Novel & Cerita Eda X Camilla

Odd. Camilla speaks, telling us her long, tragic story, and all the reasons she faked her death. The further she gets, the more my heart breaks for her. Not only did she sacrifice her wolf, but a relationship with her only son, all so that he could find me one day. A woman she didn’t know, and hasn’t met. Xander’s emotions swinging from one end of the spectrum to the other as her tale continues. Their overwhelming power is infiltrating me, making it hard to distinguish my feelings from his.

she giggled because she was the one who took the picture. “If I had denied to take this picture then maybe I would have been in it, don’t you think so?” she asked Emma, Caleb got to understand that they must have been good friends from childhood. “That’s right, this picture is thanks to you…you had great photography skills,” said Emma before she walked to the kitchen to get a glass of juice for Eva, as Eva was not a coffee lady. Eva sat on the couch facing Caleb, she glared at him angrily and her eyes turned white. What was a spy doing in her Pack?

Lucas De Luca's Point of View I could feel my jaw tightening as I overheard Camilla speaking with someone on the phone. Her voice sounded unusually sweet and affectionate—way too affectionate for my liking. She kept using pet names like "sweetheart" and "baby," her tone filled with warmth and happiness. It hit a nerve I didn’t know I had. Damn it. Annoyance surged through me so strongly that I didn’t even bother acknowledging her presence. Instead, I walked straight past her without a word and headed into the elevator. I caught a glimpse of her face—she looked visibly startled by my sudden reaction.

Let her fill it. Camila’s mom must’ve taken my pause as thoughtful, because she gave me that motherly kind of smile. Gentle. Warm. A little sad, like she was remembering something that hurt. She turned to the counter and picked up a small tray of cookies, holding them out to me like I was a guest instead of the thing stalking her daughter in the dark. I took one. Mostly to keep her talking. “Oh, you know,” she started, brushing invisible crumbs off the tray. “Camila finds it really hard to trust people. To get comfortable.”

SPAIN Camila's POV I tilted the small window to my direction looking at the reflection of my lips as I applied more red lipstick making sure not to smear any on the sides, after I was done I looked at the masterpiece of my handy work satisfied I rolled the lipstick back and tossed it on the seat next to me, I took off the hair scrunchie on my wrist and used it to tie my hair into a messy bun" I lifted my hands to the steering wheel and ran them around it feeling it soft yet hard texture With my stiletto heels I pressed the car accelerator of my Lamborghini hard causing the engine to roar to life and the exhaust pipes to release smoke" I smiled with satisfaction looking outside as the crowd w

She raises her brow in disappointment. “Can I have the number?” I ask. “Sure,” she replies, dejected. Camilla disappears into the kitchen and my eyes flicker over to Rosh. What? She is sitting on one of the men’s laps, laughing out loud. I start to see red. Uncontrollable fucking red. Camilla comes back and passes me a card: BIG AL 0436990135

Cupping her face tenderly, I brushed away a stray tear with my thumb and whispered reassuringly, "You don't have to go through this alone. We'll overcome it together, Camilla." I was left with a sense of vulnerability as she departed. I acknowledged that despite my authority and dominance, Camilla had evolved beyond being just a mere pawn in this venture; she was now my partner and confidante. My utmost priority became safeguarding her well-being along with saving her mother's life, no matter the extent of sacrifices required from me.

Mom shuts him up quickly. “I just want my mate! And that son of a bitch claims she’s his!!!” Mom sighs, exasperated. “She’s not yours for goddess’ sake! Girl, what’s your name?” We turn to the female in question, only to see her being held by the dark-haired guy. “Camilla. My name is Camilla.” “Do you have a sister by any chance? Or have you had any form of physical contact with someone recently? Like hug or something?”

Sam, on the other hand, finished the cleaning of plates inside the comfort room. He walks straight to the couch and read the intriguing choices for his career. He needs to think carefully and need to talk with the CEO. Because his phone is not on him—Sam decided to open his laptop while waiting for the Doctor to come. He sighed, and when opening the site of CAM, he is now seeing some streamers. [Welcome to CAM, find your ideal streamer!] It is the banner of the application as he is reading it. Sam hears a whimpering sound from his grandmother again. He rushes to the bathroom to get her bowl.

Camilla said and she realized that she had stopped breathing, she let out a scream, as she hugged Ella close. She looked up to see Evelyn smirking, victory written all over her face. Camilla got up and without warning she pounded on Evelyn in rage. “I am going to kill you,” she said as she died towards Evelyn.