LOGINChapter 6 : The Hidden Wounds
Camille’s POV
The door opened.
My heart jumped into my throat.
It must be Théo.
Or the doctor.
I straightened quickly, wiping my face, trying to hide the redness around my eyes. My small wolf trembled, pressing against my ribs. I wasn’t ready to face him again. Not after that moment. Not after he saw my wounds.
But when I looked up…
It wasn’t Théo.
It wasn’t the doctor.
It was him.
Théo’s brother.
He stood at the doorway quietly, one hand still on the knob. Tall. Calm. Watching.
The air felt different when he entered. Not heavy like with Théo. Not sharp. Not overwhelming.
Still powerful.
But… softer.
“Camille,” he said gently.
The way he said my name made my heart beat faster.
“I heard your voice.”
His eyes moved slowly over me. Careful. Observing.
“I hope you’re fine.”
My fingers tightened against my chest.
“I am fine,” I said quickly.
Too quickly.
My voice shook.
My small wolf shifted nervously.
He stepped fully into the room and closed the door behind him.
“No,” he said quietly. “You’re not.”
I froze.
He didn’t sound angry.
He sounded certain.
His gaze dropped to my arm.
I instinctively tried to hide it behind my back.
Too late.
He had already seen.
The bandage wasn’t properly tied. A small line of red had seeped through the cloth.
His jaw tightened slightly.
Not dramatic.
Not loud.
Just controlled.
He walked toward me slowly, giving me enough time to move away if I wanted.
But I didn’t.
I couldn’t.
My small wolf trembled, confused. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t danger.
It was unfamiliar safety.
He reached the cabinet near the wall and opened it without asking. Inside were medical supplies. He took them calmly, like he knew exactly where everything was.
“Sit,” he said softly.
I obeyed before thinking.
I sat on the edge of the chair, my hands resting stiffly on my lap.
He knelt in front of me.
An Alpha kneeling.
For me.
My breath caught.
Carefully, he untied the loose bandage. His fingers were warm but steady. No unnecessary touch. No lingering.
Just careful attention.
When the cloth fell away, his eyes darkened slightly.
“These are not old,” he murmured.
Shame burned my cheeks.
“I’m an Omega,” I whispered. “They don’t… treat us gently.”
Silence filled the space between us.
My small wolf curled tightly, embarrassed.
He dipped a clean cloth into disinfectant.
“This will sting,” he warned.
His voice was gentle.
The cloth touched my skin.
I flinched.
He paused instantly.
“Sorry,” he said quietly.
Sorry.
No one had ever apologized to me before while treating a wound.
My chest tightened.
“It’s okay,” I whispered.
He continued cleaning the cuts carefully. Slow. Precise. As if he was afraid to hurt me more.
I watched his face.
He wasn’t disgusted.
He wasn’t irritated.
He looked… angry.
But not at me.
When he finished cleaning, he wrapped the bandage properly. Secure. Neat.
“You shouldn’t bleed alone,” he said softly.
My throat tightened.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
The room felt smaller.
Warmer.
“Um…” I swallowed. “What is your name?”
He looked up at me then.
Our eyes met fully for the first time.
His gaze was calm. Deep. Observant.
“Capsin,” he said simply.
Just that.
Capsin.
The name felt strong. Solid.
“Thank you, Capsin,” I whispered.
My small wolf shifted, uncertain but not hiding.
He stood slowly.
“If you ever need anything,” he said, his tone low but firm, “you can come to me.”
I blinked.
“You don’t have to endure everything silently.”
My heart skipped.
Was he saying he knew?
Did he see more than others?
He stepped back toward the door.
Then paused.
His hand rested on the knob.
Without turning around, he added quietly,
“My brother doesn’t always see everything.”
My breath caught.
What did that mean?
Before I could ask, he opened the door and left.
The room felt empty again.
But not the same empty as before.
I touched the fresh bandage on my arm.
It was wrapped perfectly.
Carefully.
Gently.
My small wolf stirred in confusion.
Théo made my heart race with fear and desire.
Capsin made it ache with something softer.
And that scared me more.
Because I was Théo’s mate.
Even if only for a year.
And yet…
For the first time since coming to this house…
I didn’t feel completely alone.
Chapter 183 : The Truth He Could No Longer HideCamille’s POVThe silence that followed my question felt heavier than anything I had experienced since arriving at the pack house.Theo’s hand was still wrapped around my wrist.Not tightly.Not forcefully.Just enough to stop me from walking away.I could feel the tension in him.The conflict.The hesitation.For so long, I had believed Theo always knew exactly what to do. Even when he was angry. Even when he was unfair. Even when he made decisions I hated.He always appeared certain.Tonight was different.Tonight, he looked trapped.His eyes remained fixed on mine, and for the first time since I had known him, I realized he was afraid of the conversation standing between us.Not because he didn’t know the truth.Because he did.At least part of it.And once he started speaking, neither of us would be able to pretend anymore.The fire crackled softly behind him.Outside, rain continued tapping against the windows.The entire world seem
Chapter 182 : The Things You Never Told MeCamille’s POV“They were inside my room.”The words left my mouth quietly, but the effect they had on Theo was immediate.For a moment, he didn’t move.He didn’t ask who.He didn’t ask when.He didn’t even ask what had happened.The look on his face told me everything before he spoke a single word.He knew.Maybe not every detail.Maybe not exactly what they had taken.But he knew enough.And somehow, that hurt more than discovering my room had been searched.I stood there staring at him while a thousand thoughts collided inside my head.The room felt strangely small.The fire crackled softly in the corner, but the warmth never reached me.Because all I could see was his face.All I could think about was the expression that had appeared the moment I spoke.Recognition.Not surprise.Recognition.My chest tightened painfully.“You knew,” I said quietly.Theo immediately looked away.Just for a second.But I saw it.And that second was enough.
Chapter 181 : The Night I Realized They Were Watching MeCamille’s POVSomething inside me had changed so completely over the past few weeks that sometimes I barely recognized myself anymore.There was a time when every movement inside the pack house revolved around emotion. Around Theo. Around whether he looked at me kindly or coldly, whether Aurora stood too close to him during gatherings, whether the elders whispered when I entered a room, whether I belonged somewhere inside this impossible place that had never truly accepted me.Back then, everything hurt openly.Every silence felt personal.Every rejection reached directly into my chest.But now the pain had become quieter.Sharper.More controlled.And maybe that frightened me more than suffering ever had.Because the moment emotions stopped controlling me completely, I began seeing things clearly.Too clearly.The pack house no longer felt like a home filled with complicated people and traditions. It felt like a structure built
Chapter 180 : They’re Starting to See YouCamille’s POVSomething in the pack house had changed again, and this time even the walls seemed to feel it.I noticed it in the way conversations stopped a second too late whenever I entered a room, in the way servants suddenly avoided lingering near me too long, and in the way the elders had started watching me with careful expressions that tried too hard to appear calm.Before, they ignored me.Then they tolerated me.Now they observed me.And somehow, that frightened me more than open hostility ever had.The atmosphere around the estate had become heavier over the past few days, as though tension itself had settled into the air and refused to leave. Meetings lasted longer behind closed doors. Guards stood outside council chambers more often than before. Even the servants whispered less openly now, like everyone sensed something shifting beneath the surface but no one wanted to be the first person to speak about it aloud.I felt it most aro
Chapter 179Camille no longer moved through the pack house the same way she once did because something inside her had shifted so deeply that even silence felt different in her chest, and every corridor she walked through now carried the weight of everything she had begun to understand without fully saying it aloud to anyone.There was no longer hesitation in her steps when she passed places where she used to feel small, there was no longer the instinct to lower her gaze whenever she sensed authority watching her, and there was no longer the quiet hope that someone would explain things to her gently, because she had already learned that explanations were never given freely in a system that survived on what it chose to hide.Instead, she moved with controlled awareness, as if she were learning the language of the house without speaking it, noticing how conversations would pause when she entered certain rooms, how certain elders would adjust their tone when Theo was present but soften in
Chapter 178 : The Truth That Breathes Between UsCamille’s POVI stepped out from between the shelves slowly, not because I was afraid of her anymore, but because I understood that fear was no longer the most useful response to anything happening inside this place.Aurora stood in the center of the archive room like she had always belonged there, like the dust, the silence, and the old knowledge had been arranged for her arrival alone, and when her gaze finally met mine, there was no surprise inside it anymore.Only recognition.As if she had been waiting for me to reach this exact moment for a long time.My fingers loosened slowly at my sides, though my body remained alert in a way that had nothing to do with panic and everything to do with awareness, because something about her presence was no longer simply competition or tension as it had once been in my mind.It felt structured.Deliberate.Like she was not acting alone.“You have been busy,” Aurora said gently, her voice calm in
Chapter Nine: The RiverCamille’s POVI was walking quietly, my mind still shaking from earlier. Everything with Théo… everything felt heavy, like a storm inside me. I just wanted to get some fresh air, to think, to breathe.Then I felt a hand grab my arm. Strong. Firm. Too firm.“Aurelia!” I gaspe
Chapter 23 : Against the WallCamille’s POVThe moment I stepped out of the restroom hallway, I froze.Theo was standing there.The dim light from the wall lamps fell across his face, making his sharp features look even harder. His tall figure blocked the hallway like a wall.My heart began to poun
Chapter Twenty One : A Place I Was Never Meant to GoCamille’s POVThe kitchen was warm and quiet that morning.The smell of fresh bread and herbs filled the air, but it didn’t make me feel hungry. I stood beside the large sink, slowly washing vegetables in a bowl of cool water. My hands moved auto
Chapter Fourteen: What I Was Never Meant to SeeCamille’s POVMy stomach twisted again.I pressed my hand against it and closed my eyes.The strange feeling had been coming and going since evening. It wasn’t pain exactly. It was more like a strong craving.Spicy food.My mouth suddenly filled with







