Camila Castello.There was something about Cassain I realized during my first few weeks in the Vampire Kingdom. He would lock himself up in his study for hours, refusing to see anyone, not allowing anyone in past those walls he built around himself. He kind of secluded himself away, wallowing in whatever reason he had decided to detach himself away. Then one fateful night, when out of curiosity of not seeing him the entire day, I decided to check up on him in his study. So, I knocked, for like I said, it was still the early days and I wasn’t completely friends, or even that close to him or anything—I was around 2 months in and was still in the first trimester, so it’s a fragile state for me and all. I knocked on the door, and waited for his response, but I got none. I knocked again, and when I didn’t get a response, I got worried. And out of that worry, I pushed the door open and rushed in, already imagining the worst. However, much to my astonishment, he wasn’t hurt in anyway, at l
Camila Castello. “So, what is this I heard about a Summit?” I asked, setting on the arm rest of one of the couches in his office—akin to his room. I crossed my legs in front of me, my gaze fixed on the man making his way to his table. I noticed the earlier picture of Rose now placed on the table, situated perfectly right where it belongs. My lips formed a small, sad smile which I masked away, shifting my gaze back to Cassain, awaiting an answer. He looked around over his shoulder, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Who is the blabbermouth? Salazar, or Ria?” His words proved the only ones aware of the issue. “Does it matter?” I asked instead of giving him an answer, watching as he settled on his chair behind the large desk, “Why the sudden involvement of you in it? It doesn’t sound like something you’d agree to.” He hummed in agreement, his expression yawing serious. “There are certain situations that call for such.” And those words escaping his lips proved my suspicions. Something i
“Together.”.Camila Castello.As much as I hate to admit it, and as stupid as it makes me sound, Cassain was right. I don’t know what to do about this whole thing. The one whose majority of my anger is directed towards is the late king, but with him gone, I’ve naturally directed it towards Adrian, especially after realizing he’s on the same side as Klaus.But then this whole thing has to happen, both Kingdoms at a situation where they have to reunite. I won’t ask Cassain, Ria, Salazar and others to fight my war for me. No, it’s up to me. I would be the one to show Adrian’s true colors to the world, so a rightful leader will rise to the throne.That is the decision I had concluded. That is what I’ve eventually decided to do. I will go to the Summit with Ria and Salazar, and I’d get the revenge I’d promised myself I’d get seven years ago, for my family, my pack, and everyone that suffered unjustly in the hands of the Royal Pack. That is what I’d do.It was the same resolution in my mind
22- “Perfect Illusion.”. Camila Castello.“Luna, my baby, I want you to be good to Joana, will you?” I said, crouched in front of my six-year-old girl, at eye level with her. Extending my hand out, I pushed a strand of her dirty blonde hair behind her ears, the stubborn curl that escaped from her neat ponytail—the one I had neatly made for her myself.Luna’s forest green eyes glossed with unshed tears, as she clutched her rabbit stuff doll closer to her chest—her favorite toy from the numerous I’d gotten her, her lower lip wobbling. She didn’t let the tears down though, she simply nodded, “Okay, Mama.” She whispered, her voice low.My heart clenched tightly at the sight, and for a split second, I considered staying back and never leaving her side. However, I’m then reminded that I’m doing this for her, and for myself. For her to live in a world without fear and freely, and for me to avenge my family and pack that had done nothing deserving of such cruel fate.So, I swallowed down the
24- “Guests of Honor.”.Camila Castello.Though the Summit is hosted by the Werewolf Kingdom, it is not taking place there exactly. How do I put this in? It’s kind of like despite having a peace treaty and all, neither of the two Kingdoms trusts the other entirely. It’s just a superficial agreement to not wage war on one another and to unite when there’s need for it. Otherwise, deep down, both have their reservations about the other.So, the Werewolf Kingdom aren’t exactly welcoming the idea of having a bunch of blood suckers on their land, especially not those of the highest orders, the ones with the most power of the Kingdom. And as for the Vampires, they aren’t exactly open about being on Werewolf land surrounded by them all over, regardless.As a solution, they decided to come up with a place to meet where neither would be at an advantage over the other—a place where everyone would have to keep their attitude and character in check so as to not upset the ones higher than us all.T
25- “Shall We?”. Camila Castello.I ended up sleeping longer than I’m supposed to, especially because no one thought of waking me up. The whole point of the Summit is a bunch of meetings where they discuss how to solve their current issues at hand and in the process, straighten the relationships between packs and Kingdoms.The very first meeting is set to take place the very next day following our arrival, or should I say, the few hours following our arrival at exactly 11:00AM. Despite the major importance of the summit being strengthening bonds and all and the pack issues as well, the first meeting is more like a chance to get to know each other all over again.From what I heard, the last Summit that took place all together—Werewolves and Vampires together, like this was about fifteen years ago, so it’s been long and a lot has changed. Certain leaders have died—in the case of wolves since Vampires are immortals, certain leaders have been removed from their positions, both creatures
26- “Vampire Girl.”.Camila Castello.Newfound confidence that stems from my sudden realization of how good I look, of how stunning I look and of how much I’ve grown, becoming a different woman than the one who fled seven years ago surged through my veins as Cassain and I walked down the hallway leading up the grand meeting room, where the first event of the Summit is commencing already.It’s obviously from the empty halls—save for the mixture of vampire and werewolf guards that everyone else is in there already. They all bowed in acknowledgement of Cassain—because I certainly know that wasn’t for me, but he didn’t spare them a glance, neither did I. Cassain had his gaze set ahead, unmoved by the action.I held my head high, and kept my expression bare as we reached the end of the walls, where the double doors are, leading to the meeting room. Two guards stood by the doors, amongst the others lining it by the sides.Cassain turned his head and gave me one last look, his eyes silently
27- “On edge.”. Adrian Moretti.Camilla is alive. I couldn’t believe it. For a second, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, that I’ve yearned so much for her over the years so my brain was starting to play tricks on me by having hallucinations of her, it wouldn’t be the first time anyway, I’ve had that one too many times over the years that it’s become norm to me—it blended perfectly well with the image the people seemed to have painted of me over the years, and dare I remind you that I couldn’t care less about it.I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it as well, it gave the people an edge to stay the fuck away from me, which is one thing I needed over the years the absolute most. I’d been living off their fears for me, and it’s sick, but I enjoy it quite a lot. There’s nothing that could shake me up from that spot, except for the woman seated across me.‘Adrian’ Caleb’s warning voice came through my mind link, from where he was seated on the third seat to me. Betas weren