59- “Mate.”Camilla Castello.Turns out the attacks are bad, but they are more focused on the Werewolf Kingdom, the reason is yet to be known. Only a few clans under the vampire Kingdom suffered the brunt of the attacks, but the werewolf packs surely have it so bad they are still finding ways to manage it.It has been over twenty-four hours since we returned, and I haven’t had a chance to speak to Cassain to clear what is ongoing between us. This cold air, I do not want it any longer, I want to get rid of it but it is hard when he gave me the cold shoulder throughout the drive back home and the moment we arrived, he was swamped with Kingly duties while I have a daughter to tend to. A daughter that makes my heart swell with guilt as she reminds me of the father she is unaware of, whom I had left behind to suffer not just the issue with his pack, but what could be his possible demise as well.I was determined to wait up on Cassain and speak today though, for I do not want to spend anoth
60- “Daddy?”Camilla Castello.I did not think twice, for I believe there is no need for such. The moment it dawned on me what truly is going on, instinctively, my lips parted as I met the gaze of the man standing across me.“I, Camilla Castello, daughter of former Alpha of BloodHound Pack, reject you, Alpha King--”“No, Camilla, please…don’t.” Adrian was quick to cut in before I could finish the sentence. In the flick of an eye, he was standing in front of me, his eyes glossy, and pleading. “Please do not reject me.”I glared at him, unwilling to back down. Instead, I curled my hands by the side and continued. “I reject you, Alpha King Adrian as my chosen mate--”“Please,” His voice came again, thick with emotion. “I…” He sighed, shaking his head. Then, he did something that caught me off guard. In the blink of an eye, the great Alpha King Adrian was on his knees right in front of me, his eyes pleading as he held mine. “…please do not reject me, Camilla. I plead with you.”“Accept it
Chapter Ninety-One “In The Dark.” Isabella Kingston.“Are you sure you are okay? Because that is all I care about. I know this is all a lot to handle.” Grace’s voice filtered through the phone call, her voice travelling through the air pods in my ears to register in my mind.My lips slanted into a small smile, despite knowing she cannot see it. “I am holding on well,” I assured her. “I am hanging on.” I added in a small, but confident voice.I heard her sigh from the other end, obviously not believing me entirely but not calling me out on it either. Instead, she said. “I have not been able to reach Christian either,” her tone was laced with a hint of worry. “Carter said he is away for a business trip though it has been three days, and he has not replied my calls.”Me either. I wanted to say. It has been four days for me, and he has not called back, nor sent a text back. I have been trying to not dwell on it, because if I should, then I fear I won’t have the strength to handle him and
Camilla Castello.“I, Beta Garret Winslow, reject you, Camilla Castello as my fated mate.” His eyes stared dead into mine, his voice unwavering. I swallowed down a lump, my hand curling by the side. I managed to voice out a response, my voice surprising coming out stronger than I feel internally. “I, Camilla Castello, daughter of Alpha Derek Castello of BloodHound Pack, accept your rejection.” I promised myself it wasn’t going to hurt, that I was going to suck it up and even be the one to utter those words, but he beat me to it. The fuckard. As if he wasn’t being an ass enough, he dared to stretch his hand and my sly snake of a sister, Anna, stepped into his arm, snuggling close to him, sporting a wicked grin. She clearly enjoyed seeing me in pain, no doubt. She’s always been like that for as long as I can remember, ever since we were kids. She particularly seems fond of making my life hell, she just enjoys it to no end. But, I never thought she’d grow up on that very habit, and
Adrian Moretti.“Oh, Adrian.” Moaned the red haired chick I’m with. I think her name’s Natalie or something? I can’t really recall. She’s not a bad lay, just not a good one as well. I growled, feeling myself about to come undone. Just then, I felt the mind-link open, and the familiar voice of my closest associate came. “My Prince,” Caleb’s voice came, his tone emotionless, as always. “What is it?” I grunted, my eyes flicking close…just a few minutes away. “The Vizier is approaching.” He announced, as he was standing guard outside. “He’ll be here in five seconds max.” I hummed in the mind link, before closing it. I thrusted harder into the red haired chick, and her moans became louder, no doubt bouncing off the walls of the room and resonating outside. I could hear the man’s footsteps, and just like Caleb predicted, it took him exactly five steps to come standing in front of the room. “Prince Adrian,” The old Vizier’s voice permeated past the double doors of the room, the judgi
Camilla Castello.“Take care, Kiddo.” Alex was the only one in my family who bid me farewell, and I could still remember how warm his smile felt. It was the only thing that kept me together. “If anything goes wrong or you feel like you can’t handle it, give me a call, and I’ll come through for you.” I could only nod, then offer him a hug that I had to pull back from, against my will. “I will.” I whispered, knowing Alex is the only one in my family I can count on. The others were nowhere to be seen, as if they couldn’t care less that I’m being sent halfway across the country to marry a useless, playboy of a Prince. “You better get going.” Alex gestured to the awaiting car. “Give me a call when you get there, so I can know you’ve reached there safely.” I couldn’t reply, knowing I would breakdown if I do so I got into the car, and offered him a small wave. I was taken to the airport, where I took a flight to Granada, where the Royal Werewolf Pack is. With its low population, it was
Adrian Moretti. “She’s hot.” I muttered under my breath, watching as my so called bride trained along with a warrior she-wolf out in the lawn. They were sparing, meaning she’s dressed in a half vest and tights that hugged her body, leaving her assets out for me to see. I felt blood rush down there. Fuck, I’ve been feeling that way since she arrived and I first laid eyes on her. She’s been here for about two weeks I think, and not a day comes where I don’t get a glimpse of her, I just choose to avoid her sight till I figure out what to do with her. “Does that mean you accept her as your Princess?” Caleb inquired, and though his tone was bare of any emotion, I knew he was hopeful I’d settle down with this she-wolf. “Don’t be ridiculous.” I waved him off almost instantly. I meant it when I said I’m taking no bride, especially not her. “She’ll be a good lay though. That’s for sure.” I wouldn’t mind getting her in my bed. She should be of some use. Besides, I need to get her out of sys
Camila Castello. The more I got to know Adrian, the more my regret for that night dissipated. I hated myself at first for it, for giving in so easily but there was this pull I felt towards him I couldn’t explain, and no, it wasn’t just the full moon that made it possible. He’s been nothing but kind to me though, no longer avoiding me like the plague. He acts like the perfect fiancée during the day, and fucks me thoroughly through the night. I think I’m even falling for him if I’m being honest. How can I not? He’s everything but that which the rumors of him. I know that now. ‘Can’t wait to see you walking down the aisle. Happy wedding day, Princess.’ A smile made its way on my face as I read the message he had attached to the flowers he had delivered to my room. It’s finally our wedding day, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t as excited as I’m nervous. I have him though, I know it’ll all be well. “Lady Camilla.” I looked up, just in time to see one of my attendants walk in.