CHAPTER TEN CAMILLA “Mine…” he growled, and everyone gasped. I froze. What did he say? I did not know if I heard him correctly. Did he just say what I think he said? “She is my mate.” He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him in utter disbelief. “Your highness?” my father blurted, looking confused. “Camilla Sinclair is the lycan prince’s mate.” Fergus repeated, making my whole body freeze, rooted in place.“You are hurt,” He said, his voice gentle for a moment. I opened my eyes, my breath caught in my throat as I did. This is the first time I am looking into his eyes up close. It’s no wonder why the lycan prince was desired by many. Just look at him! His face chiseled to perfection, his body large, strong, and muscular. His frame perfect in every angle. He’s built like a god, yet that is not too far-fetched given his looks and charm, although he had a nonchalant air about him. I gulped, when I noticed his eyes traveled from mine to my swollen cheek. My cheek still stung
CHAPTER ELEVEN CAMILLAMy heart sank. The blood completely drained from my face.Is that the real reason why he hates me? My own father, blaming me for the death of a mother I never had, for being brought to the world? It takes two people to make a baby, yet why was I blamed for being born? I never asked to be born, I wasn’t the one who released my seed into my mate and eventually got her pregnant. Yet somehow, this pack seems brainwashed by my father for having the same ridiculous fucking logic.I clenched my fists by my sides, not realizing the prince had stepped up closer to me until he stood mere inches away from my spot. Damn it, don’t cry. Don't cry. Don’t you fucking cry. I scold myself when I felt his hand below my chin, tilting my head upwards to look into his blood red eyes.I felt a sob rising in my throat. Each second that passed, I feel as though it’s getting harder to breathe. I glanced at Alaric, who is now staring intently at Dash, raising his brow. “And who would tha
CHAPTER TWELVECAMILLA He dragged me into the car, but before he could close the door, I halted.“Wait!” I screeched which made him freeze, turning his gaze to me.“What is the matter, princess?”I cringed internally at Fergus’ words as he peered at me through the rearview mirror.“Uhm, my things. I have to pack my things. And please, call me Mila.” I said when Fergus gasped, horrified.“I’m afraid I can’t do that, princess. You are the Prince’s mate and I shall respect your rank above mine.’ He replied, bowing his head.“He is right. You are a princess and will be respected as such.” Alaric said firmly, his blood red eyes glimmering gold, letting me know his wolf is on edge. I gulped.“You also need not to worry about clothing, I will buy you a new wardrobe.” He said, about to get into the car.“No!”Alaric and Fergus stopped, looking at me.“My mother… I left my mother’s locket in my room.” I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.Alaric was still standing outside
13. ALARICI had sent Fergus to make sure my mate does not get into any trouble. Judging from the bruises and the state she's in, beaten, starved, and slightly malnourished compared to the other girl named Angela who looks healthier, wearing all those expensive clothing my mate does not seem to have, I won't take any chances. His father only confirmed my assumptions with his harsh words. There's no mistaking she was his daughter. For they have the same features, almost, except for her turquoise green eyes and lighter skin. She looked nothing like Lily, my first mate. She had thick blonde hair that bounced on her shoulders and cerulean eyes. I sighed. I'm doing it again...The beast inside me growled, furious I would even think about her when we have already found a mate.I sent him some healing energy to calm him. I know, buddy. Lily is gone."Alaric!" My head snapped instantly, noting how Fergus had just now addressed me by my name. That means something is going on.I looked at h
14. CAMILLAMy head is pounding, and my whole body feels like it was run over by a truck. What the hell happened to me? I groaned."Are you sure she shifted?" someone said in a cautious tone."Yes, father. I saw it with my own eyes..."I could hear voices around me as I groggily woke up. They were arguing, that much I can tell. When I opened my eyes, the voices stopped."Are you okay?" I blinked before seeing Alaric staring down at me, and my heart thumped. Shocked, I jolted from the bed, almost headbutting Alaric in the process but he was faster. He barely made a move other than tilt his head back and avoided me easily."I-I'm sorry, I don't feel well..." I mumbled and pinched my brows. "I will have them prepare some herbs for the pain," Alaric said and I nodded."This is my father, the Kind David." I did not need introductions for that.Immediately, I bowed my head to him."Your highness, it's a pleasure to finally meet you." I said, despite the throbbing in my head."Raise you
15. ALARICI stared at her in awe. Her devastation is appalling, and the strength of that slap was unexpected. She even filled the room with such an oppressing energy I could barely keep my feet standing. I had thought she was a Royal in the making, but I don't think she needs that much training after that brief show of power. And she doesn't even know it. I admit, I know exactly how she feels. Know how suffocating and painful it must be to realize that you've hurt someone you care about most. All because you can't control your lycan. No one knows but us Royals, that that's the painstaking downside of being born as one. You can't help but just hurt the people you love because of how strong you are. Being a Royal is a curse, I thought to myself, watching as my mate's body shook violently before my eyes. The fear of realizing what she might have done getting to her.Yet, at the very least, I will not let her feel the burden of this curse. Wanting to protect her mattered more to me tha
CAMILLAI turned and tossed all night. I couldn’t sleep. How could I when my sister, the only person who kept my sanity intact through the years despite her true intentions had died in the night I couldn’t even remember? I wonder if my father is mourning, or if he would mourn if it had been me.I stifle a sob. Who am I kidding? He will never have mourned for me even if I died. I was nothing to him. I was nothing to the pack. It’s that simple, and it’ll remain that way for as long as I live.I gulped, turning over my side as I gave in to the calls of sleep and closed my eyes.I gasped awake when I felt a dangerous aura hovering over me. The feeling was sickening, as though the scent had been there all along. I just didn’t recognize it.My eyes forced themselves open and I find myself staring at the Lycan King, eyes wide shocked.“How are you feeling?” he asks, watching me.I shift my body into a sitting position.I noticed Alaric standing by his side, glancing at his father who sat at t
CAMILLA“I accept.” I say, the words leaving an echo that resounded across the room.Alaric’s mouth closed and opened like a fish, as if he wanted to say something. David smiled from ear to ear, but said nothing in response.“I just have to sign these papers, don’t I?”I say a little too enthusiastically, lifting the paper in my hands, shaking.I pick up the pen and signed the papers. All in one go.Looking up, I find Alaric staring directly at me, his eyes going wide.“Here.” I handed over the papers to David, who took them from me happily.“Great! Then it’s all settled!” he mused, getting to his feet, papers clutched tightly in hand.“The mating ceremony will be held by the next full moon. In the meantime, I will teach you to control your lycan.” He tells me. His words has me blinking my eyes at him, confused.“Lycan?”“You really don’t remember?” Alaric asks.I shook my head. My mind is in a blur. I don’t seem to remember anything, but with a lycan involved?“What do you mean contr