THE CURSED LUNA
Chapter 39

Sheelah pov

I recited a brief collection of thoughts to occupy my mind in the garden while the gentle breeze brushed against my skin. As I reclined in a chair, I unhesitatingly reached for my glass of wine, taking a sip to alleviate the tension that Emily, a girl, had stirred within me. I have come to the realization that she is not Amira; the latter is far more reserved and lacks the propensity to engage in heated exchanges.

Upon hearing Alpha Christian's voice, I quickly rose to my feet, not wishing for him to witness me in a vulnerable state, shedding tears over something trivial. Why would I waste my emotions on someone as foolish as Emily? Nevertheless, I am determined to retaliate; she will face consequences, mark my words.

As I gently ran my fingers through my hair, I found his approach to be inviting, and I was reluctant to appear disheveled.

"Sheelah, I have been searching for you," Alpha Christian remarked, his gaze scanning the surroundings as he drew closer. A smirk played on my lips as I took several deep breaths to steady myself.

I cast a sidelong glance, my attention still absorbed in the book of thoughts I was perusing, yet the intensity of its content failed to distract me from my dark contemplation. My mind was consumed with thoughts of violence.

"Why do you search for me in every corner when I can only be found in the gardens? Nowhere else." I expressed this with irritation, my frustration evident and uncontainable.

"Very well, I believe we should extend an apology to Emily, as I do not wish to jeopardize our agreement." He remarked, moving closer, his gaze filled with unwavering affection.

I let out a faint laugh, redirecting my gaze to him without hesitation, and rose to my feet, shaking my head in anger. "I will never apologize to that insane woman, Emily. Are you truly serious? I, Sheelah, should offer an apology to her? Absolutely not!" I replied groggily, fixing a blunt stare upon him.

Alpha Christian's demeanor shifted to one of seriousness, his tone both firm and compassionate. "Sheelah, you need to understand. We cannot risk pushing Emily away. She is vital to our strategy, and I won't allow your stubbornness to endanger everything we've built."

I scoffed, my frustration boiling over. "Stubbornness? You think this is just about that? You have no clue what she's capable of. She's a disaster waiting to happen, ready to ruin everything we cherish."

Alpha Christian's gaze sharpened, his jaw tight. "I am fully aware of her actions, Sheelah. I understand her potential for chaos. But we still need her on our side. So I'll ask you once more: will you apologize to her for the sake of our agreement?" I let out a harsh laugh, devoid of warmth. "You would sacrifice my dignity and well-being for your precious agreement? Not a chance, Alpha Christian. I refuse to apologize to that... that... fiend."

Alpha Christian's expression darkened, his voice lowering to a near whisper. "Very well, Sheelah. Do as you wish. But remember this: if you choose not to apologize and keep provoking Emily, I will have no choice but to take severe actions. Actions that will impact you, Sheelah."

I grinned, a sweet yet dangerous smile. "I'm quaking in my shoes, Alpha Christian. Bring it on; I won't apologize."

I am at a loss as to why he expects me to apologize for something I do not understand, particularly to a woman whom I consider trivial. My frustration intensified, and I directed my gaze towards Alpha Christian. "Would it not be more appropriate for you to offer an apology on behalf of the family?"

Alpha Christian's demeanor shifted to one of coldness, his gaze filled with irritation. "You truly are unaware, aren't you, Sheelah? You regard Emily as inconsequential, yet you remain ignorant of her true potential. And regarding your apology on behalf of the family... I believe you are overstepping your bounds."

I felt a surge of indignation at his condescending tone, my frustration barely contained. "Overstepping? I am Sheelah, a member of this family, just as you are. I refuse to be treated like a child."

Alpha Christian's expression twisted into a sneer, his lip curling in contempt. "You are nothing like me, Sheelah. You are far from it. I have constructed empires, vanquished foes, and made sacrifices that you cannot even begin to fathom. And you... you are merely a self-centered, petty girl who fails to grasp the larger context."

His words struck a nerve, yet I stood my ground. "How dare you speak to me like that," I retorted, my voice low and filled with fury. "I am not an inconsequential child. I am Sheelah, and I will not allow you or anyone else to diminish my worth." Alpha Christian's eyes sparkled with mockery, but his tone was unyielding. "We shall see, Sheelah. We shall see just how trivial you truly are."

As soon as Alpha Christian departed, I reached for my phone and dialed Arian's number, my heart pounding with anticipation. I simply required someone to accompany me, even if it was just for an hour of strategizing. My disdain for Emily is profound, and I am determined to ensure her downfall, regardless of the effort it demands.

Arian's velvety voice greeted me on the first ring, "Sheelah, my dear. What thoughts are swirling in that beautiful mind of yours?"

A smile crept across my face as a plan began to take shape. "Arian, I require your assistance. I need a strategy to eliminate Emily. She has become a persistent nuisance, and I can no longer endure it." Arian's laughter was low and ominous. "Ah, Emily. She is indeed an intriguing individual, isn't she? So erratic, so... captivating. But rest assured, I will assist you, Sheelah. This is precisely what I thrive on."

I could almost sense Arian's mind churning, weaving intricate schemes of deception and control. "Let us convene at the abandoned warehouse at midnight," I directed. "We shall go over the particulars then."