LOGINLandon POV“What the hell happened, Sara?” My snarl reverberated in the car, “I put you in charge. What were you doing while pups were being kidnapped?”“Varkos is getting bolder, your highness.” Her voice wavered, but her breathing was still coming out heavy.How the fuck did Varkos get into the kingdom? Fury erupted with new force inside me. I was seeing red.How careless can they be for Varkos to have gotten into the kingdom?“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Are you kidding me, Sara? I put you in charge. What the hell happened? How did Varkos get in?”“I am so sorry, your highness. This is my fault, and I take full responsibility for it.” “Answer my question, Sara. How did he get in? What were you doing that those pups went missing under your nose? Who was at the border? Didn't they see him coming in?”I had so many questions. The gears in my brain started spining at a high speed.She was quiet for a moment. It was her breathing that informed me that she was still in the l
Landon POVThe leather wrapped around the wheel tore open; my claws did nothing to hide themselves as my fist clenched around the wheel, my knuckles turning white.Zane was snarling and growling, wanting me to give him control so he could tear that bastard to pieces, with gory images about how he was going to enjoy taking his skin apart from his bones.I exhaled loudly through my nose, my eyes closed tightly, my breathing coming out in a ragged gasps. I needed to calm down before I did something I was going to regret.But Zane was still hitting the walls between us, growling, “Let me out, you fucking human. That boy took our mate. What are you still doing here sitting down like a fucking coward?” “You need to calm down and stop fighting me for control, Zane. Trust me, I want to rip him apart more than you do, but we can't get caught. Also, Camilla doesn't belong to us. We only need her to break the curse. She's going to die anyway.” “You are a fool. You idiot. Admit that you're jeal
Camilla POV The drive to school was a silent one, a bit awkward but nothing out of the ordinary. His fingers drummed on the steering wheel softly, and my head bobbed unknowingly to the beats.The car smelled more like him; I noticed the interior was different than the other ones I had ever been in. Then I remembered that I didn't see any cars when I toured the house.My head swelled with questions. Tons of them that I somehow knew he wouldn't even answer but wanted to ask anyway.Should I ask? Maybe I should. It wouldn't hurt to know more about my husband for the next month.“How many cars do you have?” The question tumbled out before I thought it through.His focus was solely on the road, and there was no response from him. Maybe he didn't hear me.“Landon. How many…”“I heard you for the first time. No need to repeat it.” He was back to being mean again, still not looking at me, and didn't answer.I puckered my lips at him before turning my eye to the window; trees and tall build
Camilla POV“Uhm. Pretend you didn't hear anything I said.” My eyes looked everywhere but him as I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my hand; sparks shot through me in waves, making my step falter.My feet slipped down the stairs, and my hand shot out instinctively to grab his shirt, his other hand grabbed my waist; a little yelp left my lips as he pulled me flush against his chest. His body stiffened against mine.My head rested on his broad chest, my heart hammered inside my chest, the air became so tight, and the scent of his cologne mixed with burnt cinnamon and something dark clouded my senses.Surprisingly, I found myself nuzzling more into him, relishing in the scent. My body fit so perfectly into his that I didn't want to ever get out of that position.The scent of him felt so unfamiliar yet welcoming and felt like home. I felt his hold on me become so tight, his breath falling sharp on my ear, and his heart was beating at an unusual speed under my right hand.My eyes sl
Camilla POVIt's five days.Five freaking days.Five days after the party.Five days since I last set eyes on him and two days after I had moved in, there was still no sign of the devil himself.I had called Leon immediately; I went back to the dorm to ask if he was okay because there's no telling what Landon could have done to him.After he assured me he was fine and Landon didn't do anything, I was finally calm enough to send him a message that I was ready to move in.But that message was received but never viewed. I sent another one the following day, and the same thing happened. I sent it again on the third day; same silent treatment.So I decided to continue going about my day even though it was actually eating me up to know if he was alright, especially when he was also absent from training.Then two days ago, and three days later in the evening, there was a knock at my door. I opened it to reveal a fresh-out-of-the-shower Tristan in a clean jersey, his duffel bag slung over his
Camilla POVHis footsteps echoed across the dimly lit room; everyone paused what they were doing to stare at him.The hair on my neck stood tall, and goosebumps rose on my arms and legs. He wasn't even close to me, but I could feel the heat emanating from his body.His stare prickled the skin on my back, cold and hard, before he reached where I was sitting, his shadow eating me and the table up.I didn't need to check to know he was trying so hard not to lash out because of the anger and another strange sensation rolling off him as he stood just an inch away from my back.For some reason I didn't dare turn to look at him even though I wanted to; I suddenly found my hand interesting and started playing with my fingers.“Fuck. He's so hot.” Marissa muttered, her voice turning into a seductive one.My heart clenched at that, my mind demonizing and cursing her out. I wanted nothing more than to get my hands on her throat and squeeze it till she lost her airway.“Cam?” Leon's voice reached







