The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 46 Forty-Six

Sheila's point of view

I began running deeper into the mountains, holding my sword in my hand, with more of these fucking wolves after me. It was as if I was their target. I slashed around. I gazed back in hopes of finding Brielle, but I couldn't. She was earlier with me, fighting together, but as more wolves came at us, she insisted I keep running.

I was out of breath, but I kept on running. It was better than standing to fight. My gaze wasn't properly focused on the ground as the wolves were almost at me. My shaking legs slipped down a narrow path. Suddenly, I tripped against what felt like hard rock, and before I could do anything, I was rolling and tumbling down the slope of the mountain.

My body instantly became sore as I stopped rolling.

To my frustration, the wolves that followed me were unrelenting.

I pulled up and continued running, coming to an instant halt. There was nowhere else to run to again; it was a dead end. I was on a cliff, and deep down were rocky groves and the sea. There's no way I was going to jump down there. I wanted to run in the opposite direction, but the wolves surrounded me. A victorious smile was imprinted on their vicious gaze.

I held on to my sword, about to fight to my death when a loud growl sounded. It echoed loudly in the air, vibrating throughout the mountains, forcing the wolves to snap their heads in the direction it vibrated from.

My eyes widened visibly at Killian. He was in his human form, sharing partial control with his wolf. His eyes narrowed on me from a distance before gauging the wolves surrounding me. From his glares, I could feel the deathly chill in the air as it rushed past me. His golden eyes were raging, his pointed, sharp claws were dripping blood, and his canines were protruding.

Relief flooded my bones at his arrival just in time, but it was rapidly replaced by a fit of deathly anger directed at him.

The wolves' gaze narrowed from Killian to me. There was a satisfying streak of devilish joy that swarmed through their gazes that seemed like they were elated that Killian appeared just in time to watch me die.

At once, they all lunged at me, but Killian was quicker. In a fast motion, he jumped to my front, sticking his claws into them. His sharp canines bit off their necks. Killian was fighting ferociously and ruthlessly without mercy, and their numbers were dwindling.

The wolves backed away briefly, gathering their strength, while Killian snapped his head to look at me, inspecting me.

The golden glow of his eyes darkened dangerously as it took in the blood rushing from my head and the small cuts on my body. He growled again and lunged at the wolves that charged at him. He killed brutally, his claws leaving each of his victims in a horrid state. For the first time, I shook in fear, finally realizing why he was the most ruthless and notorious Alpha in all of North Central.

I was taken by surprise when one of the wolves managed to evade Killian and instead lunged at me.

With its sharp bloody claws aiming for me, I jerked backward, jumping out of the way of its path, earning just a scratch on my arm. I sent my sword straight at him. At the same time, his claws came at me, pushing me off the cliff.

A cry for help vibrated from my throat, gaining Killian's attention. I could see the plain, unyielding horror in his eyes as he tried to reach out to me, but it was too late; I was falling already. Before my eyes, Killian leapt in the air, shifting into his gargantuan black wolf. He jumped after me. The next thing I heard was a loud thud, and my body crashed against a warm hardness. My eyes shut down without warning, as pain took over me.

***

Killian's point of view

I groaned, rolled over to my side, and opened my eyes. My gaze took notice of the faint outline of the moon that had begun to appear in the sky.

What the fuck?

Where was I?

Memories of what happened flashed before my eyes. Sheila was pushed off the cliff and Ryker saved her. He was weak. I could feel his weakness within me. My body froze as I felt all the blood drain from my face, my heart twisting painfully in my chest.

"Bloody hell, Sheila!"

My eyes scanned my surroundings desperately. My heart stopped instantly as my gaze took in the body a few feet away.

Sheila was there, lying on the rocky earth, completely motionless. I couldn't breathe, couldn't even think clearly.

I forced myself to stand, groaning from the enormous pain coursing through me.

My legs were quick to function as I hastened with speed to her side, dropping to my knees before her. She was unconscious. I gently put my hand on her neck and she was still breathing. A sigh of relief left my lips.

Her body was hot due to the fading sun's impact. I gave her a small pull, trying to get her awake, but she wasn't responding. Her skin was dry and her lips parched.

I scanned around. We needed to get out of here. I had not a single doubt that the wolves from the Fire Crest Pack would still be hunting for Sheila and me. They wouldn't stop searching for us, especially Sheila, since she was their target. This was precisely what I was afraid of. Anyone with a grudge against me would want to use Sheila to get back at me. I had many enemies that would relish in the thrill of harming my mate to make me suffer.

I exhaled tiredly. If I hadn't arrived just in time, I could not even begin to imagine what would have happened to her. We had to leave here and find some kind of shelter.

I gently picked her up, cradling her against my chest before I began moving. I took the path that led into the woods. I raced through the forest, stopping when I spotted a river nearby. I motioned closer to the river, dropping Sheila gently onto the warm sand.

I went to the river and pulled some water in my hands, hurrying back to her side. I tried to get as much water as I could into her mouth. Hungrily, she sucked it in. I went back again and fetched some water, pouring some in her mouth while the splashing droplets on her face got her awake.

Sheila groaned awake, her eyes pushing open. It fell immediately on me. I watched it widen before touring around our surroundings.

I was up on my feet, trying to help her stand, but she jerked her arm away from me.

"Let go of me, asshole!" Her blue eyes were burning with anger as it was directed at me.

For a damned second, I was taken aback. I could not understand what had her all riled up.

"What is wrong?" I asked sharply. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

"Bloody, godforsaken bastard! How dare you ask me such a stupid question?" She was screaming, surprising me the more.

She was more than enraged. Her whole body was vibrating with fury. No matter how I racked my head, I could not understand why on earth she was mad.

"Let's get out of here first. The Fire Crest Pack is still hunting for us to—" I started sauntering over to her, about to reach for her when she screamed.

"Kill me? I know that much. And this is all your fault!" She yelled at my face in a rage.

"My fault? What the hell did I do now?" I found myself yelling in confusion.

"None of this would have happened if you just did exactly what was expected of you, and came with us in the first place. We wouldn't be in this mess, and Brielle wouldn't have gotten wounded in the first place."

Her rageful words made my body still. It felt like a cold slap to my face, a bitter truth shoved down my throat. If I hadn't let Thea's words change my decision to attend the meeting with Sheila, none of this would have happened. My men wouldn't have been injured, and my mate wouldn't have had her life threatened. I would have protected her, I would have protected them.

Guilt washed over me, and I didn't even dare to hide it. Sheila's anger and resentment were well understood.

Her blue eyes kept glowering at me. She pushed her lips together to say something when faint growls echoed throughout the woods. Fuck. They were onto us.

"We have to move now," My eyes darted back to Sheila. I pointed out the path to follow, my hand stretching out to her, but instead, she sent me a wicked glare, walking past me, taking the lead.

I sighed in frustration, watching her as she kept walking, with the moon towering above us and the darkness covering us. I cursed under my breath. This was going to be a fucking long night.