The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 34 Thirty Four

Sheila's point of view

I was so restless. My legs kept pacing back and forth across the floor of my chamber. I couldn't sit still. Hell, there was no way I could even fall asleep. The loud growls and howling penetrated through the wall of my chamber. At every painful howl, I felt pain, as if something in my chest was being ripped out.

I had no idea what was going on out there, but with how Morgan's broken gaze held so much pain and fear, it was something really dangerous. My heart kept on racing, thinking about Killian. Somehow, I felt as though those thundering growls were his. It was like he was in some kind of pain. They sounded so desperate, almost like a broken cry for help.

My legs collapsed on the humid floor at the thought of Killian in pain. God, I need to get to him.

I needed to see Killian so desperately. My legs charged with unrecognizable energy, and I was up on my feet. When I left my chamber, there wasn't a single soul in the castle. I left the castle walls, moving into the darkness. I gazed around, having no idea where to search for Killian first, or at least for someone that could help me get to him.

I was on my way to the pack house when the familiar thundering growl shook the earth. I veered around without hesitation. I concentrated on the loud growls. They led me into the woods. I kept on following the growls until they died. I listened more, but I couldn't pick up anything. I could barely see my surroundings. The giant trees had broad branches that formed some kind of canopy in the woods, making it almost impossible for the moon's guiding lights to peer through.

I was lost. I went straight ahead, but after a while, it felt like I was wandering in circles.

An unrecognizable rage and frustration intensified within me. It was then that I heard faint sounds protruding from somewhere. It was near. I followed the sounds, and they led me to a large meadow. Instantly, I froze dead on my spot.

For an unbelievable second, I couldn't move a muscle. My blue eyes were widening as they took in the horrid scene before me. Warriors gathered together, charging cautiously at a figure in the middle. Another careful look and a lazy gasp left my lips. It was Killian. But it wasn't exactly Killian. He was different. He looked different. His eyes were not the usual amber pair; now they glowed a terrifying shade of red, with a murderous intent to kill. His pointed canines stuck out from his lips; his claws were out as well, dripping blood.

What the hell was happening?

The warriors braced themselves, and in an instant, lunged at Killian. One after the other, Killian shoved his sharp claws into them and sent them flying across the meadow.

I flung a hand to my lips in shock. Something was wrong. Killian couldn't possibly be attacking his people. I looked around, and just then Allen emerged from the thick woods, along with more of the pack warriors.

Allen's gaze shot up the moment it found me. He rushed to me. "Sheila, what are you doing here?"

"What the hell is happening to Killian?" I could barely move my gaze from Killian as he began to fight against the warriors again.

"You have to head back to the castle; it's not safe." At Allen's words, a loud growl came from Killian. He pounced on the warriors mercilessly in a swift movement. His bloodshot eyes narrowed on us. His thoughts were evident in that murderous gaze of his.

He lunged at us, but quickly, the warriors that followed Allen hurried to our fronts.

"Fuck!" I heard Allen murmur a series of curses beside me. "I promise, you'll be fine," Allen whispered to me before he and the warriors lunged at Killian as he sped towards us.

I watched in horror; Killian was attacking his people, and before I knew it, Allen was in his hands. Quickly, his sharp claws swiped through him.

"Killian!" I didn't know how the word managed to leave my lips. But he didn't even spare a glance my way, almost as if something was controlling him.

Before he could make a dive at Allen again, my legs moved fast, and instantly I was before Killian. My blue eyes fell instantly into his eyes. It was completely dark. It was like a deep, terrifying, dark pit that one could almost get lost in. It was frightening.

"Killian, this isn't you. Please stop," I ranted without control. Killian's eyes narrowed with similar murderous intent, as his strong grip on Allen loosened and he aimed for me instead. Before I could blink, his sharp claws imprisoned my neck, jamming me against a trunk. I couldn't breathe.

Fuck, I could feel the warm fluid that had begun to rush from a growing pain in my neck. My feeble hands clutched Killian's in a pathetic attempt to get him away from me. But his hold never budged.

"K-Killian, Killian!" I screamed, holding onto him tightly as I felt my feet pulling from the earth. "Killian," I tried to call again, but it seemed the words were stuck in my throat or somewhere within the walls of my mind.

My life was slowly escaping, but at the same time, I felt my body begin to vibrate surging with a kind of unfamiliar energy I couldn't recognize. Like a burning force in the pit of my stomach wanting freedom, moving its way to my throat where Killian held me. Something in me wanted utterance, and without warning, my lips were forced apart and a deafening scream left my lips.

Killian's strong hands released my neck quickly, almost as if I had burned him. He released a growl. Something was happening to him.

His breathing was hard and labored. The dark void in his eyes began to spark, flickering between the burning yellow of his wolf and his usual amber pair.

Soon enough, his gaze softened and the color of his eyes became a dim shade of amber. He was back.

"Killian," My voice croaked, seeming to pull him out of whatever daze he was in. The depths of his gaze widened. Fear, horror, and regret drowned those broken orbs.

I gasped hungrily for air, never leaving those eyes of his that regarded me. And before he could speak, loud chants rose in the air, and quickly Valerie and the witches surrounded him. Whatever they were doing was affecting Killian. He knelt on his knees, his hands on his ears, growling in pain. His claws retracted, and so did his sharp canines, before he dropped unconscious on the bloody ground.

Valerie rushed to his side, inspecting him quickly before pulling her gaze back to me.

I could feel her gaze on me, but mine didn't move from Killian. I watched Morgan and some warriors hastened to his side, taking him away. I was up on my feet hurriedly. I didn't want to leave him.

Valerie's hand held my arm. Her actions forced my gaze on her, and she was regarding me with so much confusion that couldn't be hidden. I could see the questions that were etched in her purple eyes.

"I need to be with him," I said after what felt like an eternity of our intense stare.

"You are bleeding," she said, her hand pulled up to my neck where Killian had clutched. She muttered a few words, and the pain vanished. After that, we both trailed after Killian's unconscious body.

Morgan and the warriors took him to his chamber. I followed them inside. Killian was in a horrible state. Aside from the blood that smeared his body, there were traces of black, thick fluid on his chest, like he was bleeding somewhere there. It pained me. I wanted to relieve him of whatever pain he was going through. I couldn't stop the tears that rushed from my eyes. He was placed on the bed, and I was about to move closer beside him when, from nowhere, Thea came bustling from the door in tears. She collapsed next to Killian, sobbing profusely.

"Where the bloody hell were you, Thea? You were supposed to be with him!" Morgan was screaming in a rage. His pitched tone forced Thea's swollen eyes on him. Instead of replying to the question, she collapsed more into tears.

Valerie and her witches moved closer to Killian's bed. "We have to place a spell on him and weaken the demon," Valerie said, her words precise.

Demon?

"What are you talking about, Valerie? What demon? " I asked.

Everyone's eyes turned to me as if just realizing I was in the room.

I stared back at them, still awaiting an answer to my question when Thea's voice sounded sharp.

"What is she doing here?" She yelled. "Killian doesn't need you, so get out of here!"

I was infuriated by her words. If it was any other day, I would have probably responded to her. But my priority was Killian. I ignored her completely, which seemed to have offended her the more. My gaze moved questioningly to Morgan. He didn't look like he was going to reply to me, so I shifted my gaze to Valerie.

"I promise I'll explain everything to you, but please, I need to tend to the alpha now." She said, indicating we all left the room.

"I'll stay with him," I said.

"No!" Thea screamed again. Her eyes darted my way. "I will be the one staying with him."

Morgan's eyes flashed rage. He was about to speak, but Thea cut in.

"I am the one he needs more, the only one who can help him," she muttered, leaving no room for argument.

What she said seemed to have silenced everyone. Morgan sent me a pleading look, and I felt like dying, leaving my mate with his lover. I should have been the one next to him.

I waited for Valerie just outside his chamber with Morgan, and in a short while, she came out with her witches, while Thea remained inside.

"How is he?" Morgan asked.

"I have done the needful. We just need to wait till he wakes up." She replied, instructing her witches to help those wounded. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Someone please tell me what is happening,"

Valerie's watchful eyes met mine. "Do you want to know the truth?"

Her question startled me a little. Morgan's gaze held mine before shifting to Valerie, disapprovingly. "Killian wouldn't–"

I interrupted him. "Yes, I want to know exactly what happened to Killian."

She nodded. "Come with me then,"

I don't know why, but something within me churned, knowing I'd probably not be able to take whatever truth Valerie had to tell me.