Hidden Wounds

Chapter 5: Hidden Wounds

Camille’s POV

I was busy at the sink, washing the last of the plates, my hands cold and wet. The water ran over my fingers, but I barely noticed. My mind was spinning, still remembering the rules, the contract, the way Théo’s golden eyes could make me tremble without even touching me.

“Camille.”

The sound of his voice made my heart skip. Sharp. Commanding. Close. I froze for a moment, my small wolf shivering in my chest.

“Yes, Théo?” I answered quickly, trying to steady my voice. My hands shook as I wiped them on a cloth.

“Come here.”

I hurried across the room, my feet dragging slightly on the polished floor. My stomach twisted, nervous and scared. He was sitting, his eyes on me, golden and piercing.

As soon as I reached him, he didn’t say anything more. He just looked at me. His gaze pressed down on me like a weight I couldn’t move under.

“Get off your clothes.”

My heart froze. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. Fear, panic, and confusion collided inside me.

“I… I… Théo…” I whispered. “In the contract… you said… no touching.”

He leaned forward slightly, his voice low, cold, and firm: “You obey me. You don’t get to question me.”

My small wolf trembled violently in my chest. I felt frozen, trapped, but a strange part of me—the part that always wanted to please him—forced me to move. I swallowed hard and closed my eyes. Slowly, shakily, I began to undress, feeling my heart hammer against my ribs.

I couldn’t look at him. Couldn’t think. My fingers fumbled with the buttons of my blouse, my legs shaking so badly that I had to clutch the edge of the chair. My wolf whined softly, anxious and confused.

Théo stood. His presence filled the room, tall, broad, and commanding. He stepped closer, and my chest tightened. My breath hitched. I felt exposed, terrified, but a part of me—small, quiet—longed for him.

He was about to lean in, to kiss, to claim… when his golden eyes suddenly widened. He stopped. Something changed in his expression.

“Where… where did you get all these?” His voice was rough, worried, almost breaking. He reached toward me, his hands hovering above my arms.

I flinched slightly, embarrassed, ashamed. “I… I’m an Omega,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “They… they don’t respect people like us. They… they do whatever they want to us.”

My small wolf curled tightly inside me. Fear, shame, and grief pooled in my chest. I could feel my tears threatening to fall. I wanted to hide. To disappear.

Théo’s expression softened slightly, but his eyes were still sharp. “Put your clothes back on,” he said quietly. “I’ll get a doctor for you.”

I hurried to obey, my fingers fumbling, my cheeks burning. My wolf shivered, sensing the sudden change in his tone. Relief, but also a strange heat from his closeness.

Just as I was finishing, there was a knock at the door. Théo didn’t hesitate.

“Open it.”

A woman stepped inside. Beautiful. Elegant. Her eyes were sharp, but she smiled politely at Théo.

“I’ll handle this,” he said to me quietly, and without another word, he moved toward her, leaving me standing there, my hands pressed to my chest, my small wolf trembling.

I could hear their voices, low and controlled, through the door. My heart was still racing, my body tense. I waited. Waited for him to return. Waited for the doctor.

Minutes felt like hours. My chest ached, my mind spinning. I tried to steady my breathing, tried to think of anything besides him… but every sound of his voice, every echo of his presence, pulled me back.

Then—

The door opened again.

And his brother stepped inside.

My heart froze. My small wolf twitched violently. I hadn’t expected him back so soon. I could feel the air change in the room, heavy with tension.

He looked at me. Not with anger. Not with desire. Just… curiosity. Something unreadable in his eyes.

I swallowed hard. My fingers pressed together, my knees weak. I didn’t know whether to step forward, step back, or hide.

“Camille,” he said softly, his voice calm. Almost gentle.

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My small wolf pressed against my ribs, anxious, nervous, but somehow… comforted.

And in that moment, I realized: I was caught between them. Théo, my terrifying, golden-eyed Alpha, who ruled my body and my heart. And his brother, mysterious, calm, and dangerously… kind.

I didn’t know what would happen next. All I knew was that my life had just grown far more complicated than I had ever imagined.