Camie #mha Novels & Stories

Something unexplainable ignited inside me-- HOPE. Then, I checked my unread messages. Good to hear you're okay. Can I call you? —Chadwick “Hi. Sure.” I sent him my reply. Is he all right? I pondered. My phone rang and I answered. “Miss Heather, it's me, Chadwick.” “Hey. What's up? Wait. What's with the miss thing? You serious Chadwick? Just call me Heather,” I responded. He chuckled. “My apologies. Please call me Cee. So, Heather, I was thinking if you would like to have lunch with me today?”

“Seems like my business partner and me had been called to talk about the issues that had come out in this time. First of all, I would like to introduce my friend to you.” Cameron grabbed Ace’s arm discreetly. She wanted to do it by herself. She wanted to see Diego’s face when she reveled herself. “My name is Camilla Milan, and I’m here to help to find solutions that are suitable for all of us in this room.” Then, the sunglasses fell from her face.

He even told her he'd do most of the talking on her behalf if she was too nervous to speak but seeing how she started to speak up herself almost immediately made him realize that he had no reason to be worried about her. "You found yourself a sharp mouth Alpha Ryan. I like her already," Camille chimed in with a smile and both Adrian and Ryan rolled their eyes at her. "Anyways sweetheart, the name's Camille and I am the third in command of the prestigious Graymoon pack. Since you're supposedly the Luna, I guess I'll have to address you with respect so, it's nice to meet you, lady Luna," Camille added, stretching her hand out to Amelia for a handshake and Amelia took her hand cautiously.

She didn’t take a seat like the other people, instead she stood beside Jules the onboarding specialist and they talked a little before turning to face the people seated. Just then, the door swung open again and Caesar Masterson walked in. Amaliah smiled in spite of herself as Jules nearly fell over at the sight of Caesar. It was obvious that she was very affected by his presence and her ipad slipped from her hand twice. Thankfully, it was not broken. “Hello everyone. My name is Miranda Hughes. I am the Chief Human Resources Officer and myself and my team picked you to be a part of this company. This is going to be a very brief meeting before Jules and her partner show you to your offices." S

Layla slightly knocked on the wooden door and an old woman with a rough face and tangled dirty hair came out. Layla bowed her head. “Good day, ma.” The woman eyed Layla and Mia for a few seconds before she bowed her head. “Good day. How may I help you?” “We are here to see Mrs. Camila.” Mia interrupted. “Okay, who are you?” “I am-” Layla wanted to talk, but Mia took a step forward. “I am Mia, from President Mason,” she bowed her head and pointed to Layla. “This is my boss, Layla. She is the one that wants to re-open the case about your family’s death.”

After the dinner, which was more of a roasting session, I preferred to keep my distance. Cami's tone when she had said, 'You aren't his first and you won't be his last,' sounded like a challenge, or maybe even a threat. Maia had told me that Cami was the mayor's daughter back in Hoarfrost's main capital and that the girl was well-connected to the Alpha King. Once I knew that, I wanted to keep away from her. Who knew what she would dig up about my real identity. "I'm not avoiding anyone, Maia. I'm homesick, that's all." It was a plausible excuse, and I couldn't have someone as talkative as Maia knowing the real reason.

Opening the file, he carefully went through its content. Mia Edwards was the third child of four siblings. She would be 27 years old in a couple of days, She had a best friend named Hailey Fisher and she works for a magazine company as one of their editors. Looking at her monthly earnings and all other benefits given to them at the company where she works, Colton sighed. She was receiving something that's not much, yet she spent it on that douchebag.

She says this, but she is facing Damien. She gazes at me, waiting for my reply. I feel so significant in her gaze. "In the flesh," I force a smile. "Wow! I've heard so ma..." "Cammy," Damien's tone is more of a warning. "Relax," she rolls her eyes. "I'm Camile Ndago, and I'm going to be this idiot's lawyer." She holds her hand out for a handshake. "Nice to meet you, Camile." I force a smile.

She sat behind a desk that had probably been requisitioned from some bureaucrat’s office decades ago, its surface covered in deployment reports and casualty lists and all the paperwork that came with managing Hunters. She looked up when we entered her office, and surprise flickered across her face before her expression smoothed into professional neutrality. “Camryn Chavez. I was told you’d volunteered for the Lamenting Mother assignment, but I didn’t quite believe it.” Her gaze swept over the rest of our group. “And you’ve brought your entire team. Ambitious.” “Handler Harriet.” I kept my voice respectful but firm. “Thank you for accepting our deployment request.”

"I'm not even ready for you..." Then she saw me. Her face froze. I sized her up. Early twenties, long blonde hair. And her voice was the exact same one from the navigation system. "Mrs. Ashford? What are you doing here?" She looked like a frightened little rabbit, but quickly calmed down and forced a shy smile. I raised an eyebrow. "You know who I am?" Mia nodded. "I'm Mia. A med student at Columbia. Mr. Ashford puts me through school, and... I've heard him mention you."