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
"How's this?""Perfect." Camille smiled at Sid and gave a nod of approval.True to his word, Sid had come by the next day so they could go out. There was a park not far from the Ark and with the weather being so good, they had grabbed coffees from a store nearby and headed over. However, Sid had insisted on bringing a picnic since the weather was promising and had spent more than ten minutes trying to find the perfect spot where they had the benefits of the sun and shade but wouldn't be sitting on tree roots or stones.He had also insisted on them sitting away from other park visitors."You're being rather fussy about where we sit." Camille couldn't help but tease the male as he began to set up."Only the best for you, beautiful." Sid smirked and patted the spot beside him on the blanket.Camille rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the smile that
The throbbing behind her eyes was what pulled Camille from the deep darkness she had been hiding in. The pain reminded her of a hangover, but she couldn’t remember drinking. She remembered spending time with Sid, but their date had been cut short because of an emergency. But that was it. Nothing else came after that. The thought of opening her eyes made her stomach turn but Camille forced herself to blink away the last remnants of sleep and focus on her surroundings. It proved difficult given the light was only adding to her misery. Everything was blurry and what she could make out wasn’t familiar. There were no windows, but the room resembled a hospital room only harsher. “You’re awake.” A familiar voice broke the silence and cut through the fog clogging her thoughts. Kal’s face appeared moments later, amber eyes filled with a mixture of relief and worry. It took a moment for Camille to register what he had said, glazed blue eyes struggling to focus on the male’s features. “What h
“That sonofabitch!” Sid snarled. “How could he do that to someone? To her of all people!”Jag didn’t bother to try and offer an answer as he sat, elbows on his thighs while his fingers massaged his temples in an attempt to relieve from of the tension behind his eyes. There was no explanation he could give, not when the hurt in Camille’s eyes was haunting him.Camille.It was a beautiful name. It suited their little female a bit more than Emma.An interview with Charlotte had confirmed that Camille had been telling the truth and that it had been Charlotte’s idea to change her identity. Employment records had backed it up. HR had helped by bending some rules like letting Camille bunk with Charlotte. The less that was in her name, the harder it would be for Nathan to find her. Except that’s not how it had worked because it turns out Nathan knew where she was all along.Charlotte had been in with Camille for the past two hours and Kal had left to help Camille’s medical team to try and fig
Two Weeks LaterCamille could feel the beads of sweat trickling down her back making her skin itch. The urge to scratch away the tickling sensation was almost unbearable but she forced herself to ignore it and blocked the blow coming for her ribs. As she blocked, her free elbow came up to hit her opponent it the side of the head. Her funny bone smarted from the impact, sending a tingling sensation through her arm but Camille shook it off, dancing away on the balls of her feet to create space and to prepare or her next assault.It had been two long weeks since the doctors had identified the device Nathan had implanted inside of Camille. Her days had been filled with her giving up as much information as she could about Nathan and the people he knew or sitting on more consultations as doctors carried out more tests and they worked to try and figure out how to deactivate the device or better still, remove it. It quickly became apparent that Nathan’s inventor hadn’t followed the blueprints