The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Killian's Point of View

By the time I returned to the grand hall, the place was already basking with so many people from the Pack, all dressed beautifully. Everyone was having fun. But I wasn't. At least not yet.

I glanced around for my mate, but I couldn't find her. Ria and Brielle were already in the grand hall, but she was not with them. It was even odder she wasn't with Morgan as I could see him from afar chatting in the midst of some warriors and pack members.

Immediately, I mind-linked Ria, asking her about Sheila, and she told me they had come to the hall together, and she didn't know where she was.

I sighed, disconnecting. I sniffed in the air and began to trail her scent. It led me outside into the darkness and the silver rays of the towering moon in the sky. From afar, my eyes caught the beautiful figure of my mate, and a smile roved on my lips. I took a step forward, instantly stopping in my tracks when my nose caught the scent of another with my mate.

I recognized the scent and who it belonged to. It was the witch, Lorenzo. I couldn't stop the frown that fell on my features. What the hell was he doing with my mate outside at such an hour when there was a celebration going on? What made me angry was that they were all alone.

I felt seething jealousy rise within me, as my hands curled up in a ball.

Ryker was mad as well, and he felt the jealousy now stalking my bones, but he was more sane than I was.

"Breathe in, human. Breathe in, we really don't want to mess up," Ryker sounded in my head, and I found myself unconsciously inhaling the night's calm air.

Now I was a little calm, but I could still feel the jealousy in my bones; it wasn't an emotion I could control. Ryker was right though. We really didn't want to mess up. For someone who had a lover while having a mate, I had messed up badly already. And I didn't want to ruin the beautiful relationship Sheila and I were slowly growing. Still, I hated the closeness between those two, and it only became worse now that Sheila spends almost all her time at the witches' quarters.

I shoved my hands into my leather pants and stalked closer to them. As I moved closer, I could hear little whispers between them.

"Relax, Sheila, and remember, you need to be calm," I enhanced my hearing and caught a few words said by Lorenzo before the whispers stopped and Sheila stiffened, her head turning to where I was.

Lorenzo followed her gaze and his eyes calmly fell on me.

"Killian," she called, her lips forming a small smile that immediately drowned every raging thought I had a second ago.

Lorenzo tilted his head a little, "Alpha," he said, pulling his gaze to Sheila. "Excuse me, I'll be right inside if you need me," he voiced to Sheila before walking away.

His last words immediately ignited the rage that I thought was gone. And what the fuck did he mean by 'if you need me’? It was enraging.

Sheila moved to me as Lorenzo faded out of sight.

"I didn't see you inside; I got worried," I said, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"I, uhm… the place suddenly felt suffocating, and I needed some air," she muttered gently, burying her face in the crook of my neck while she inhaled my scent.

I held onto her firmly, taking her face in my hand so I could stare at her. "Are you alright?" I asked.

Sheila's eyes locked with mine briefly before pulling her gaze away. She nodded. "I am fine, Killian, believe me, I am."

Her words sounded convincing, but I don't know why deep down I felt strange. Like she wasn't telling me something. Like she was hiding something important from me.

"You know you can tell me anything, right?" I said again, and she hesitated before nodding. And the strange feeling in my chest began growing. There was something my mate wasn't telling me.

It sent a jolt of pain to my chest, and I felt an instant sadness envelop my heart just thinking that Lorenzo might have known what was wrong with my mate instead of me.

"Again, with the jealousy, Killian. Snap out of it!" Ryker's voice shook me instantly. He could feel my every emotion; I don't know how he manages to still keep a clear and calm head.

I put my jealousy aside, wrapping her safely in my arms. If truly there was something she wasn't telling me, she had a reason for it. But what could it be?

Could it have to do with Alpha Lucius? I knew she recently remembered memories from her childhood, and she's been having nightmares, always waking up either in tears or enraged from her sleep. Something was indeed wrong with my mate and I have no idea what it was. I didn't want to force her to tell me what was wrong; I would love it if she told me herself.

"I love you, Sheila," I said, leaning closer to her until my lips covered hers in a kiss. Before I could deepen the kiss, Sheila pulled away abruptly. She crinkled her brows and took a sniff in the air.

"Why do I smell Thea on you?" she asked, her eyes searching mine, but I couldn't see the rage in her blue tender depth.

"Because I went to check up on her. It was a good thing I went precisely the time I did; otherwise, Thea would be dead right now," I told her, and her brows crinkled more.

"What do you mean?"

I explained everything to her and the look on Sheila's face only grew worse.

I listened to every word that came from Killian's lips, and I couldn't stop the rage that rose within me. I couldn't even hide it. I really don't understand Killian. I mean, what the hell was he thinking? Why can't he see that that bitch is only being pretentious? Even I could see through her lies and pretense, why can't he?

Thea was a complete fake. Deep down, I knew this and I have this feeling in my chest that she was not who she says she was. She was definitely not the weak and fragile woman Killian thinks she was.

I wanted to tell all this to his face, but if I did, I would only be seen as the mate who was still jealous and felt insecure about her mate's former lover.

Instead of yelling and getting mad, I decided to breathe in calmly, trying to calm emotions which seemed to always ignite chaos in my magic. I breathed in Killian's scent, pulling my eyes open.

"You are right, Killian, Thea must be going through a lot, I completely understand her," I said. That was the truth though. With the way things were, I could say I was the only one that truly understood Thea.

I could see the game she was trying to play. She wanted to wrap Killian around her fingers and take advantage of the guilt he felt toward her. Well, that would not happen, at least not while I am next to Killian.

Killian pecked my lips, and I tried to smile while my thoughts didn't drift from Thea.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"We should go back to the party; everyone must be wondering where we are," Killian said, and I nodded, kissing him deeply.

We began to saunter back to the grand hall which was crowded with many people from the pack. Killian and I moved around and greeted some ranking old wolves of the pack that had retired and moved to the wolf village near the mountains within our territory.

All through the party, I couldn't pull my thoughts from Thea. I had a bad feeling. And I couldn't concentrate as Killian's words about her supposed attempted suicide kept echoing in my head, troubling my soul.

"Fuck, I hated this," I cursed internally at these worrisome feelings I had.

"Yeah, me too!" Adie huffed angrily. And I sighed furiously.

I really tried to get Thea out of my thoughts, but I just couldn't, almost as if I could feel some sort of danger coming my way.

Fuck! I just couldn't ignore this any longer. I turned to Killian who was talking with some of the pack members.

"I will be back soon," I whispered to him, but he could not hear me. I pecked his lips, moving out of the grand hall.

Immediately, I walked through the doors, my legs moved quickly. I took a turn to the unfamiliar floors of the hallway in the castle that I have never been to before. Frankly, I didn't think I would ever stalk these floors, heading for Thea's chamber. But since she desperately wanted to end her life, I can't stop myself from wanting to do her a favor. It will give me great pleasure to end her life.