The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 63 Sixty-Three

Sheila's point of view

"I didn't even touch her. I swear on my life. I really didn't want to hurt you and I never want to. I love

you, Sheila. I fucking love you." he said hurriedly, and I stopped wriggling. His last words echoed in the

walls of my mind.

My dark blue eyes were studying him.

"He isn't lying," Adie voiced in my mind, leaning closely.

"And you know how?" I shot back at her.

"I can feel it," she whispered in my head.

"Well, I doubt that. He's a liar and a cheat," I said.

"But he's being honest now," Adie muttered, slowly exhausted.

I was about to contradict her, but she shushed me up immediately. "Just shut up and kiss him."

My hands sneaked around his neck, and immediately, I brought my lips to his. Killian wrapped his

hands around me, firmly kissing me back.

After a while, we pulled away, panting heavily.

"I swear nothing happened between Thea and I. And nothing ever will." he whispered, kissing me

again.

I pecked his lips, my finger brushing off the small trail of blood that covered his face from my arrow that

grazed him. Killian lowered me to the ground.

"Now that we are a little calmer, we should attend the meeting now. Everyone is probably waiting for

us." Killian and I made our way back to the castle.

We went straight to his office. Only Mason, Valerie, Gwen, and the new witch, Lorenzo, were in the

office. Soon, Allen, Morgan, and Xavier walked in, along with Thea. She walked in with a smile and

pulled her seat next to Killian's table. Her brown eyes met mine, and she released a devilish smile.

Gosh, I hated this whore.

I was seated next to Gwen, and behind me was Lorenzo. After everyone had settled in, Valerie started

first. "We have made some progress with the spells for the crescent ritual, and Enzo will be helping us

out."

The witches had started to make preparations regarding the crescent moon rising, which was a month

away. That was the only chance Killian and the pack had to break the curse, otherwise they would

remain stuck with it. I looked over at Killian. He wore a troubled expression as everyone in the room

listened to Valerie.

"Alright, Valerie, is there anything we must do? " Killian asked.

Valerie shook her head. "Unfortunately, there's nothing, Alpha. All we need is the gifted one." She

glanced to Thea's right.

Thea's smile deepened, and her gaze drifted to Killian. "You don't have to worry, Killian. Whatever the

witches need from me, I will do it. All I want is to save you and the pack." Thea said, her eyes glistening

with tears. I rolled my eyes at her acting. She was a drama queen.

"That's good then," Valerie spoke, and explained everything. The witches were going to perform a spell

tonight with the blood of the gifted one. She called it some kind of cleansing spell that needed to be

done on the wolves.

"And one last thing," Valerie drew our attention when we were almost done. "On the night of the

crescent moon, the witches and I will be divided into two groups. One will be at the witches' quarters

while the other will be at the pack house performing the mating ritual."

I creased my brows. A mating ritual?

My eyes fell on Killian, and his gaze was on Valerie's, just as confused as I was. In fact, everyone's

gaze was on Valerie.

"What do you mean?" Killian questioned

"A mating ritual must be conducted between the cursed alpha and the gifted one. It is part of the ritual

of breaking the curse. The gifted one must bear your mark, thereby linking her to you and the wolves."

I couldn't breathe. My eyes fell on Thea, and her eyes were on me, regarding me with a sinister smile. I

listened to every word that Valerie said, and each word pierced deep into my soul just at the thought of

Killian and Thea officially mating, and she would bear his mark.

I could barely think straight during the rest of the meeting. I could feel worried eyes sent my way. As

soon as the meeting ended, I went straight to my chamber. I felt a banging ache in my head, and no

matter how I tried to get some rest, I just couldn't.

I felt angry and restless at the same time. I couldn't stay in my chamber for another second, so I

changed out of my dress and into my training clothes. I wore brown leather pants and a brown leather

vest. I pulled my hair up in a ponytail and left my chamber. It was already dark outside. By now the

witches must have begun the cleansing spell with Thea's blood.

I went into the woods and trained for a while, but training alone was no fun. I still couldn't release the

rage and frustration in my bones. I went to the Pack's training field. In training, I met some warriors,

both male and female. I joined them. We trained for hours. It didn't even bother me how fast time flew. I

didn't care.

I fought against some male warriors. I managed to win over a few while sustaining a few broken rib

cages. But I'll live. It was better to bathe in the pain than in the frustration and rage that threatened to

kill me.

I trained with the warriors till early dawn. Even after so many hours of training, I didn't feel exhausted.

My mind was clear, and though my body was aching, everything felt fine. I walked back to the castle,

and quietly made my way to my chamber. I jerked the door open and entered. As soon as I swerved

around, my eyes fell on Killian. He was waiting for me.

I sighed. He was the last person I wanted to see at the moment.

"What are you doing here?" I stalked to my dressing table and removed my boots.

"Sheila," Killian began, but I put my hand in the air.

"You don't have to say anything, Killian. Frankly, I don't want to hear anything you want to say. None of

these is your fault, and I am not mad at you." I said, stripping off my training clothes.

I grabbed my silken robe and put it on my body. I meant every word I told him. I was not mad at him.

None of these were his fault, so it'll be useless to be mad at him. It wasn't his fault he was cursed or

that his father was a vile monster or that I wasn't the one he needed. And I certainly won't be mad at

him for doing whatever it takes to free the pack and himself from this curse.

My rage and frustration stemmed from the harsh and bitter reality that Thea would always be the one

he needed, and even worse, once the curse was broken, there would be no way to remove her from

the pack because she would be mated to him and would bear his mark, which was supposed to be

mine. I felt my eyes sting with tears, but I fought it hard.

Killian came to me. "I am truly sorry." I could see the pain and sadness in his eyes. It made the tears I

fought so hard to fight escape my eyes.

"I know." I brushed off the tears from my eyes, stepping away. "I need to shower and get some rest," I

told him. I just wanted to be alone. He could see that, and thankfully, he nodded, placing a kiss on my

forehead.

I took my bath and retired for the night.

When I woke up, it was already bright outside. I woke up with a banging ache, drenched in my own

sweat from last night. I had a nightmare again. It was the same, and this time it drove me crazier than I

already was. It was torturous and frustrating.

I showered and got dressed quickly. I left my chamber without even having breakfast. I was tired and

frustrated, and it was time I asked for help.

I went to Valerie's room, but she wasn't in it. In fact, no one was in. I left the castle, and went straight to

the witches' quarters on the east side of the park. I walked to the Witches' spell room in search of

Valerie. But instead, I found Lorenzo. He was wearing his black cloak and was in the corner of the

room. It seemed like he was in the middle of a spell as soon as he saw he was up on his feet.

"Sheila,"

"I apologize for barging in. I came looking for Valerie."

"She had some matters to tend to outside the pack," he said, studying me briefly. "What it is, I could

help."

Perhaps he could. I shut my eyes, sucking in the pain in my head. "I'm in dire need of some help,

Lorenzo."