The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Sheila's point of view
I screamed back to reality, jerking away from Amelie and her black crystal ball. My eyes were completely blurry with tears, and
they never stopped rushing down.
It couldn't be. I shook my head, as my teary gaze met with Amelie's dark hooded ones. She was staring at me with tears in her
eyes as well.
"It can't be me. I would have known," I couldn't stop shaking my head, as more tears rushed down. I had wanted desperately to
know exactly what was wrong with me. I had even considered this possibility, but now it was difficult to believe that I would be the
end of every one. I killed poor Cora, and everyone was next.
Amelie inhaled deeply, also in tears. She shook her head gently. "Everyone has a part to play," she muttered, slowly. "The end
for everyone is coming with the war. In two days. You can destroy us all, and save us as well. Be prepared to make a choice,
Sheila, and do what you must."
"What choice, Amelie?" My broken voice sounded in a whisper.
"You will know when it's time," she replied, and I managed to push up from the floor at a sudden thought.
"This can't be. I saw Killian alive," I choked back a sob. "He was alive, happy with someone else," I uttered in tears. I didn't
understand why in one vision he was dead and in the other, he was alive. "Help me here, Amelie. Which of those visions is real?"

"Both," she said in a whisper, bringing her hooded gaze to her crystal ball. "Both are very real. Your choice depends on the
future. You must be careful, otherwise, that thing inside of you will rise."
At her every word, I couldn't breathe. The mere image of me being the end of my family haunted me. I hurried out of her
chamber, feeling the sudden pains in the deepest cave of my chest. I left the Council's castle, stepping into the evening breeze.