The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 17 Seventeen

Sheila's point of view

The next morning, I was already awake, and the feeling of Killian's body still lingered on my skin. I still couldn't move past that moment, I hated the inevitable truth that as much as I hated the insane fact that Killian affected me, shamelessly, I craved more of his touches.

I sighed, embarrassed by my thoughts.

I have been locked in my room since I was led back by that traitor known as Morgan. To be honest, this wasn't what I expected to happen to me when I was caught; normally, it was considered a heinous crime for a Luna to flee, abandoning her pack and mate, but thankfully, I wasn't even locked up in the dungeon or severely punished.

That's a relief.

My door knob clicked open, causing me to jump up from bed at light speed. I watched the door open, leading me to Ria, my best friend.

"Sheila," she said, with a streak of concern evident in her voice as her chocolate brown eyes shimmered.

"Ria," I called after her, standing up as we met for a long hug.

"You gave me a huge scare when you went missing; I was afraid something bad happened to you," she

said as we sat on the edge of my bed.

"I know, I'm sorry," I apologized to her with a smile.

"Next time you intend on running away, do me a favor and tell me, then I'll accompany you." She smiled widely, as we both laughed. Maybe, but I doubt that I will be running away ever again, since it didn't work out well the last time.

"How are you? The whole pack went crazy looking for you when you left. Even the Alpha went crazy with worry. He was the first to notice your absence," she said, shocking me with the last part of her statement.

Killian was worried about me? And he was the first to notice I was gone. I never would have guessed it. He always seemed to not even pay much attention to my existence. And I always imagined that Ria would be the first to notice my absence. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Killian was worried about me?" I asked, still feeling unsure of what I had just heard.

"Yes, very much. He didn't even stop for a second to rest till you were found," she confirmed, making me somehow feel happy on the inside that he at least cared and not the opposite.

"Quick, you need to get ready for breakfast immediately," Ria informed me, leading me and helping me get ready and dressed for breakfast.

After taking a hot bath, I got dressed in a beautiful flowery dress picked out by Ria herself. I was all ready and headed for breakfast with Ria when I saw Morgan, seemingly heading to my chamber. He

had a bright smile, which I responded to with a frown.

"Good morning, Sheila," he beamed. I replied to him with a hateful glare. I was still so mad at him for betraying me and even more at him for lying to me and not telling me that he was Killian's brother, even when I ran my mouth like an idiot and lamented all my problems to him.

"Oh, don't tell me you are still angry at me about what happened yesterday." He said, smiling.

"I trusted you and you betrayed me, leading me back to your brother. Why didn't you tell me that you and Killian were brothers?" I spoke.

His betrayal and lies hurt me deeply. I had to admit it. Although he had claimed that he did it for my good, I still found it so absurd to believe. It would be the same as stabbing me in the back and then telling me that it was all for my benefit.

"I was going to eventually tell you who I was, but if I did, you wouldn't have wanted anything to do with me, and I would have told you if you asked," he said, raising his brow.

He did have a point, though. I would have wanted to run away from him the second I knew who he truly was, and I never really asked about his story. Maybe I was wrong to judge him so harshly. After all, he has been nothing but kind to me.

"So why did you bring me back here?" I asked him, crossing my arms.

"Don't worry, you will figure that out later. Are you still mad at me?" He asked, making a puppy dog face. He looked really cute right now, making it impossible to be mad at him.

I said, laughing, "Just don't do that again, promise?" Morgan placed his hand over his chest, crossing it.

"Cross my heart and hope for a merciful death," he stated as we both burst out in laughter.

"Let's get going for breakfast, Killian behaves like a grouchy toad towards tardiness."

I laughed at Morgan's words, which he used to describe Killian. He was the first I have ever seen that wasn't afraid of saying what he thought about the all-feared Alpha. Even my father was hesitant to discuss the Alpha in such terms.

As we arrived at the dining hall, the servants were busy serving breakfast to Killian and Thea, who sat on the seat adjacent to him with a smile.

Ugh, I hated seeing her scrawny-looking face. Although I hated to admit it, she was far from ugly; she was beautiful. Her jet-black hair was decorated with ornaments, giving highlights to her naturally pale face. But all her beauty was sadly infused with bitterness.

I took a seat opposite Thea, while Morgan was seated beside me.

"Look who decided to join us for breakfast. If it isn't the runaway Luna of the Crescent North Pack," Before I could even get a chance to take a bite of my sumptuous breakfast, Thea decided to spew her venom on me.

"You should be ashamed of yourself," Thea added. She seemed pleased with herself and her words.

"Why should I be? After all, I have done nothing wrong. If anyone in this room should be ashamed, it's

you. After all, you are the one that serves as nothing but a plaything for Killian, so shut the hell up," I retorted at her, getting her to keep quiet for a moment. Damn, she was super annoying.

"You should watch the way you speak to me!" She exclaimed, seemingly hurt. I must have hit her where it hurt and that gave me lots of ideas.

"What? I was just telling you the truth. You mean nothing more to the pack, so just stop lying to yourself. It's embarrassing," I said, finally taking a bite of my food. If I may add, it tasted good.

"How dare you say that to me?" She said. She was fuming mad. You could tell by the killer look she shot at me. I bet if you looked closely, you could see smoke flying out of her ears.

"What happened, Thea? Can't take what you dish?" Morgan let out a chuckle, drinking a sip from his cup.

For once, it felt good to know I wasn't alone in my fight against Thea. Now I have Morgan.

"So, you are defending her? I wonder what she must have done to have you speak for her. Tell me, did she pleasure you with her body? Such a tramp!" Thea spoke but was stopped by Killian in mid- sentence.

"Enough Thea! All of you keep quiet!" Killian growled, causing Thea to flinch a bit.

"Don't you think you're completely off the hook now that you've returned?" Killian turned to me. "You are the Luna of the pack; running away is a punishable offense," he added, sending chills down my spine the way his gaze took me in.

My body reacted stupidly to his faze, getting turned on. There was a dark, knowing glint in Killian's eyes. I looked away, my cheeks coloring up.

"You will be locked up in your room till you learn to behave as a Luna should," he said coldly.

We ate the rest of our breakfast in silence. I was the first to finish, immediately I was done, I made my way to my chamber before being told to.

***

It's been exactly three days since I have been locked up in my room. I wasn't allowed by Killian to leave my chamber. The only companion I had with me was Ria, and she only made time to visit me when she was less busy and well, Morgan too. We had gotten quite close during this time. We often met up at night so he could train me to be better at fighting. I grew to know a lot about him. He is funny and cool to hang out with.

I haven't seen Killian all this time, and I'm kind of glad too. I couldn't trust my traitorous body from misbehaving.

Ria had just paid a visit to the Pack's physician for me. Lately, I have been feeling quite queasy. My head has been pounding so hard as if it was about to just pop up and explode.

It has also been strange how I keep hearing whispers, not even able to make out what they say, but it is driving me further to the edge of insanity. I don't know how much more I could take. I just hoped this new medication prescribed to me by the physician would help.

It was my last hope.