The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 50 Fifty

Killian's point of view

I groaned, stirring on the bed. My bright amber eyes pulled open, falling on the beautiful figure of my mate, curled up so perfectly in my arms. I sighed in contentment, resting my head next to hers. Last night was the best night of my life. I couldn't possibly begin to describe the ecstasy that drowned me while making love to my mate. It was the best feeling ever. She was the most beautiful woman ever.

I leaned closer to her, placing a small kiss on her shoulder. Sheila shifted in her sleep, releasing a small moan. I grabbed the sheets, pulling them over her naked skin.

My eyes went around the cottage; the sun had already set. I gathered my discarded clothes from last night on the floor. In haste, I wore them sharply.

"Ryker?" I called out to my wolf, fastening my leather boots.

Ryker simply groaned, lazily. I chuckled deeply. He still hasn't recovered from the blissful pleasure of last night. Sheila took us to a world we never thought existed. My eyes glanced at my mate once more.

She was the epitome of beauty. Her long brown hair was falling messily on her face, flowing down into the valley between her gorgeous round breasts. I found myself gulping as I drank in her sleeping figure. She was well capable of seducing me without even trying. Last night proved exactly what a temptress she was, and I was only her prey.

Reluctantly, I left Sheila in the cottage, stepping into the bright morning sun. I decided to roam around the cottage, meticulously scanning the surroundings to ensure we were completely safe.

Finally, Ryker was able to pull out of last night's bliss. I felt his presence at the back of my mind. It seems to be with Sheila last night did both of us good. It was so damned hard to get enough of her last night, it felt as if I had been sex-starved all my life. Sheila awoke emotions and strange feelings within me that I was unaware of. She made me discover myself in a whole different dimension.

I immediately mind-linked Morgan to save time.

"Bloody hell, Killian! Why the fuck didn't you get in touch with us?" I heard Morgan's sharp words pierce through the mind link the instant I connected with him. "We've been literally scouring everywhere to find you,"

"Well, it's good to know someone missed me," I sounded in a cheery tone.

"What about Sheila? Is she with you?" His worried voice filtered through the mind link.

I growled quietly at his concern. "Yeah, she is with me, and she is fine."

"Thank the goddess. For a second, I feared the worst when we tried connecting to you, but it wasn't pulling through."

"My wolf was badly injured. I didn't have enough strength to reach out to the pack. " I explained everything, "How is everyone? What about Brielle? "

"A few warriors are injured, but that's about it. And Brielle, you know she's a survivor; her injuries are already healed." Morgan said. "Those fucking wolves of the Fire Crest Pack are still hunting for you two."

I snarled instantly at that new information. "They are after Sheila. They want her dead."

Morgan also growled angrily. "What do we do now, brother?"

"I need some warriors. We are just outside the capital, and the Fire Crest warriors could be scattered on the way to the capital." I muttered, squeezing my eyes, realizing we just might encounter another fight on our way back home. "Where are you now?"

"We are heading back to North Central." Morgan's words made my eyes widen. "Don't blame me if we were so fucking worried about the two of you to our bones that we kept searching relentlessly for you guys." He added, in a sharp tone.

I shook my head. "Whatever, we are at the cottage."

"The same cottage?" Morgan asked, knowingly. I nodded.

"Hurry!" I added before disconnecting.

I started heading back to the cottage. I reached for the door and pulled it open. My eyes instantly fell on Sheila.

She was awake, already out of bed, and getting dressed. Her head snapped my way when I stepped in. Her blue eyes were bright as she held my gaze.

I moved closer to where she was struggling with the ropes at the back of her dress. I stood behind her, my hands falling on hers as I gripped the rope, tugging it gently, my hands brushing against her back. Sheila let out a gasp. I was quick to get the rope tied. My hands snaked around Sheila's waist, and she pressed her back against mine.

I moaned. Sheila pulled her head to her side, giving me access to her neck. I dipped my lips in the crook of her neck, kissing it gently. A sounding moan left our lungs. Slowly, I turned her around so I could gaze at her beauty.

Sheila's hands were wrapped around my neck as her eyes bore right into my soul. "Good morning." She whispered against my lips, as I stiffened into a groan. "How was your night?" She asked with curious big eyes.

"The very best in my life." I was being truthful. A teasing smile sliced through her lips as she moved closer to mine.

I felt the calm beating of her heart against mine, while mine was in complete uproar. She pulled me in for a kiss. My hand became firm on her waist. I held her to deepen the kiss, but she pulled away, leaving me breathless. I stared into her eyes, and they were dark with desire and lust. "You are mine, Killian. Mine alone." Her words were calm, at the same time warningly and possessive. Her possessiveness turned me on instantly.

I didn't know when I nodded in agreement, I was entirely hers alone.

With a smile, Sheila brought her lips to mine. I bit her lip gently, seeking permission. She parted, and my tongue slid in, caressing every corner of her mouth, sucking in the taste of every bit of her flavor. Our kiss was deepening. I could feel it almost heading somewhere. But we broke apart instantly, panting when I heard a sharp noise coming from outside.

The look on Sheila's face told me she'd heard it as well.

"Stay here," I told her, before heading to the door.

I slowly pulled it open, moving quietly outside. There was no one in sight. Ryker and I shared control, my claws sticking out. I felt the presence in the woods, behind the trees. Quickly, with my nonhuman speed, I rushed there, my claws in mid-air, about to pierce into the figure no doubt there.

"Fudging hell, man. It's me! " A sharp voice sounded.

I squinted my eyes at Allen's slightly terrified and amused face.

"Relax, brother!" I turned to the voice on my right, finding Morgan in his human form a few feet away from us, with Mason.

"That was fast," I said, as Ryker retreated to the back of my head and my claws dived back inside.