The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Sheila's point of view
My eyes widened as I backed further away from him and his piercing stare. The golden gaze in his eyes sent a disturbing and
cold chill down my spine.
"You?" I whispered breathlessly, as he kept watching me.
He smirked wickedly and his image transformed. Killian's hair changed into a long golden one that fell in place behind his ears,
slipping down to his shoulders and his face changed as well.
A small gasp escaped my lungs as I was staring face to face with the man that had always crept into my thoughts. And for the
first time in a long while, I felt fear.
He was the stranger on the dance floor. He had somehow spelled himself to change his appearance. And now that the spell was
broken, he no longer smelled like a pureblooded wolf.
He pulled away from the table, taking slow calculated steps to where I remained rooted and stopped when he was a breath
away. His towering height leaned closer, allowing me to gaze properly into his eyes. The scent of rosewood invaded my nostrils
and I could hear Adie's gasp within the corner walls of my mind.
"Mate!" Her voice was stiff and laced with both shock and confusion. Similar shock and confusion found my blue irises as her
words finally registered within me.
No. No. It can't be. Killian was my mate. He was my fated mate.
His wicked smirk deepened as if reading every thought of mine.
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