Bound by Fate: The Alpha's Curse
Sheila's point of view
My shaken legs could no longer withstand the tension charged in the room. My entire life had changed the second the words "mate" left my lips.
I gripped onto the white pillar in the courtroom for support, the knife-edged tension within the court growing brutal by the second.
Our pack warriors were behind their Alpha, Lucius Callaso, no doubt prepared to attack, just in case a fight managed to break out with the warriors from the Crescent North Pack.
My father, Lucius, was in a heated conversation with Alpha Killian about me. It was funny as hell how the confrontation a second ago about my father sending rogues to the Crescent North Pack soon changed into an intense conversation between my father, Alpha of the Silver Mist Pack, and Alpha Killian of the Crescent North Pack, my mate.
It still feels like a dream to me how my entire life changed for the worse within a minute.
It was as if the universe hated me, and the moon goddess despised me.
At that moment, he was here, Alpha Killian Reid, charging in with a troop of his warriors into our pack, with fury stalking his veins, and then, to my utter disbelief, he happened to be my fated mate.
I listened more to their conversation; neither of them was ready to take a rest. My father couldn't do better to hide his satisfaction in sending me off with the enemy.
For some reason, Killian kept refusing me, almost as if he was rejecting me. Even though I'm pretty used to people's rejection, I've experienced it first-hand with my father, the infamous Lucius Callaso. Killian's rejection hurt me more than I'd like to admit. I mean, even though I just found out he was my mate, we shared a bond, after all.
Father and Killian looked at each other like they were a second from murdering the other, as they kept deciding my fate like I wasn't even in the room. This was about me, yet Killian had not glanced at me. It sent a piercing pain to my chest.
"As you wish, Alpha Lucius, I will take her away," Killian spoke with ease, but something about how he counted those words made me cringe. It was cold and threatening.
It could almost be called a miracle that the courtroom still remained calm. Every pack in the North Central was aware of the rooted hatred between both packs. They both had the largest packs in the North, and my father didn't like it. He was a tyrant Alpha and a beast who preyed on packs, annihilating them and stealing their lands. That was the type of Alpha my father was. And Killian was rumored to be no different.
I was forced to shake off my thoughts when Alpha Lucius was up on his feet. He smiled darkly after one last gruesome stare at me. That smile of his has haunted my every awakening.
"She is yours, after all. You may take her!" He glanced at me. He never treated me like his daughter.
