The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

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."

She paused, her brown eyes returning to me, before flickering on Allen and Mason. "Can we talk in private?"

Allen's sharp gaze fell on me, and I took a glance at my beta and best friend. "Of course," I returned to her. "Guys, please excuse us."

Mason was up, and reluctantly, Allen followed. Thea remained standing next to the door until both Mason and Allen exited, then her eyes darted to me.

She took only a few steps closer to the table, now separating us. My deep amber eyes regarded her for long seconds. She seemed somewhat uncomfortable and conflicted. Maybe it had to do with what she was about to tell me. So, I allowed her to take whatever time she needed to sort herself. But still, after a while, she hadn't spoken a word.

"Thea, what is it?" Finally, I asked her. Her round brown eyes held mine. "It's me, Thea, you can tell me anything."

"I know. But I just don't know how to tell you this," she didn't move from her spot, even when I offered her a seat.

"Just say it however it is."

"It's not something you'll like, and honestly, I am not even sure I should tell you this," Her words were starting to worry me. The crescent moon rising was just tomorrow night and I didn't need more fucking headaches. And somehow, I just could tell what she had to say was going to be a bloody problem.

"You are already here, so you might as well tell me what it is?" I didn't even bother keeping my emotions from my voice. I just wanted to hear what she had to say, and send her off, while I thought of a way to get my mate back.

"It's about your mate," At her words, I heard my insides curl and my body stiffened. "Like I said Killian, I don't know if I should tell you this. I know best how you feel about her, and knowing what I've discovered about her would crush you—"

"Fuck Thea, speak now or get out!" I roared, not in rage, but I didn't like the stalling and the manner she carelessly spoke about my mate.

"Fine," She rushed, moving a few steps forward. "Your mate isn't who you think she is, Killian. She's been hiding something from you, and I can't believe you didn't see right through her," Thea placed a hand on the table. Her brown eyes now held tears, and she shut her eyes closed. "Sheila has a lover."

"What?" The word flew from my lips without much thought, as Thea's voice echoed in my head, and her words dived through my chest.

"Yes, she does, and it's no other than your worst enemy. It's Kaiser Black. That bastard is your mate's lover."

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