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“Photographer. And an occasional nuisance to Vivian.” Yvonne laughed, shaking it. “Yvonne Walter. Scriptwriter. And a permanent nuisance to Vivian.” Cameron grinned at me, and for a moment I was grateful for his energy—it diffused the tightness in my chest, the way Daniel Han’s name scraped against old wounds. “You design, right?” Cameron asked, his gaze curious but kind. “Your sketches—I haven’t stopped thinking about them. I know you said they weren’t ready, but when they are, I’d love to shoot them. Your work deserves to be seen, not just worn.”

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THREAD : CAMERON IS WHIPPED AND SO IS DOMINIC, BUT IN TOTALLY DIFFERENT WAYS @cammmmon GUYS GUYS THIS IS SO FUCKING BIG WTF @cammmmon OMG DID YOU ALL SEE THE LYRICS-IN-PROCESS // THE POEMS CAMERON POSTED OMG IM ALL SHSJSKSL @cammmmon I HAVE A FRIEND WHO WENT TO MUMBAI AND IS THERE CURRENTLY AND SHE SAW CAMERON AND THEY EVEN TOOK A SELFIE AND I CANT SHARE IT BECAUSE OF PRIVACY REASONS

I didn’t fight and leave my home to be sent back there so soon, I have to find that brat. “Maybe, I have can you find this guy since you said he's being human? With the connection I have, it shouldn’t be so hard to find one guy,” Cameron suggested, taking out a book, a pen and dragging a chair to sit in front of me. He stared at me expectantly while I gave him a weird gaze. He chuckled at my expression. “Tell me what he looks like, I’m a great artist even though I’m studying to became a specialist,” “Aren’t you an actor?”

He knew the Alpha’s way; Cameron often spoke in riddles when his wolf was restless. As they approached the arched stone entrance of the Public Ward, Lexi Hart and Candace Moore spilled out of a taxi-sled. Lexi rushed forward, her scent thick with forced concern. "Cameron! How is the... relic?" "She is stable," Cameron responded tersely, his stride never breaking as he moved toward his transport. A faint, predatory smile played on Lexi’s lips. It seemed Sierra’s little fainting act hadn't won her any ground in the Steele den.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, bro.” That’s the final straw. Even Owen looks skyward like he’s asking for patience. “Fine. Fine. Where’s Cameron? Where’s that bastard when you need him.” I politely don’t point out that Owen cursing mid-speech completely contradicts his own moral reasoning. Before I can, Cam himself pokes his head through the back door, cheeks smeared with barbecue sauce, a drumstick still clutched in one hand. Freja’s right behind him, shaking her head like she’s given up.

Then I realized it. Cameron Hayes was shaking wildly as he was about to burst. I don’t know why he was shaking but I know it must have been with the fact that Silas was about to rape me, I think. “Cam, it’s fine. I am unharmed. You don’t have to fuss over me. I know you don’t—“

I inhaled deeply and stared up at him, meeting his intense stares at me before I opened my mouth for an answer. ~~~~~~~~~~~ CAMERON'S POV Please say yes. Please say yes! My mind desperately yelled that in my mind. Bay wanted her to say yes! My knees was even trembling now with how nervous I was right now for her answer. I may looked calm and composed in her eyes now but Jesus! Halos atakehin na'ko ngayon dahil sa kaba ko ngayon. I could even feel my sweats on my forehead now ready to trickle down on my brows kahit na basang-basa naman sana ang suot ko ngayon.

Only after she had squeezed the last drop of value out of me did she let me die. My thoughts returned to the present. I lifted my bloodshot eyes and was just about to speak. Vanessa's phone suddenly rang. It was Caleb Brooks, the man she'd never gotten over. Vanessa froze and glanced at me. Before answering, she turned off speakerphone. But in the next second, her face changed completely. "You're sick? Stop the car! I need to get out!" Our son hurried after her too. After two steps, he looked back guiltily and explained, "Mom, Uncle Caleb has always been nice to me. It's only right for me to visit him."

Elijah After Cameron feels better and calms herself down, I tell her to go home and take the rest of the day off. Seeing her break down and cry like that shook me to my core, so much so that my hands were still trembling. Cameron Westwood did not strike me as a woman who cries easily or over trivial things, so seeing her come apart as she did twists my insides. It made me want to comfort her and do unspeakable things to the person who caused her to shed even one tear.