The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Killian's point of view

I pinched the skin on my forehead, exiting Sheila's chamber. I had stayed up all night waiting for her,

but she never came back. I had thought she stayed somewhere else, but she was neither in the

witches' quarters nor with Brielle and Ria nor in my office.

I walked so hastily, like a freaking lunatic who hasn't had his medication yet, as I made my way to my

chamber. I knew that was pretty stupid to think Sheila spent the night there when that would be the last

thing she'd do. But I was running out of ideas, and I just wanted to find her, to know she was right here

in the castle.

It didn't matter if she was still mad at me. She had every right to be. What I had done was unforgivable.

Even though I hated the fucked up situation, this was all my fault. I had let the devil herself into my

pack and gave her rights to me. Rights that belong solely to Sheila, my mate. And now, Thea was

pregnant with my child, that was something I never wanted and everyone in the pack knew of this.

Thea was having my first child, the Pack's heir. I wanted it to be Sheila. I wanted her only to be the

mother of all my pups, but I ruined that chance first when I made Thea my lover and mistreated my

mate. That was something that would haunt me for the rest of my life.

I jerked the door to my chamber open, and she wasn't there. What was I thinking? If Sheila didn't spend

the night at the castle and Packhouse, then she could be in danger.

I ran a hand through my hair, as I mind-linked the head warrior, Xavier, to get the warriors searching for

Sheila. I hurried downstairs, heading to the Castle's main door, when I noticed Morgan in the dining

hall, having his breakfast all alone and in silence.

I moved to the dining hall and his emerald green eyes fell on me, before scanning me meticulously.

"You are a wreck, brother," he commented on my present state and appearance, but I couldn't even

take offense to his words.

"Have you seen Sheila?" I asked, knowing if anyone would know about Sheila's whereabouts, it was

either Ria, Brielle, or him. But since the other two didn't know, Morgan just might.

He pulled his gaze away from me, focusing on the silver cup he brought to his lips.

I sighed in relief. He did know where she was. "Please, Morgan. Tell me, where is she?"

"Rest assured, she's not in any danger and she's fine, at least physically, but I can't say the same

about her mental health," he counted his words, before pulling his eyes back to his breakfast.

I dropped weakly on the chair opposite his, mind-linking the warriors to cease searching for her.

"Where is she? She isn't at the pack," I said, leaning my palms.

"She left, did you expect her to stay after finding out her mate was about to have his pup with his

longtime lover?" Morgan shot at me mercilessly.

I couldn't even argue back. I deserved it. But the mention of Sheila leaving hurt me deep inside. She

was my life, and if she left me, I was as good as dead.

I fought back the waters that stung my eyes. I hated this. Oh Goddess, please help me.

"Tell me where she's at, please," I voiced brokenly.

"Why? So you can go and get her?" He came at me angrily.

"I would never force her back here. I understand she needs time alone—"

"From you," Morgan added.

I breathed in, rubbing my face. "Yes, time alone from me. But I have to know where she is," I said. I had

to know where she was. She was a danger being by herself alone. After what Zeriyah said at the

Council meeting yesterday, the Dark Circle would never stop until they found her.

"She's with her brothers," Morgan stated flatly.

"She's at the Black Blood Pack?" I rephrased, exhaling deeply. Fuck. I had completely forgotten about

them. Believe me, rage and hatred was the last thing on my mind, in contrast, I felt relieved.

I knew Sheila was safe there. Leonardo would never let harm come to her, let alone Kaiser. But what

scared me was when she'll be back, or rather, if she'd ever come back.

"Let's just give her time," Ryker sounded weakly, before locking himself away. We were both feeling the

same pain and frustration, but he had it much worse.

"Tell me brother, what's your plan?" Morgan shifted his plates aside, his penetrating eyes on me.

"What if I told you I do not know," I said honestly. I wanted nothing more than to kick Thea out of this

pack. But she was pregnant with my child nonetheless, and now, everyone in the pack knew of this.

They may not be happy about it as well, because everyone preferred it to be Sheila. They loved her.

But every single soul knew what it meant for Thea to be expecting my first pup. This was just about me,

but it involved the pack as well. And Thea having that child would be giving her a permanent position in

the pack, and Sheila and my life.

"Do you think Sheila would come back here, knowing that for the rest of her life, she'll have to put up

with Thea, and her pup?" Morgan asked, and honestly, I didn't think so. But selfishly, I didn't want to

lose my mate. I loved her.

"I messed up badly," I said, whispering.

"Yeah. You did," Morgan uttered, and we dwelt for long seconds in silence.

"And the other thing I asked about?" I asked, pulling my head up to meet my brother's gaze.

"What?" He raised a brow.

"Thea. Have you found out anything about her?" I queried plainly. I never imagined I would ever have

to find out more information on Thea of all people. But now I realized how dumb I was in the past. I did

not know the woman that had been in my pack for a very long time. And now, everything about her

seems so evil and secretive.

"You said she came from a pack in the south, so I sent word to some friends there. I haven't received

any feedback yet. But I doubt if they'll be able to find out anything about your lover—"

I cut Morgan off. "Please stop calling her 'my lover' " I corrected, allowing him to continue.

"It amazes me you knew nothing about her, brother. You of all people, had nothing on the woman that

warmed your bed," Morgan said, and now I knew he was using those infuriating words to intentionally

rile me up. But as it is, the problems in my life were bigger than flimsy rage and hatred.

"It surprises me too. It's almost like I was under a fucking spell or something. She said the Alpha of her

pack murdered her family and tried to have her murdered too but she escaped. And after hearing it all,

she insisted she didn't want to remember the past, and I dropped it," I voiced.

"Why would the Alpha of her previous pack want her dead?" Morgan asked, and I shrugged, not

knowing.

"As I said, I foolishly dropped it," I clenched my jaw, flummoxed by how stupid I was in believing

everything Thea said without any questions.

"That's complicated. I even believe you were under a spell crafted by Thea herself," Morgan leaned

back on the chair. "We seriously need more to work with. Anything, no matter how little it is. We need to

know at least the name of her pack, or her previous Alpha,"

"And how do you propose I do that? Take her to bed and make her spill every god-damned truth" I

asked, sarcastically with a straight face. First of all, anything as such would never happen between

Thea and me. Secondly, Thea would never say anything. She didn't do it before and I doubt she will

now. She was surprisingly smarter than I had thought.

"When you put it like that, it's a terrible idea and Sheila would murder you," Morgan said, and strangely

his comment about Sheila made me chuckle genuinely.

"Yeah, she's capable of murdering me," I smiled to myself, remembering the time she had assumed

something happened between Thea and me, and she tried to murder me with her arrows.

"So what do we do now?" Morgan brought my attention back to him.

"We find out whatever information we can on Thea," I said. "I don't know why, but something about her

is just wrong," And this is not because I was eager to get her out of the pack, and have things okay

between Sheila and me. There was something about Thea that made me doubt her entire identity.

Something I'm surprised I hadn't noticed all this time.