Chapter 142

Sheila's point of view

I moved as fast as I could with my wolf's speed, racing out of the castle to find the disaster that had covered the pack. Dark smoke filled the air, and the smell of death invaded my nostrils. I tried to connect once more to Killian or anyone, but it wasn't working.

I left the castle grounds and headed for the Packhouse. The pack was filled with chaos as the Dark Circle army had already attacked.

I lifted my gaze to the sky to find a black veil hovering on the earth, covering the entire pack. My blue eyes widened as fear rose within me at the sight. That was the work of dark magic and has been placed on the pack to prevent the use of magic. And from it, several balls of flames fell, scattering around the pack. And several balls of flames were heading to the witches' quarters.

Fear and panic kicked into my bones as I began heading to the quarters instead. Everyone at the quarters was in grave danger, and that included my brother.