The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Sheila's point of view

I gasped weakly, placing a hand over my neck where I had wounded myself. I was beginning to think this was a bad idea as the blood on my neck began to rush out fastly. I was bleeding badly. The worst- case scenario is that I may probably die before I get the chance to break out of here or before Killian found me. I knew he would be going crazy trying to find me.

And that's exactly what Lucius wants. He wanted them here. He didn't want the curse to be broken, thereby ensuring Killian's and the Pack's soon demise all in the name of greed.

I groaned, as the strength in my hand was slowly escaping, and my blue dress and cloak had been smeared with my blood. I couldn't even move properly on the bed as every movement on the bed was restricted by the chains binding me.

I tried to seek Adie out but it was again useless. It was as if there was a wall separating us.

After a while of bleeding out, I pulled up from the bed, forcing myself into a seating position. I brought the chains around my wrists closer to me and muttered a few chants to set myself free but it didn't work.

I collapsed on the bed, whatever Lucius's witches had concocted was far stronger than I imagined. I took a cursory glance outside the window, I could already notice an outline of the crescent moon in the sky. Time was racing against us. Killian. I held on to the bloody smeared sheets and dug my nails into them.

What should I do? I thought hard about what to do, and unfortunately, every potential solution I came

up with either involved my magic or Adie or me getting free first, but there was absolutely nothing on how to break this chain off.

My heart began to thud loudly, as the realization of my impossible situation hit me, and fear of Killian and the pack not surviving the crescent moon dawned on me and even frustration didn't hesitate to get on the boat. We've come this far to not break the curse. I closed my eyes, screaming from the helplessness I felt.

I stopped immediately when I heard the shattering noise around me. My eyes opened and everything in the chamber was in utter ruins.

I gasp in disbelief, my lips forming a smile. It appears all hope wasn't lost yet. I was up on the bed, bringing my wrists to my lips, praying to the moon goddess to make this work.

I focussed on where the chains bound me and directed my scream at it. In sheer surprise, cold mist glazed over the metal shackles at my scream and I persisted the more, watching it become as frail as glass and shattered at the sound of my voice.

A Series of laughter escaped my lungs as I wobbled from the bed to the floor. I reached for the door but it was locked. I muttered some chants but it didn't work, well, it seemed like my scream was all I'd got.

I knocked on the door, placing my ears against it. I heard the heavy steps of boots, indicating there were warriors outside the door that I had to deal with. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

I knocked again, requesting their attention, and I indeed gained it as I heard several steps move closer to the door, accompanied by whispers. Maybe contemplating if they should open the door or not. But I

didn't care.

I took a step backward and concentrated my scream at the door. The sound of my voice pierced through the door, shattering it to pieces. The impact of my scream caused the warriors behind the door to bleed profusely from their ears, and their noses while their eyes burnt out. I could almost taste the foul smell on my tongue.

This disaster got the attention of the other warriors Lucius had stationed outside my chamber. I stepped out from the chamber, grabbing one of the swords that fell next to a dead warrior.

I shook my eyes to steady my vision and prayed to the goddess my legs don't give up on me yet.

I lunged at the bastards as they drew closer to attack me, plucking their hearts swiftly with my sword, while dodging the attacks from behind. I rooted the pointed tip of the sword on the floor, and I smiled briefly before my lips parted and I released a shrilling scream that sent every fucking one of them flying and blood staining the floor.

I watched all of them fall to their deaths. I pulled my dress up and began racing through the hallways to escape. I hadn't gone far when I felt strong arms grip me and lifted my body from the floor. I was pinned to the wall and a large hand covered by black leather gloves covered my lips from screaming.

I was thrashing around when I felt the warmth of a familiar body pressed against mine and then I felt the sparks. My eyes flashed open in shock and they fell on Killian's darkened amber eyes.

"Shhh," he whispered against my ears, and slowly, his hand covering my lips pulled away. "We should hurry—"

Before Killian could complete his words, I stood on the tip of my boots and pulled Killian's neck down so my lips could swallow his in a kiss. As soon as Killian's lips felt mine, he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me from the floor, pinning me to his body while he kissed me back hungrily. I felt my back against the wall as Killian began to suck on my lips, licking every corner of my mouth.

"Ahem,"

Killian and I jerked away from each other immediately, our heads turning to the right where Valerie was standing as if she had been passing by.

"I apologize for the intrusion, but we do not have much time on our hands. The crescent moon is up already," she spoke in a low tone. "We must hurry at once."

Hurry?

Wait a minute. How did they get in here?

Before I could ask, Killian nodded to Valerie and grabbed my wrist, and pulled me back to the direction of my chamber where I had escaped from. He stopped abruptly when his eyes fell on the horrid mess I had made.

"This won't work," he took another turn in the hallway, pushing open another door of a chamber on the floor of mine.

"We need to be running out of here, not locking ourselves up. Valerie said the moon is up, and we need to curse," I pointed out the obvious while Killian bolted the door from inside.

I hurried to the door but he gripped me and pulled me in his arms. "Did that bastard hurt you?" He asked and I paused for a quarter second, staring into Killian's amber crystals that held his concern for me.

I shook my head. "Let's get moving now before the moon fades away and we miss this opportunity," I said Killian's large palm fell on my face and I was forced to stare into his eyes.

They held concern for me, and also pain and something else I couldn't fathom. There was something his eyes were holding back. Did something happen?

Killian walked behind me and I turned around confused, only for him to pull me closer to him, and his hand slid up my back and stopped at my neck. He brushed my hair back from my neck, while his fingers ran up and down the nape of my neck, making my body begin to turn hot.

With one pull, Killian removed the cloak around my neck and his fingers trailed the small wound on my neck. I saw only hurt in his eyes before his lips kissed them gently.

As much as I loved what was going on we had an actual curse to break. "What are you doing, Killian? The curse—,"

"There's no time to go back to the pack, it will be broken right here," he said.

"What? Lucius, he will—"

Killian's thumb fell on my lips. "Let's forget about Lucius now," he said. "There's something I want you

to know," he whispered to me, brushing against my lips.

I nodded for him to continue, even though his touch on my body had begun to make me think naughtily.

"No matter what happens between us, or after this, I love you and will never stop loving you," Killian's fingers trailed to my chin, and leaned closer to me, kissing me softly, then he stopped.

"I love you to the point that I can't live without you," Killian voiced softly, slipping a hand into my hair.

My gaze was pinned on his, as I let him speak.

"I know I am not good with speeches, or being romantic, but whatever happens tonight, I want you to know that I love you always. You are my world, Sheila," he took a deep breath, leaning his head on mine. "I know that disagree on many things, and I know that I might not be worthy of your love—"

"No," I cut him off. I hated the look in his eyes. But he stopped me.

"That's the truth, Sheila. I am not worthy of you, I've made mistakes. but, shamelessly, I want a chance with you, and I love you," he didn't take his eyes off me.

I nodded, "I love you too, Killian, always," I said to him. "And forever."

Killian's eyes narrowed on me and we dwelt in silence, staring intently at each other. Even when screams of horror filtered into the chamber from the window, we still didn't budge.

And then his lips brushed against mine. In a swift motion, we were on the bed, and Killian was on top of me. I could feel all of him. His warmth, his body, his lust, his desires, and his agony.