Chapter 118

Sheila's point of view

"Sheila," Killian rushed to where Morgan, Maggie, and I were gathered. He moved closer to me, and I jerked up on my feet.

My penetrating blue eyes that held my tears and stabbing anguish landed at Killian.

"Sheila, I swear I was going to tell you–" he started, but before he could speak further, I walked straight past him, grabbing a handful of my dress in my hands, I raced out of the Castle, sprinting into the woods.

I was far from being in control of anything, especially my emotions. I felt a grueling gruesome sensation steer in my bones. There was deep turmoil in my broken soul. I didn't stop, I kept racing without any direction. I just wanted to stop the hurting in my soul. This was all too much to bear. Just when I had thought my life was finally in order, Thea was pregnant.

She's pregnant with my mate's child. Killian's child. She's carrying his heir.

I crashed against the earth, shedding tears profusely. I couldn't con