Chapter Twelve( Camilla Pov)

ALPHA'S HATED MATE

        Camilla’s POV 

  I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping but each time I tried to open my eyes, they fell shut again, and to sleep I wandered up until now. I can move my body, but barely, sitting up on the soft mattress which smells nothing like mine, I take a look at the room nothing is familiar the walls are grey and pink as if someone was painting over the pink and they failed to complete it, it’s spacious and it smells like bubblegum in here, the scent is flaring up my nostrils causing my head to hurt even more.

Instinctively I get out of bed and try to open the door. I try twice before realising it’s locked, I call out to Arielle three times with no response, not even the sound of someone passing by hauls the air that’s when panic sets in I can’t take it I seem to be running out of air, my lungs are desperate for every breath that I take, when I’m scare