LOGINCamilla's POV “What the hell is going on here?” My voice pierced the air as Noelle and Cassian turned to face me.“What does it look like?” Cassian answered, rising to his feet.“What is Noelle doing in your room?” I asked, feeling agitated. “When did she start tidying up your room?”“Today,” he replied quickly. “I made the decision. You go with Jace. I go with your sister. Everyone feels good. Isn’t that it?”I scoffed. “Are you being serious right now?”“Perhaps,” he said, cracking his knuckles. “She perfectly understands how to tidy up a room, doesn’t she? The least you can do is sit down and appreciate the job well done.”“What are you even talking about? Are you out of your mind?” I fired back.“I think this conversation is getting out of control. You can actually leave if you’re not getting the answers you want from me,” he said, his tone laced with exhaustion.“Get out of this room, Noelle,” I ordered, closing my eyes. “I will count from one to five. I don’t want to see you in
Camilla's POV"I never knew you could be this busy," I said just as Jace raised his head. He scoffed as he saw me standing by the doorway."I've been lazy for the past few days. I've got to catch up real quick. Besides, I'm the lead for today's morning patrol," he managed to say. I entered the office, gently sitting down on the seat across from him."You're working yourself out, Jace. You should have some rest. Can you inform your guys that you won't be available to lead them?" I asked.He heaved a small breath. "Big Camilla, it doesn't work that way, okay? I can't say that to them. They're gonna report me to your lover. Besides, this is my work. It's what I am supposed to do.""That's true," I clipped. "I can replace you if you don't mind, though. Keep working here and I'll lead your people. Remember that you've explained how patrols are done. I had a little idea of it when I was in the North Pack, but you shed more light.""Camilla?" he gently called, his hands on the files as he lo
Camilla's POV"Why would he need my help? Why would he send a private message to me? Why is he scared to contact the leader of this pack?" I asked, reading the content of the letter."This doesn't matter at all. It's just a disturbance, you know?" Jace lowered himself onto the bed, gently taking the letter from me, his eyes fixed on my face."I don't think it's nice to ignore a private message request. I would rather let him know that I am not interested in offering any assistance to his pack," I countered. "May I go get that done first?""It doesn't matter, love," Jace pressed, his palms gently caressing my chin. "Let's continue with this. You can't let a message from a stranger stop what we started. Can you?""I can and I will," I affirmed, rising from the bed. "If you're still interested, you can stay here in your office and I'll catch up with you later. See you in a bit, Jacey love."He scoffed as I unlocked the door, leaving his office and moving to my room quickly. I had many as
Camilla's POV"Why did you change your dress?" I confronted Noelle. "When I left the room and returned, I realized that you changed your dress. Did I give you the chance to pick any clothes you want from my wardrobe?""I apologize. The dress was tight, and I needed to wear something light," she replied, her head still lowered."Something light but not revealing would have made a bigger difference. Learn how to behave properly next time, would you?" I scolded."Of course I would. I have no other place to go," she said and scoffed. "What would you like to eat?""You don't feed me. I don't need your assistance to know what to eat either," I shot back. "I would rather you sit on the bed and listen to the rest of my warnings."She sat down on the bed, her eyes as cool and calm as those of a dove. "If you don't want me to help with cooking, I'll be willing to assist you in other ways.""I will decide pretty soon. For now, I need you to stay in my room and keep everything clean, including my
Camilla's POVJace's eyes met mine as I stepped into the clubhouse. Several couples rocked themselves to the rhythm of the music as Jace lowered the bottle in his hands."Why are you here?" He mouthed. "Where are your guards? Don't you know you're the Luna now? They'll definitely try to get you locked up. Get out of here now, Camilla. Come on."I read his lips perfectly as I gave a soft smile, mouthing, "I don't think it's unsafe to be here. May I join you for a dance?""Come on up then," his voice was audible this time around. I catwalked toward him, my eyes gleaming with desire. The music was a trendy one, so of course, everyone would want to dance to the tune.He held my hands and kissed them as the wolves screamed with delight. "Oh shit. You taste so good. Give me a hug, big Camilla."I drew a long breath as I hugged him, patting his back. "Good to see you in a big mood, Jace. I hope you stay happy.""That's not for me to decide, though," he said, pouring me a drink from the champ
Camilla's POV"I discussed with Jace on the issue of your wolf's loss, and we arrived at a conclusion. We searched for the address of a famous woman. We found her and brought her to this pack. You'll be fine pretty soon; just give her every answer to the questions she asks," Cassian encouraged as we walked to his office."What famous woman? Is she here to advise me? Or as a therapist?" I asked."She is a witch. She has a deep knowledge of werewolves. She definitely knows how to address every issue, as long as it's related to werewolves," he replied, and my heart skipped a beat. I wouldn't like to be involved in anything related to witches anymore. The moment the witch seized my powers continued to replay in my mind, and hell, it was damn traumatic."I don't want to talk to her. She can't offer any positive thoughts on this. She's a witch. Witches aren't friendly to anyone but themselves," I replied, refusing to move further. He let out a quiet sigh as he held my hands, making me look







