Camilla
My hands trembled violently as I stood alone across the bartender."Miss? Can I get you something?"I looked at the bartender whose eyes suddenly gleamed with delight when he saw me. As if in a trance, his lips parted but he remained speechless. I shake my head slightly, giving him a smile.I sigh. I shouldn't have come here. My heart is racing incredibly fast as I imagined the murderous expression on my father's face once he finds out I disobeyed him again. And worse, now Angela is involved.After Angela did my make-up and even chose a sexy, seductive dress I certainly wouldn't pick for myself, she orchestrated her so-called brilliant plan and led us out of there without a hunch. Somehow, we were able to make it outside of the pack house. There was a car waiting as we stepped outside the back door making me halt in my steps. 'Let's go, we don't have much time,' Angela told me through mind link as she ushered me in. I reluctantly took her hand and climbed in the car and taking a deep breath.Angela giggled, nudging me with her elbow."Well done, sis,"I looked at her in disbelief. How can she be so calm about all this?I sighed, "Just make sure we get home by three a.m." I said in a strict tone, making her roll her eyes playfully and mumble, "Party pooper,"At the bar--"Here,"My head snaps at the sound of Angela's voice. She hands me a drink and I take it. I don't really drink much, I'm here now. Better make the best of it or I'll regret it once I get beaten up again tomorrow.I downed the whole thing in one gulp and handed it back to Angela.She grins, looking at the empty glass, "I'll reserve a room for us and be back with more drinks!" She says cheerfully and I nod.Within a second, she disappears into the crowd.I furrowed my brows, anxiety kicking in as I think about what my father would do once he realizes I am gone.He said I need to prepare for a meeting with someone very important tomorrow. If I don't get back in time, I won't guarantee that I would only end up with a few hundred slashes on my back.Sighing, I move to sit on the bar stool when an ominous feeling suddenly washes over me.My wolf prances in my mind. "Dana, what's wrong?" I ask her but she simply heaves. I could feel her restlessness. I ask her again but she doesn't respond.Just then, I felt a strong, dangerous presence looming close behind me. Image of those red eyes flashed through my mind, and I slowly turn myself around, my heart pounding.I find myself staring at a man in a black and white suit, with shoulder length wavy blonde-hair and light blue eyes. He exuded a cool yet strict aura about him, but not dangerous.I blinked at him. Is he the presence that made my senses go on high alert? I thought."My name is Fergus. I'm here to give you your keycard," he said politely in a thick British accent while bowing his head.I stared at the keycard, wondering if this was the room Angela booked for us. My gaze traveled back to the tall man whose head is still bowed. I take the keycard and place a hand on his shoulder, "Please, no need for that,"I am not used to people bowing their heads to me, I am not royalty. Even as an alpha's daughter, I was never treated like one except on official business meetings.The man's eyes lit up and his lips arched up into a small smile.I returned the smile when I hear Angela calling for me. My head snaps to her direction."Guess what? I got a room reserved on the top floor!" she informs me, and I nod still not picking up on the cheerful vibe she's put out for me all night long.When I turn my gaze back to the man, he was gone.A couple more drinks later, I am starting to feel very uneasy. And hot. My body is tingling all over. And my head is spinning like crazy.I groan. What is wrong with me? I only drunk half of the dozen drinks Angela ordered, and now she is nowhere to be found. She left some time ago, and I am starting to feel nauseous and breathless. Yet at the same time, I wanted this. I wanted to drink 'til I'm wasted and passed out so the alcohol would drown out the pain I feel in my heart.I hung my head and laid my arms out on the bar before burying my forehead in my hand. Dash...How could he?How could he throw away five years of our relationship for one night of pleasure? Was it truly that worth it? Was it something that he thirsted for so much that he would care less about how I felt when I find out he betrayed me? And worse, I was going to give him everything. I was finally going to toss my virginity away to prove how much I love him, but I bet that's what he only wanted all along.Suddenly, adrenaline spikes through me after I downed my last drink. Fuck it.Mate or not, I am going to have a hell of a good time even if it means I would end hooking up with a stranger tonight.Groaning, I force my body up and scan the people in the bar. The beat of the loud music pounded in my ears, making my head throb but it was manageable. I freeze when my gaze falls on a tall, strong-looking man with dirty blonde hair and broad shoulders. His back was turned so I could not see his face, but from the side angle I could tell he was handsome.I smirked. He'll do, I thought to myself adjusting my dress and tossing my dark brown curls back before making a catwalk towards him.I tapped his shoulder and was about to introduce myself when he turned around.My eyes widened fleetingly.His face instantly turned from a look of annoyance to recognition once he locked eyes with me, and I turn on my heel, about to scurry off when he grabs my hand and spins me around to face him."Cami? What on earth are you doing here?" He asks angrily, tightening his grip on my wrist and I yank it back. My skin crawling at his touch as the pain of betrayal rushes through me like adrenaline."Why do you care?" I spat, glaring daggers at him.He frowned, not expecting my reaction. I had never raised my voice whenever I am with him, but right now I just didn't care."What do you mean? You're my mate," he shots back as if I'm stupid.I scoffed, "Yeah well, not anymore." I murmured before looking him dead in the eye."What?" His brows furrowed, moving to grab my hand but I sidestepped him. A mixture of anger and pain spiralling in my veins as I make my final decision."I, Camilla Sinclair, reject you, Dash Axton Blackwell, to be my mate!" As soon as the words left my lips, I felt the bond tying me to him sever and shatter into a million broken pieces. My wolf howls out in pain and agony, but I know she understands.He snarled, clutching his chest and writhing in pain. A few moments later, a crowd began to form around us. Some of them were snapping pictures when Dash walked towards me, grabbing my wrist and dragging me out of the bar. I am too weak to fight back, and besides my body is getting hotter and hotter by the second.He rips through the door, slams my back against the wall, and presses his muscular body hard against me and I moaned unintentionally.My body is hot as fire, and with Dash pressing his hard-on against me, I could not seem to get my body under control. As if it has a mind if its own, it starts grinding against him, rubbing my hardened nipples against his chest which my mind protested strongly against.The murder in his eyes shifts into lust as he eyes my cleavage and exposed thighs.I scowl, recognizing this expression."You slut, rejecting me then trying to seduce me? I will make you pay for what you did. I will make you regret rejecting me, my virgin mate," he says gruffly with a promise in his voice.Fear engulfs me as I try to push him away but my body is too weak to fight. He smirks, seeing me in such a weak state, making me wish I had not drunk too much.He hauls me up and throws my head over his back."Dash, let me go!" I scream but he doesn't listen.I try to mind link Angela who has been missing in action for over an hour now, but she doesn't respond.The next thing I know, he throws me into a bed and strips off his clothes.My eyes grow wide when I saw him unleash his cock, the tip of it shining with a bead of pre-cum terrifying me.Damn it Camilla wake up!In that brief moment, I shot up and kneed him between the legs, adrenaline rushing through my veins.He cusses and steps back giving me the opportunity for escape.I managed to dash out of the room as fast as I can and to the stairwell closest to me."Get back here you fucking bitch!!!"My heart thudded furiously, knowing I have angered Dash whose voice is getting closer. But then hope sparks in my eyes as I remember the keycard.Snatching it from my purse, I glimpse at the room number and saw it almost immediately. Fate must be on my side because I managed to get in before Dash came screaming my name and cussing outside the door.A minute later, I am panting and the persistent pain between my legs grew more intense, compelling my hand to move down my clit when a strong hand snatches my wrist.It was dark, but when I looked up I am met with a pair of glowing red eyes, piercing my soul."Who are you?" His voice was deep and husky as his breath pressed against my neck and turning me on.Unable to control myself any longer, I crashed my lips against his, banishing all reason out the window and riding the wave of lust and desire that sent sparks shooting across my skin, straight to my virgin core.CAMILLAI wake up feeling like I was ran over by a ten wheeler truck. Hell, my head is aching and heavy, making me wonder how long I would be hungover until my father's meeti....The meeting! A gasp escapes my throat as I cuss to myself. I groan and move to get up when I am hit with a morbid realization.I am naked. Not only that, I felt a persistent ache between my thighs which only means one thing.My virginity is gone.Realizing that, small bits from last night's memories started crashing back into my brain. The man with glowing red eyes. The way his lips brushed against my skin, tongue exploring every inch of me as if he just couldn't get enough, the way he kissed and lifted me in his arms as he thrusted into me relentlessly. My heart raced as I reminisced the events that sent waves of intense pleasure through me, but now my head is throbbing and every part of me feels weak, drained of so much energy I could barely move.Dana purrs in my head, 'You should have kept your eyes open
CAMILLAYou got to be kidding me. The Lycan Prince, a marriage contract? There is no way in hell I am going to let that happen. I read the terms in that contract, none of it said anything about letting me keep my freedom. I let my eyes circle the room and spotted my dress lying on the floor. Bending over, I felt a sharp pain between my legs making me whimper.'What did you expect? He's a lycan, and his appetite is insatiable,' Dana mused."Pervert," I huffed as I scooped up the dress and was about to put it on when I realize it's ruined. Just great. Now how am I going to face Angela when I show up with a completely destroyed version of the six-thousand dollar dress she gave me? I then rummaged through the drawers and closet and found nothing more than a black oversized shirt and grey sweats. Luckily, it contained a pair of rubber shoes, too. I threw everything on before my phone rang out. I picked it up, scowling when Angela's face popped up in the screen. She's calling me and I
CAMILLAOh hell no. This cannot be happening. Why is he here?My father shot me a glare.‘I will get back to you, whore.’ He mindlinked me. His words stung, but I should have been used to it by now. Except the pain is always the same. I smile bitterly as he walks past me, pushing me hard in the process.My eyes went to Angela who battered her eyelashes at me. As if she had not just revealed how she deceived me all these years. She flicked her raven hair behind her back and walked past me, making sure to step on my foot as she trotted alongside my father towards the lycan prince. I wanted to laugh. Why didn’t I realize it?It was her. She was the woman my mate was fucking senselessly. It was her who took that video while she was sleeping with my mate. Dana snarled inside me, scratching for control as she gave a vision of her ripping Angela to shreds in my mind. “Hey,” Dash muttered after Angela, but Angela didn’t care. All she cared about was making an impression now that the lycan pri
CHAPTER TEN CAMILLA “Mine…” he growled, and everyone gasped. I froze. What did he say? I did not know if I heard him correctly. Did he just say what I think he said? “She is my mate.” He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him in utter disbelief. “Your highness?” my father blurted, looking confused. “Camilla Sinclair is the lycan prince’s mate.” Fergus repeated, making my whole body freeze, rooted in place.“You are hurt,” He said, his voice gentle for a moment. I opened my eyes, my breath caught in my throat as I did. This is the first time I am looking into his eyes up close. It’s no wonder why the lycan prince was desired by many. Just look at him! His face chiseled to perfection, his body large, strong, and muscular. His frame perfect in every angle. He’s built like a god, yet that is not too far-fetched given his looks and charm, although he had a nonchalant air about him. I gulped, when I noticed his eyes traveled from mine to my swollen cheek. My cheek still stung
CHAPTER ELEVEN CAMILLAMy heart sank. The blood completely drained from my face.Is that the real reason why he hates me? My own father, blaming me for the death of a mother I never had, for being brought to the world? It takes two people to make a baby, yet why was I blamed for being born? I never asked to be born, I wasn’t the one who released my seed into my mate and eventually got her pregnant. Yet somehow, this pack seems brainwashed by my father for having the same ridiculous fucking logic.I clenched my fists by my sides, not realizing the prince had stepped up closer to me until he stood mere inches away from my spot. Damn it, don’t cry. Don't cry. Don’t you fucking cry. I scold myself when I felt his hand below my chin, tilting my head upwards to look into his blood red eyes.I felt a sob rising in my throat. Each second that passed, I feel as though it’s getting harder to breathe. I glanced at Alaric, who is now staring intently at Dash, raising his brow. “And who would tha
CHAPTER TWELVECAMILLA He dragged me into the car, but before he could close the door, I halted.“Wait!” I screeched which made him freeze, turning his gaze to me.“What is the matter, princess?”I cringed internally at Fergus’ words as he peered at me through the rearview mirror.“Uhm, my things. I have to pack my things. And please, call me Mila.” I said when Fergus gasped, horrified.“I’m afraid I can’t do that, princess. You are the Prince’s mate and I shall respect your rank above mine.’ He replied, bowing his head.“He is right. You are a princess and will be respected as such.” Alaric said firmly, his blood red eyes glimmering gold, letting me know his wolf is on edge. I gulped.“You also need not to worry about clothing, I will buy you a new wardrobe.” He said, about to get into the car.“No!”Alaric and Fergus stopped, looking at me.“My mother… I left my mother’s locket in my room.” I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.Alaric was still standing outside
13. ALARICI had sent Fergus to make sure my mate does not get into any trouble. Judging from the bruises and the state she's in, beaten, starved, and slightly malnourished compared to the other girl named Angela who looks healthier, wearing all those expensive clothing my mate does not seem to have, I won't take any chances. His father only confirmed my assumptions with his harsh words. There's no mistaking she was his daughter. For they have the same features, almost, except for her turquoise green eyes and lighter skin. She looked nothing like Lily, my first mate. She had thick blonde hair that bounced on her shoulders and cerulean eyes. I sighed. I'm doing it again...The beast inside me growled, furious I would even think about her when we have already found a mate.I sent him some healing energy to calm him. I know, buddy. Lily is gone."Alaric!" My head snapped instantly, noting how Fergus had just now addressed me by my name. That means something is going on.I looked at h
14. CAMILLAMy head is pounding, and my whole body feels like it was run over by a truck. What the hell happened to me? I groaned."Are you sure she shifted?" someone said in a cautious tone."Yes, father. I saw it with my own eyes..."I could hear voices around me as I groggily woke up. They were arguing, that much I can tell. When I opened my eyes, the voices stopped."Are you okay?" I blinked before seeing Alaric staring down at me, and my heart thumped. Shocked, I jolted from the bed, almost headbutting Alaric in the process but he was faster. He barely made a move other than tilt his head back and avoided me easily."I-I'm sorry, I don't feel well..." I mumbled and pinched my brows. "I will have them prepare some herbs for the pain," Alaric said and I nodded."This is my father, the Kind David." I did not need introductions for that.Immediately, I bowed my head to him."Your highness, it's a pleasure to finally meet you." I said, despite the throbbing in my head."Raise you