The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

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.

Sheila's blue eyes found mine. They twinkled with something I couldn't fathom. She leaned over my

chest, so her face was so close to mine. But instead of kissing my lips, she moved to my neck, sucking

and nibbling at my skin.

I groaned in pleasure loudly, my hands piercing down on the bed. She trailed kisses up to my earlobe

and then nibbled on it. She pulled away, her hands loosening my shirt until my bare skin was in her

view.

Her hands rested on my chest as she continued placing sensual kisses across my skin and down to my

chest.

I threw my head back on the pillow, my eyes gazing up at the blank air as her assault on my body

awoke things within me. I felt my body warming up with need.

I knew exactly what she was doing to me. She was torturing me in the worst possible way, teasing me

with her body. I couldn't even hide my frustration and helplessness as her hands kept caressing her

body, showing me that she was in control and this was her show.

Sheila caressed every sculpted muscle on my torso with her light touch and tongue. She reached for

my trousers and hesitated before sending me a bold look. I held my breath. I could feel my heart

already thumping in my chest. I fought for control as my groin hardened against her soft body.

She attempted to unbuckle my trousers, but I caught her hand and held them firmly. I felt my body

vibrate with so much pleasure. I was dying to have her hands down there, but I knew I would not be

able to hold back. I wanted her like crazy.

A small classic smile curled up teasingly on her lips, as she noticed my struggle and suffering. It gave

her so much pleasure to see me like this.

Slowly, Sheila pulled away from me. It took me all my self-control and more not to grab her back. I

hated the sudden coldness that filled my arms in her absence.

Sheila got out of bed and stood beside it. I returned her intense gaze.

Then her hands reached behind her back, and swiftly, the ropes binding her dress loosened. Her eyes

never left mine, even as she reached over to one of her shoulders, grabbed the sleeve of her dress,

pushing it down slowly until it dropped, revealing one arm and one of her delicate breasts. I leaned a

little forward, unsure about what was happening.

My chest rose and fell rapidly as my eyes never left hers. Just like she did to her other sleeve, she

pushed it down until her dress was hovering around her hips and her glorious naked chest was

exposed to me.

Sheila's round and perky breasts were on full display. Neither of us was smiling. The air had become

too tense.

I gulped as my eyes roamed her chest hungrily before traveling back to her beautiful face. The air

around us carried a distinct charge of electricity. I could hear the loud beating of Sheila's heart, and

mine drummed boldly in my ears.

With a swift push, her dress fell to the floor, and she stood naked before me.

Fuck. I couldn't hold back anymore.