Chapter 33

Sheila's point of view

I was so restless. My legs kept pacing back and forth across the floor of my chamber. I couldn't sit still. Hell, there was no way I could even fall asleep. The loud growls and howling penetrated through the wall of my chamber. At every painful howl, I felt pain, as if something in my chest was being ripped out.

I had no idea what was going on out there, but with how Morgan's broken gaze held so much pain and fear, it was something really dangerous. My heart kept on racing, thinking about Killian. Somehow, I felt as though those thundering growls were his. It was like he was in some kind of pain. They sounded so desperate, almost like a broken cry for help.

My legs collapsed on the humid floor at the thought of Killian in pain. God, I need to get to him.

I needed to see Killian so desperately. My legs charged with unrecognizable energy, and I was up on my feet. When I left my chamber, there wasn't a single soul in the castle. I left