****Adrian is napping, I've been trying to get him up for a long time now but he won't put out. He bathed and came back to bed, snuggling against me so badly. I slept so peacefully in his arms, nothing seemed to matter at all. Angel didn't exist but now I'm awake, it's time to get back to reality, Angel is alive and she's having Adrian's baby soon. As much as I would like to stay in this room forever, reality awaits, and it's a fucking bitch. Adrian's hand traces its way down my waist until it finds my ass, squeezing it in his hand. I know he's awake now, he is simply acting lazy because just like me, he doesn't plan on acknowledging reality just yet but he can't pretend none of this happened. It's not a coping mechanism, Adrian needs to be a father to that child and sadly, I don't see him ready enough just yet, he would be a trying father but I will push him to be the best for that child.“Adrian, I know you're awake. Stop pretending and wake up Adrian!” I whine.He shifts in his p
Mirabelle's POV I know I shouldn't get involved in Camilla and Adrian's business anymore but everytime my gaze meets Angel, I consider my day ruined. I saw her this morning, flaunting her baby bump in the kitchen to everyone. Not many were pleased with seeing her pregnant because they automatically knew it's Adrian's baby. I reckon more than three people cursed her out, one of them an older woman who said she would suffer more pain than she's causing Camilla. I can't agree more with her, I hope one day Angel gets to feel the same pain she has caused Camilla, multiplied by fifty. It's wrong to wish on someone and my mom has always discouraged me against this behaviour but I have never taken to it, I always want vengeance and karma to prevail. Maybe when Angel has the baby, I'll feel differently about the matter but right now, if she were dying of thirst and I had the last water bottle on earth, I wouldn't so much as piss in her mouth to save her, I would use the water bottle to wate
My heart sinks. Everything I should have felt when I saw Angel bleeding on the floor, I feel it now. The fear, the contrition, it's all washing down on me now that I see Camilla at the top of the staircase. She is stiffened in place, tears streaming down her cheeks and nails digging into her trembling hands as she shakes her head at someone. Once again, I'm following a gaze, her gaze, and it leads me to Adrian. “Oh shit,” someone curses beside me. I spare them a glance, it's Santiago. I gulp, my throat suddenly dry at the thoughts running through my mind right now. Camilla wouldn't push Angel, would she? I put a pin on that thought, trying to clear my mind of all possible scenarios, the major one being Angel losing the baby and in my head, it doesn't sound so bad. Am I a bad person for thinking this? Is my hate for Angel so strong that I would be happy about the possible death of her child, an innocent child, my nephew and what could have been—could be Midnight Saints future Alpha?
Camilla's POVAdrian's words hurt me but when he said he hates me, that was a stab wound no one can fix. I cried in my room for an hour alone. Santiago and Mirabelle wanted to come in but I told them I wanted to be alone for sometime. I don't remember much from the stairs because I almost blacked out and lost my mind with her. Adrian wanted me to go and wear my shoes, that was when I ran into Angel, she was alone. Our conversation started with an innocent hey and the next thing I remember is her throwing jabs at me for not being good enough for Adrian or his seed. I admit, I told her I was going to kill her if she didn't stop harassing me which she didn't but once I planned on executing that threat, I wasn't going to do anything to her, I was simply letting out in outrage.I don't understand why Adrian doesn't believe me or why Angel would risk her life precisely to make me the bad guy. Any person in Adrian's shoes wouldn't believe me but Santiago and Belle believe me, so why doesn't
My hand swipes over my nose and sniffs, “But—where should I go? I chose this pack, this is my pack now.” “Camilla, it was fun while it lasted but I'm sorry. Adrian doesn't want you, he cursed at you but I also don't know where you should go. Ryan will undoubtedly take you back, he loves you so much but I also know he will start a war with us.”I can still feel the blade of his words cutting me deep, he called me embarrassing and worthless. Many people have called me hurtful words, but coming from Adrian, it all stings so bad. “Just what is lacking in me?” I rasp.Michelle sighs, “As your sister, I should say nothing, but if I'm being honest, confidence. You lack a spine. You're a fucking pushover, everyone talks about how weak you are and you know for a fact it bruises Adrian's ego and as if that wasn't enough, Angel put the icing on that cake when she blamed you for the loss of her child.” she shrugs, studying me closely for a reaction. All while she spoke, I was digging my fingern
Mirabelle's POVOne thing I've learned with my brother is to always, I mean always leave room for disappointment. Personally, Adrian has never disappointed me but the women he has interacted with in the past have always been disappointed by him and that's over a hundred women to say. Those who were friends with me ended up despising me and those that hadn't been in his bed used me to get to it, if not his bed then Santiago's bed.Camilla was the first person that didn't expect anything from me, she didn't try to use me to get my brother despite how desperate she was for him. I offered and she declined my offer, which I ignored and went on to helping with Santiago, Molina, and Rachael's assistance but I can't help but wonder if we did the right thing by playing matchmaker in the beginning. I don't know why, but this situation has me feeling at fault because if we didn't help them interact, Adrian would still be stealing glances of Camilla from the sidelines and Camilla would silently b
After a few minutes of screaming the pack house down, I find Adrian, he's with Santiago outside, they're staring at something at a distance so their backs are turned to me. I suck in a breath, my feet furiously striding to meet them. They turn before I reach them, Santiago studying me “How many fucking times do we all have to lose Camilla because of your insolence?” I lash out, jabbing at Adrian's chest, the action making him glare at me in warning. I ignore the warning, I truly need to know why the hell we have to suffer for his mistakes, everything. When he and Camilla have a misunderstanding, he lashes out at her and says this goddamn bullshit he pretends to regret later and Camilla leaves. He doesn't care that their disagreements always inconvenience us too, some of us truly like Camilla. “Belle, we had a discussion.” Santiago warns, his arms crossing over his chest. “I remember that but nowhere in that conversation did I agree to staying quiet when Adrian kicked Camilla out.
Camilla's POV I wanted a love that would make all the hurt disappear but what I got was different. It took me several heart breaks later to realise I didn't get my wish, nothing about our love has been roses and light. Most people get butterflies when they're in love, well, I never did get butterflies, I got several herds of elephants stomping on me until my air supply was limited. That was what I liked, it made me feel alive, it reminded me I wasn't dead. It felt nice, my brain blocked out every red flag, the biggest being his infatuation with his ex who he claimed never to have loved anywhere nearly as much as he did me. My eyes caught him several times, discreetly watching her with a smile and sometimes, a frown. I told myself he was just seeing what he could have lost a wonderful woman like me to, yes, a wonderful woman because that's how he made me feel but even that was a farfetched lie. When I left Adrian and Michelle, I ran, I didn't want them or anyone to see me crying
Alpha's Hated Mate Camilla's POV Adrian stayed staring at me like he couldn't believe what's real and what's not just like I didn't. After a while he speaks. “How are you?” “I'll be fine soon as you stop looking at me like that.”"I'm sorry I haven't seen you like yourself in a long time." “Oh I missed you but Aunty Amaya…” I say looking done. “I missed you too.” he says, hugging me. “Why are you waking this late?” I say looking around the office with socks, loafers and junk food around the table. “I do most of my work at night because I hate going to an empty bed, without you there.” “Well you won't have to sleep alone ever again.” “I hope so.” he says, kissing me and I blush. The taste of whiskey on his lips is forever unmistakable. “Can I get you something to eat Sheryl said you didn't eat?” “Yea.” I say smiling. “Wait here,” he says, sitting me down in his chair. A few minutes later he returns with some food and I eat a little. Then
Alpha's Hated Mate Sheryl's POV Keeping Camilla locked wasn't easy on me. I'm a sucker for Camilla. I'd manage to keep my daughter locked but with Camilla something just happens to me guilt maybe or love whatever it is it makes my life a living hell. I took her breakfast to her and she refused to eat. I intended to keep her for a month but we couldn't let her go just yet. We had to be sure she was going to be herself and not relapse. Amaya holds a family photograph of Arieya as she points at the picture of the girl rocking a blue princess gown with a crown on her head. “And who is this?” Amaya began. “Are we really doing this again? I know what my daughter looked like at 7 and a ½ months.” Camilla brushes the exercise to the side. Her drowning eyes aren't helping, she lacked sleep all through the night as she stayed awake crying her heart out. I know she misses her family and love but we can't trust Camilla with the responsibility of being with herself. It's a
My memory hit when my gaze falls on the phone clutched on Arieya’s right hand. “What are you doing with Kendall's phone?” “I was talking to mommy on it and she said you call her.” Adrian and Santiago looked at me. Surely Arieya had an imaginary friend but she wasn't one to lie unless prompted by someone. Arieya's lips widened with a bright smile. “Call her.” I took my phone and called Sheryl. She picked up after 2 rings. “Sheryl?” “Beta hey I was wondering when you'd call?” Sheryl responds from the corner of her phone. I moved aside from everyone and finds a safe spot to investigate. “Arieya tells me you called her with Camilla.” “Yes we did, Camilla came around 2 days ago and she's been asking for Arieya.” Sheryl speaks like it wasn't a big deal. She must be kidding; she knew how strained and terrible things had been during Mia's absence why keep us in the dark on this little upliftment. “2 days... Does that mean she's okay now?” “We'll have to keep her her
Alpha's Hated Mate EPILOGUE Mirabelle's POV I watched Kyrie & Angel playing basketball, she's very horrible at it but Kyrie was having fun. King used to play with Karla and she was good but she wasn't warming up to Angel. She talked to her a little, just average interaction other than that she didn't want anything to do with her. She was heartbroken, to her Camilla was her mother and she wanted her to always be. Arieya sat with Karla on the swing they weren't playing, they just sat there watching the kids play. “Beta I'll see you later.” She said smiling. “Won’t you wait for your husband?” “No Santiago will be here any minute but I have to pick Anastasia from the airport.” I nodded and hugged her goodbye. Annalise and Santiago got married a few months after the accident that changed our lives. Silverline was dull and less lively without Camilla at first but soon things started looking up. I missed Camilla, well the sane Camilla. I still remember th
“I ask you now, in the presence of God and these people to declare your intention to enter into union with each other.” “Yes, priest.” Adrian and I both say. I can hear sobs and I prefer not to look at the people they belong to. Santiago takes Arieya and she complies. “Camilla Mia Burton, will you have Adrian Carter to be your husband to live together in holy marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others to be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?” “I will.” I say. “Adrian Carter will you have Camilla Mia Burton to be your wife to live together in holy marriage will you love her comfort her honor her and keep her in sickness and in health forsaking all others be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?” “I will.” Adrian affirms. “Will the parents of Camilla and Adrian please stand?” The priest requests. I don't look but assume they stand because he continues. “The marriage of Adrian
Alpha's Hated Mate Camilla's POV I woke up next to flowers, beautiful red roses next to me and a box of chocolates aside. I tried to wrap my head around everything I was thinking of. I thought it was a dream but the bite marks on my thighs and tame soreness between my legs convinced me it was a reality. I couldn't believe so many things happened overnight from me poking my arms with a knife to Adrian punishing me for it. My life changed so fast I woke up single yesterday and went to bed as a fiancee who knows maybe tomorrow I'll wake up a wife unless I'm still dreaming. I quickly checked my hand and relaxed when I saw a ring. As I admire the beautiful diamond shining on my finger, my bedroom door opens wide and Arieya, Karla, Stacey & Zuri walk in; they're dressed in gorgeous little elegant dresses. “Oh my God.” I breathe out. The mother fucker meant every single fucking thing he said. “I feel stupid pretty.” Arieya giggles.I gulped, flickering to everyone
Alpha's Hated Mate Adrian's pov I went upstairs to look for Camilla in her room. I knocked on her door and she didn't respond but it was slightly open so I went in. “Mia.” I said under my breath when I saw her sitting at the edge of the bed with her eyes closed. Her bed had files on it and two laptops. What caught my eye was the pocket knife beside her with blood stains. I scanned her body and my eyes landed on her arm where I saw dried blood and fresh blood rolling down her arm. “Oh God Mia what have you done?”She opens her eyes and closes them before opening her eyes again today. “Adrian.” she whispered softly. “What are you doing to yourself baby?” I cried. “Nothing.” She shakes her head in denial but I'm no fool to see the evil she subjected her poor self. “The little pocket knife stained with blood tells me a different story.” “I wasn't trying to kill myself.” Camilla says laughing. “I know. You were just trying to feel.” “Yes now what are you doin
Alpha's Hated Mate Santiago's Pov The day we've been waiting on is coming. Less than 48 hours, I'll see my Best friend get married. I've waited for this day since I met Camilla. I thought they'd end at mating but no Adrian wants to fulfil every desire she had. I glance at my wristwatch for the umpteenth time. “Adrian you're not going to make it to Silverline on time.”Adrian kept pacing around fisting on his hair with gritted teeth. “I will give me a minute.” “You know normally women are the ones that get cold feet but look at you my friend you're the one getting cold feet.” He stopped. “I don't know man, I must have some food poisoning.” “Food poisoning no bruh you've had this for over a week you're acting like you're pregnant.” I say laughing. “So glad I'm not a woman because this is hectic.” “But honestly your cold feet are getting out of control.” I say with a serious tone. “I just can't wait to marry Mia.” I continue to scroll through an information page
Alpha's Hated Mate Amaya's pov I just received some mail when I was in my office with Sheryl. She hasn't eaten in days and she's worried about Camilla but what can we do about it? Life happens and there's nothing we can do about it, especially since we want her to be happy till the end of her time on this earth. I opened the one from Silverline. “Look, it's finally here.”SheryI waves me off refusing to check out the content. “I can't do this.” “You just have to.” I say clearing my throat so I can read the wedding invite. "Your Highness Princess Amaya Royal, Alpha Adrian Carter of Golden Hunters and Alpha Camilla Burton (Phoenix Alpha) of Silverline request your presence at their wedding; they urge you to join them in celebrating their union on the 18th of September." "That's next week.” Sheryl says, looking surprised, her eyes popping. “Yes, aren't you happy?” “I am more than happy for her but I wish…” she pauses. "No Sheryl.” I say cutting her off. “Amay