Chapter 16

Camilo's Point of View

Rafael was hot on my heels as I made my way up to the residential side of the house. Cursed at me beneath his breath. Made vague comments about how it was supposed to be bros before hos. Corrected himself and admitted she wasn't a ho like he had implied but that she was our mate. Which made things worse, seeing as we could never even share toys as kids, much less our mate as adults.

Farren had left in a haste. Had bumped into my third in command with a huff. Promptly told him off, as I had expected, and fled the estate. Where she had gone was beside me. Most likely home. Not that that home was her home. From what I had gathered, the only home she ever truly had was the royal palace. And that hadn't lasted long.

At least this time around, I hadn't sent someone after her. Someone to report back every move she made. But the tracker I had put on her this morning was clearly not adequate enough for the job. He had trailed her after spotting her hurrying away from the