Filed to story: Sheila Callaso and Alpha Killian Reid Book
His gaze shifted from mine, dumping the book in his hand on his left, onto the stash of books standing neatly.
“You called for me?” I said, after a while, when he still didn’t say anything.
“Yes,” Killian said, still with his back to me, picking up some more books. He added them to the stash beside him.
“And for what reason?” I crossed my hands against the blue linen of my dress.
Killian turned to me, his fathomless amber gaze taking me in, breathing a certain life into my body.
“You told me you wanted to be more involved in the Pack’s business and know more about your duties, didn’t you?”
I nodded.
“Well, this is where you start.” He pointed to the stash of books. “You must learn every little thing about the pack.”
“By reading those?” I asked.
He cocked his head left. “Yes, every one of those in my office, and from today onwards, you are allowed to partake in the Pack’s activities.”
I was left agape. My eyes scanned the stash of books.
“You are joking, right?” My eyes shot sharply to meet his.
“Do you have any objections? If not, – “
“Don’t you think you should say something to me?” I cut him off.
Killian tucked his thick black brow, “Like what?”
His careless words struck a painful nerve. And his nonchalant attitude infuriated me.
“I’m aware that we are far from being the best of mates, but I almost lost my life for the crime of attempting to murder my mate and his lover. The least you could do is-“
“Is what?” Killian strutted aimfully towards me.
“Well, for starters, you could…” My words got stuck in my throat as Killian’s divine scent clouded my senses at his sudden nearness.
“Go on,” he prodded, in the huskiest, and may I add, deeply sexy voice. Damn, my mind had begun to have impure thoughts.
I took a few steps backward to evade his heavenly scent and impede the dirty thoughts invading my mind.
But I came to a halt when my back collided with the door. Killian’s large hand was on my waist, pushing me up against the wall. I gasped at the manner in which his body pressed against mine, caging me between his arms. I quivered from a pleasurable sensation building up in my body.
“You were saying?” He asked again, almost teasingly, his amber eyes holding a dark glint.
“Stay back, Killian,” I warned him, almost breathless.
“Or what?” He leaned closer to me as my heart began to race. Its fast pounding made it difficult for me to breathe through my nostrils, or maybe the air had somehow vanished from existence because I couldn’t breathe.
“Please, just stop.” My voice was strained and breathless. Killian’s nose collided with mine, and his lips were a breath away from mine. He had one hand on my waist while the other skillfully moved from my waist, leaving a trail of sparks as it journeyed up to my face. I felt hot. very hot. I felt like my skin and soul were on fire, and what’s even worse, I didn’t want it to stop.
Killian’s hand rested on my cheek, caressing it so tenderly that it caused me to lean into it. He guided my face up, and his lips brushed mine. I gasped. I felt heat building between my legs. And Killian’s lips swallowed mine again.
His hand on my waist pulled me closer to him.
My hands took on a life of their own, and before I knew it, they had made their way to his neck, causing him to moan. His tongue sucked in my mouth, and I moaned at the blissful feeling. Soon, Killian’s lips pulled from mine, his head resting on mine as we swallowed each other’s breath. His dark eyes drew mine, and we stared at each other, bored.
“Killian,”
He tilted his head, his lips intentionally grazing mine for the briefest second.
I released a quick gasp, feeling the tingles that lit up my body in a pleasurable sensation.
“So, what’s your decision?” He asked, calmly yet darkly.
“I- I-” I stuttered with my words, trying to make a quick decision.
My gaze pulled back to Killian. “I accept.” After all, whether I like it or not, I am the Luna of this pack, and I have a responsibility to fulfill.”
Killian narrowed his dark eyes, and his lips curled up darkly. “That’s good.”
Sheila’s point of view
I scurried out of Killian’s office; I simply couldn’t stand the heat in there. I raced to my chamber without looking back. As soon as I was in, I slammed the door shut, my body leaning on it. My heartbeat was spiraling out of control, hammering hard against my chest, my body still trembling from the effect of Killian’s body on mine.
I sighed, plopping on my bed. My gaze stared up at the blank air. I was rooted in that position for a long time, several thoughts grazing through my mind as time flew by and twilight slowly crept in.
I went down for my dinner, but instead of having my meal in the castle dining halls, where I’d be forced to tolerate Thea, I followed Brielle and Ria to the packhouse, which was only a short distance from the lonely castle walls. It was my first time stepping into the Packhouse since my stay so far was limited to the castle grounds and the garden. But I wanted to step out more and get to know more about the pack and its members. I wanted them to get to know me a little better. I couldn’t compete with Thea. Though she barely mingled around, everyone in the pack seemed to think highly of her.
I shook out of my depressing thoughts when Ria placed a plate of food before me. I was in the large Packhouse dining hall, with Ria, Brielle, and many of the pack members seated around the tables, chattering over dinner. It was better to have dinner here than to be encamped in the close space of the castle with Killian and Thea.
Thankfully, the awkwardness that stalked the air when I entered the Packhouse was no more. I felt more comfortable with every passing second as I ate my food.
By the time I was done with my meal, the moon was standing up in the sky, its bright rays piercing into the darkness that surrounded us as Ria and I left Brielle and Allen and headed back to the castle.
Tonight, I skipped training with Morgan because my mind and body felt exhausted, and the ache in my head was back. As soon as I reached my chamber, I changed into more comfortable clothing, slipping under the covers on my bed. I felt exhausted and tried to fall asleep, ignoring the growing ache in my head.
I wasn’t aware of how deeply I had slept. I gasped awake in the blinding darkness that encircled my chamber. I couldn’t move a muscle. The harmless pain that pounded against my skull had spread around my body, its sharp pain causing me to groan deeply into the cold night.
It felt like I was going to die, with pain writhing through every bone in my body, which seemed to contort against its joints. Another painful cry escaped my lips as I began thrashing on the bed, begging for the new pain that crawled into my chest to stop. It was as if it pierced my very own soul, while more pain pounded against my skull.
It felt almost as if the pains that surged through my body had fused into one at the back of my mind, wanting freedom. My heart banged against my chest as I kept thrashing on the bed. The pain at the back of my mind kept on growing as if giving birth to a life. The pain intensified, and I could hear faint whispers again, echoing in my head. It sounded weak and tired, but I was in too much pain to even make out anything.
The more the whisper kept echoing in my head, the more the pain intensified. The whispers were becoming more frequent and more urgent, demanding to be heard and craving freedom.
I groaned, tears slipping from the corner of my closed eyes, through all the chaos storming within me. I heard it. It was in a faint whisper, but I could hear the soft voice that broke through the wild storm in my mind, putting an end to the pain and chaos in my soul.
“Hi there, I am Adie, your wolf.”
My eyes shot open, glowing a bright shade of blue that burned my eyes.
What the heck?!
