The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 102

Killian's point of view

"What is it about those bastards that make you defend them?" I yelled, my raging amber eyes met hers. Sheila was frozen on the spot. Her eyes were saying so much but I just couldn't understand the pain behind them.

As much as I felt furious, I also hated seeing her this way. It was like she had a lot to say, but just couldn't say it, or wouldn't. What was it about those assholes that made her take their sides? She didn't even know them. Or did she?

Fuck. I didn't know. I fought the jealousy that was about to corrupt my thoughts. I didn't want to think that way, there couldn't be anything between Sheila and any of those assholes. But even the first time Kaiser dared to step into my territory, during Sheila's coronation, I could feel there was something between those two.

And he did it again when she was framed for attempting to murder Thea and me. He fucking did it again.

I shut my eyes in a poor attempt to quell whatever nonsense was going on in my head. My eyes opened and they fell back on Sheila, she was still standing near the window, her arms folded against her chest, and her gaze on me was as intense as mine on her.

She still couldn't answer my question. "Why can't you tell me? What is it about those bloody Blacks that makes you defend them?" I wasn't yelling, but I couldn't keep my emotions from my voice.

Sheila's silence made my heart pound heavily. Her silence scared me. Could there be something between her and Kaiser?

"Nothing, Killian," she muttered so low, her voice holding the imprisoned tears she forced away from her eyes. Her response wasn't convincing. Now I was sure there was something more going on. "Let's just drop this," she added, looking away to the window.

"Is there something between you and Kaiser?" I didn't know when the words left my lips. If it had sounded first in my head, I wouldn't have allowed it to escape my lips. But it did.

Sheila's piercing eyes turned to me. The pain from a second ago had morphed into rage. "What the hell is that supposed to mean, Killian?"

My stupid lips moved again. "You know exactly what I mean,"

Sheila's brows crippled, "You are fucking insane,"

"The question is pretty simple, Sheila, it's either a yes, or a no," I said again.

"Fuck it. I have too much going on right now to deal with this," she started for the door.

Quickly, I sprang from the bed and stopped her. "Then, just explain everything to me, Sheila. I don't even know what you're thinking. I know there's something you want to say to me, so just say it."

"Fine, I will say it. Put an end to this blinding hatred and realize that there are far more important things than this your baseless jealousy," she exploded right in my face, before storming out of my chamber.

I shut my eyes, crumbling on the bed. I buried my face in my large palms. Sheila's words replayed over and over in my head, and the only thing I could understand was, I lost it and I had messed up. I felt a knife-edge pain in my chest, this was the first time in months we'd had this kind of heated argument and I didn't like it one bit.

I hated it more, all because it had to do with the people I hated most. As much as I hated them, I couldn't survive a second without Sheila.

Fuck. She was like a drug I was addicted to.

*****

"Allen, go through everything again, and Mason, ensure the warriors are ready for tomorrow's night," I managed to say, placing a finger at my temple, desperately wishing the banging ache against my skull vanished in an instant.

I turned to Jax, Xavier, Nate, and Kaleb, debriefing them on last-minute details before the ritual tomorrow night. I buried my face in my palms. Tomorrow was an important night for my pack and me. It was the crescent moon night and the only opportunity for us to liberate ourselves from the crescent curse.

"That's all for now guys," I voiced flatly to everyone, dismissing them. I just wanted to be alone. The warriors left the office, leaving behind just Mason and Allen.

I positioned my stare on both of them. "I want to be alone," I said with a grunt.

"Yeah, we can see that," Mason shuffled on his chair, leaning forward. But Allen hadn't said a word to me, his dark brown eyes rested on me intensely. For a second, he reminded me of Morgan.

I breathed out in relief. It was a good thing indeed Morgan wasn't around in the castle at the moment. He had journeyed with Lorenzo and a few witches to a coven in the East region. They had gone there regarding the curse and would be back right before the crescent moon rose.

"Did something happen between you and the Luna?" Allen's question shifted my eyes to him.

"That doesn't concern you. Any of you," I pointed out. Ever since the heated argument yesterday, Sheila and I haven't had a proper conversation yet. She didn't even come down for dinner last night and has locked herself up within the corner walls of the witches' quarters.

To put it short, she was still very much angry at me for everything that happened yesterday. Allen leaned forward, wanting to say something when a sharp knock sounded on the door.

Our gazes sauntered to the door as it was pushed open gently, and Thea walked in.

My eyes zoomed in on her, she looked better than the last time I had seen her, but frankly, she was the last person I wanted to see, especially now when Sheila and I were in a rocky place.

"What can I do for you, Thea?" She leveled her gaze on me, before her brown eyes moved from Allen, and lazily landed on Mason.

A small smile stretched her lips, but it wasn't that too deep. "It seems you are busy, I will come to see you when you are done," she muttered low, trying to keep her tone calm. But anyone could tell she had something urgent to say.



She turned to the door, but I stopped her. "You can tell me what you came for, it's fine."
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