Camille couldn't help but shift nervously as she stood in front of Sid's apartment door, waiting for him to unlock it.
Jag had been consumed by work after their dinner chat and Camille had used her lunch to head back to Charlotte's apartment and freshen up. By the time she got back to Jag's, the soldier was gone only for her phone to chime with a message from him telling her had a last minute meeting and would see her on Monday. So, she had entertained Hunter and tidied up a few things before returning the taego to his master's quarters and waiting for Sid to come get her.
Surprisingly, her nerves had remained steady up until she found herself outside of the male's door. Then she had found herself jittery like a teenager on their first ever date. Sid had so far been a real delight though. He had Camille in stitches almost immediately and the way he had flung his arm around her shoulder and kept her close while they walked had Cam
"Sid kissed you!?"Camille cringed and nodded, ignoring the surprised noises Charlotte was making beside her on the couch.“I totally knew he was into you. He was practically drooling over you when we did that class a few weeks back.” Charlotte chortled.After practically running out of Sid's place following their rather intense kiss, Camille had wandered around aimlessly for a few hours to try and clear her head but found herself no closer to making sense of what had happened. The guilt was clawing at her insides to the point that she felt like she couldn't breathe and yet she couldn’t work out if she felt guilty for kissing Sid or for running out on him the way she had. She still couldn't work out why she would do something like make out with someone while dating someone else.In the end the only thing Camille had worked out was she clearly wasn't ready for a rel
The warmth of the sun filtering through the open window slowly pulled Camille from her slumber as the sound of birds chirping and the scent of something sweet being cooked filled the air. Opening her eyes, she rolled onto her side to face the window, her ocean blue eyes admiring the view of lush grass and trees and the dozens of brightly coloured flowers swaying in the breeze. She was certain she could lie here forever, watching the day slip by and enjoying the warmth of the sun like a snoozing cat. "You're awake." A familiar voice pulled Camille from her thoughts. Looking over her shoulder, Camille couldn't help the smile that curled her lips upwards when she saw Kal in the doorway. He was wearing loose pants and a vest that exposed his muscled arms that were littered in the same markings as Camille saw on Jag once before. "Are those new tattoos?" She found herself asking as she sat up. &
"You're our soulmate."The words had slipped from Kal's lips so easily that at first, Camille thought she had imagined him speaking. Yet the heavy silence that fell after those three words were spoken and the way all three males were looking at Camille told her that she hadn't imagined it at all. Each of them held a different expression but Camille could only discern two of them.Unsurprisingly, Jag's face gave nothing away about how he was feeling or thinking and yet something told the blonde that emotions bubbled just below the surface. They were carefully concealed as always.That left Sid and Kal. Their expressions differed. Kal, forever the romantic, looked optimistic. His smile was soft but fond as his golden eyes watched Camille with adoration. It was virtually impossible not to fall into those soulful eyes and get lost.But it was Sid's guilty look that made Camille realise
He hadn't wanted to tell Emma like this but Sid and Kal had insisted and now their female was pushing them away.The alarm klaxon going off had been what alerted Jag that something was wrong. He has finally caught some sleep despite everything going on. At first he had assumed that it was an attack on the Ark given that its presence drew a lot of attention and not all of it was good. However that concern quickly turned to something close to panic when he found out that it was the apartment blocks used for the sub-contractor's employees. By the time Jag had dressed and made it out of the Ark in record time, the three buildings had been reduced to rubble while thick black smoke poured into the air from the fires.Sid had alerted him that Emma wasn't accounted for which had made Jag's blood run cold and it took everything he had not to break protocol and go running into the fray blindly. He knew it wouldn't do any good. He could end
Despite the doctor's attempts to treat the infection that had Camille do unwell, they had no choice but to go back into surgery which pushed her recovery time back. However, the second surgery seemed to have helped as the fever broke just a few hours later and Camille felt like she was getting better physically.Healing emotionally was proving much more difficult.Even though Camille tried to avoid thinking about the three Draygonians who turned her world upside down, Camille couldn't stop thinking about them. Despite how upset she was with them for playing her the way she felt they had, Camille couldn't deny she missed them. They had treated her like a person and she felt safe when they were around. She was certain she found all three of them attractive without the help of genes and pheromones. How could she not? They were gentle, they made her feel like the most important person in the room.Sure, they had
I love youCamille didn’t think she could count on one hand the number of people who had ever said those three words to her. There was a story behind each time it was said though and not always a good one.Camille couldn’t recall if her mother said those words to her but then again she had been only four years old when her mother disappeared from her life and Camille found herself living with her aunt. She vaguely remembered missing having a mother when she was a child and missing the love only a mother could give. It wasn’t until years later that she learned who her mother was. Camille had been the result of her mother sleeping with some stranger for cash so she could score more drugs. With no husband or job, the state paid for Camille and she became her mother’s cash cow. That was until she overdosed on some bad heroine and died. Camille could honestly say she didn’t remember a thing about he
It felt natural to tell Charlotte everything after Jag's confession if only because she knew Charlotte wouldn't hold back on her opinions on the whole thing and Camille still needed some assurance that she wasn't making mistake by trusting three males who had until recently lied to her about their attraction to her and what it was doing to her.Jag had stuck around for another ten minutes before their private moment was interrupted by a nurse bustling into the room. Needless to say, the nurse got a bit of an eyeful and her facial expression was priceless. Jag promised he would be by the following day to escort Camille to his place even though she knew how to find it and protested at his insistence. Jag refused to take any risks that could hinder Camille's recovery and had refused to take no for an answer."I mean, it makes sense because it's obvious they are all hot like Mexico for you," Charlotte explained herself as she clutched a ch
Camille watched as reptilian eyes blinked at her before she tilted her head to the side. The large head in front of her did the same however, those dark eyes were focused on what was in her hand rather than on her face. Satisfied she had teased her opponent enough, Camille flicked her hand, letting the brightly coloured ball sail through the air and bounce along the floor.Hunter was off the couch like a flash, darting across the room with that same eagerness as a dog to chase his beloved toy.It had been three days since Camille had finally been released from the hospital and had moved in with Jag. To her surprise, he had set her up in the guest room, stating that until she was fully recovered, they would be taking things slowly. He also confessed that the bombings had added to his work load and Jag wasn't sure when he word be around.Camille was mostly okay with the arrangement. She wasn't sure she wa
You are not going back to that man!” Camille was pretty sure that if their door was capable of being slammed, Jag would have slammed it as he stormed into their apartment behind her. She had known her plan wouldn’t go down well but that didn’t deter her from it. She had all but made up her mind. If this was their only shot at flushing Nathan out of his hiding place then Camille was going to make sure they took it. It was one thing when it was just her being victimised but now innocent bystanders were getting hurt. “Camille!” The warning growl pulled the blonde from her thoughts and she turned to face her male. She wasn’t surprised to see his anger or the concern in his eyes and yet it still made her heart ache. Despite his gruffness and stoic exterior, Jag still had emotions and right now, he was as equally scared as Camille was about the whole situation. It felt like the walls were closing in around them with combat quickly becoming the only way out. They couldn’t let that happen
Camille wouldn’t lie, she was still suspicious of Sia’s motives and yet as agreed, she was sitting at a small round dining table that Sia had insisted on being set up in Sid’s room. She could still see in her mind the look on the doctor’s face when she had seen what was going on.“This isn’t a hotel!” “Are you telling me that you would deny a mother the chance to eat dinner with her son after he nearly died?” Sia had been as intimidating as ever in that moment. It wasn’t that she was aggressive or threatening violence but she certainly made it clear how difficult she would make everyone’s life if she didn’t get her way. Just her presence commanded attention and respect like a General in front of their men.Needless to say, the doctor had quickly walked away, putting an end to the disagreement.In a way Camille was impressed. It took skill to be able to carry something like that off without barely saying anything. But Camille also had dealt with enough intimidating people in her life
“You should be resting.” “I could say the same to you.” Camille frowned at Sid’s retort, watching as the giant male moved himself carefully from his bed to a wheelchair with all the precision of someone who had done this before. It was only when Sid had made himself comfortable that Camille took a seat in one of the chairs on the hospital room. Outside fat droplets of rain pelted against the window turning the grey sky, buildings and lights from vehicles and signs into watercolour. Somewhere above them, thunder rolled across the skies. It had been several days since the incident in the tunnels and since then, all anyone could talk about what Nathan and Tina. Their pictures were plastered on every news channel, newspaper, website and social media platform just like Jag had promised. Not only were the military looking for them but so were NYPD and the FBI. There was literally nowhere to hide and yet they had both gone to ground. Predictably EFHA were resisting any pressure to give u
For what had to be the umpteenth time in the last forty eight hours, Jag found himself pressing the tips of his fingers into his closed eyes to try and relieve the pressure from a looming headache. He was careful to ensure that outwardly he appeared calm and unfazed but even the most seasoned soldier would find themselves fighting off a stress headache with everything that was going on. And it seemed like literally everything was going on and none of it was working in their favour. “Digital forensics turned up nothing on EFHA or Matthews.” Kal announced as he walked into the room, dressed in his usual uniform and white hair neatly combed back. He looked like he had showered after a good night’s sleep but that couldn’t be further from the truth. “The only telling thing is that everyone fell into radio silence over usual channels about four months ago. They must have found new ways of communicating to ensure they were never tracked.” “Not surprising. They would have known their digita
Camille didn’t even have a chance to register what Sia had just announced before the woman was off out the door. Speechless was perhaps an understatement for how Camille felt and she tried to get her brain to compute while also trying to dampen down the alarm and panic rising up inside of her. She didn’t want to go to Draygon. At least, not like this. Earth, despite all the history Camille had there, was her home and it hadn’t even crossed her mind to leave. That seemed absurd! At least, right now it did. She couldn’t imagine why she would agree to the whole thing but at the same time, Camille got the impression that her agreement wasn’t necessary. She had no time to object though. Everything around her moved on while Camille found her mind frozen in alarm. Before she knew it, she was standing in the infirmary hallway as Jag and Sia discussed something with the doctor. In fact, it was the warmth of someone’s hand on her lower back that helped ground Camille once again. “You look like
The scent of coffee and the feeling of Hunter’s snout bumping against her hand roused Camille from her slumber. She felt like she had slept for a lifetime and yet her exhaustion was bone deep, weighing her down. Trying to open her eyes felt like a struggle but in the back of her mind she realised that it was now morning and hopefully Sid had made it through the night. That glimmer of hope was enough to chase away the last foggy layers of sleep from her head and Camille forced her eyes open. It took a couple of blinks for the sleep to leave her vision and everything to come into focus, but eventually Camille found herself staring at Hunter as he rested his giant head on the edge of the bed. The poor guy could sense something was wrong and hand been pacing the apartment. He looked tired and miserable which Camille could relate to all too well. “You’re awake.” Camille glanced up, her exhausted mind taking a moment longer than necessary to register that Jag was stood in the doorway of h
She watched as the small silver speck in the sky grew closer until she could make out the full detail of the aircraft. The peachy light from the setting sun turned the silver body of the ship into copper. The day was coming to a close but the new nightmare Camille found herself in was far from over.There’s been an incident. Her eyes followed the aircraft as it slowed down and began to descend smoothly towards the landing pad. A group of people were waiting patiently for the ship to land before they moved swiftly towards it. It felt like the scene unfolding Down on the landing pad was a million miles away from and yet everything unfolding was linked to her.It was meant to have been a routine trip. They had been planning it for weeks, staking out the property and monitoring everyone’s movement. So how had this happened? How had Nathan gotten away? How had someone manage to detonate a bomb? There’s been an incident. Kal had explained that he had been able to jam the signal between t
Whoa, This place is amazing!” “Thanks,” Camille laughed nervously, cheeks turning red as she followed Charlotte inside. “I think the guys went a little overboard.”Neither Jag nor Kal had returned that evening which Camille had expected but had still found herself disappointed by. It was bad enough Sid was on some mission for god knows how long but Camille knew that there was a reason for it all. Come the morning, Camille had decided she had sulked enough and it was time for her to do some of her investigating. Ever since she had found out that Nathan had been behind everything that had happened, Camille had become determined to find out how he had managed to pull everything off so easily. Camille’s details being found amongst the LA Ark’s deleted employee files had told Camille that Nathan had someone working for him that could pull off planting files and hack systems. But hackers didn’t just go around announcing they were hackers so, Camille needed help figuring out how to flush t
"Did she like it then?” “Jag seems to think so.” “I knew it.” “Sid, Kal, focus.” Jag spoke up, interrupting his best friends’ conversation. It wasn’t that he wanted to be the serious one right now. He too wanted to discuss how their surprise for Camille had gone but, they had a job to do. In just a few minutes, they would have apprehended Nathan and this whole ordeal would be over. This mission was no doubt for the greater good but this time it felt personal. Jag had no illusions that when he finally came face with Nathan that it would take everything in him not to tear the piece of shit limb from limb. And it wouldn’t even be about what the man had been involved in. Not entirely. No, this man had laid is hands on Camille. He had hurt her, abused her and then turned her into his unwitting spy. He dreaded to think what would have happened if Camille hadn’t met them. “Alright, we are approaching the target.” Sid spoke up, taking on a slightly more serious tone. “All units are in po