have treated you the way I have been doing, and believe me, I regret not following you instead. I should have gone with you. You are my priority, Sheila, and will always be of importance to me." I said, calmly and slowly. I needed her to know. I gave her soft hand a small squeeze before moving to the other side of the bed. I plopped down on it, shutting my eyes.

***

The night went extremely slow. I stirred gently on the bed. My eyes pulled open and I found Sheila's blue eyes on me.

She was lying next to me on the small bed, curled in her previous position, watching me tightly. My amber irises held her stare. It didn't hold rage or annoyance. Whatever it was in those precious eyes of hers was soft and tender. She was slowly becoming a master at masking her emotions.

I couldn't pull away from her stare. I just relished the pleasure of having her next to me. This was the first time we'd shared the same room and existed calmly in the same space. I loved it and wanted to treasure it a little longer.

We remained fixed in our position, taking each other in. Then she stirred and moved closer to me. Sheila took me by surprise when she leaned closer and her lips touched mine.

Oh, my goddess. I froze.

I was shocked when her hand pulled up to my face as she began to kiss me. Her lips moved softly on mine, and I found myself kissing her back softly.

I leaned against the bed as Sheila positioned herself on top of me, her lips not breaking away from mine, and soon, her legs were spread out to my sides, straddling me.

I moaned into the blissful kiss. My hands fell on her waist, but she held them, placing them back on the bed.

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