Chapter 17

Sheila's point of view

The next morning, I was already awake, and the feeling of Killian's body still lingered on my skin. I still couldn't move past that moment, I hated the inevitable truth that as much as I hated the insane fact that Killian affected me, shamelessly, I craved more of his touches.

I sighed, embarrassed by my thoughts.

I have been locked in my room since I was led back by that traitor known as Morgan. To be honest, this wasn't what I expected to happen to me when I was caught; normally, it was considered a heinous crime for a Luna to flee, abandoning her pack and mate, but thankfully, I wasn't even locked up in the dungeon or severely punished.

That's a relief.

My door knob clicked open, causing me to jump up from bed at light speed. I watched the door open, leading me to Ria, my best friend.

"Sheila," she said, with a streak of concern evident in her voice as her chocolate brown eyes shimmered.

"Ria," I called after he