Camilla’s POV Damian's anger was palpable,“he's capable of doing anything at the moment,”Whispering into Lawrence’s ear I could sense the fear in my children's breath,“Do not let the situation get a hold of you, I'm not here to hurt you, I'm only here to save my family,” Lawrence “And you think i would let you out of my leash just like that”, Damian questioned Lawrence as he stretched forth his hand pointing the gun right at Lawrence, I pushed Mira and George with my hand behind me in a bid to protect them.At this point I would do anything to protect my kids, and pushing them behind me was just a demonstration of my intention to keep them safe. “The situation can get better, I can help you escape from here also” Lawrence said out loud to Damian who was pointing a gun at him already,One of Lawrence’s hand was raised up as a sign of surrender and no intention to attack,Lawrence took some steps backwards as Damian approached him, My heart was panting really fast, I knew the wo
Camilla’s POV:Lawrence assured me, "I'll be right back," then hurried to the window to assess the situation outside."We'll be out of here soon," I whispered to my frightened children, their faces etched with fear.Returning to us, Lawrence scooped up Mira, holding her protectively against his chest. "Outside looks clear now. We need to move," he muttered urgently."I'll take George," I replied, moving towards the door. Just as we were about to leave, a piercing scream shattered the silence."Lawrence!" The voice echoed through the room. We spun around to see Raymond, gripping Damian's discarded gun, aiming directly at Lawrence.Before anyone could react, Raymond pulled the trigger. Lawrence instinctively shielded Mira, his body twisting to evade the bullet, but it struck his shoulder with a sickening thud.“Ooh” Lawrence shouted and screamed in pain, he managed to keep Mira down and he lay on the floor groaning in pain and anguish, you could hear the pain in his shout and it was evi
Lawrence’s POVI was overreacting to what had just happened. As I lay on the hospital bed, my thoughts were consumed with Bella. What was she thinking? What was she doing? Had she seen Camilla and the children? These questions occupied my mind relentlessly, making it impossible to relax."You need some rest. The bullet has been removed already," the doctor said, his tone calm and reassuring. I looked at him with a glimmer of relief, and he responded with a smile. "It's fascinating how fast the healing process is. But anyway, it's all good," he added.My wolf nature was a significant factor in my swift recovery. I knew I wouldn't be in the hospital for long; soon, I'd be back to attending to the things that mattered most."Where is Bella?" I asked the nurse who was attending to me. "I need to see her.""She is with an officer in the waiting room. Is there anything I can help you tell her?" the nurse replied."I need to speak with her shortly," I insisted."Alright then, I'll get her to
Camilla POV,I sat down on the couch, my mind racing with the officer's words. “What could he have meant?” I asked myself, curiosity mingling with anxiety.“The cops want me at the station. They need me for something, but I have no idea what,” I said to Britney, who had noticed my worried expression.“Is that why you’re so stressed? You haven’t done anything wrong. You worry too much about everything and everyone. You need some rest. Don’t let this bother you, dear sis,” she said, trying to pacify me and lift my spirits. Despite her comforting words, a shadow of worry still loomed over me. Lawrence also weighed heavily on my mind.What could his condition be now? The questions kept swirling, and my impatience grew.“I should head out soon,” I told Britney as I began preparing to leave for the police station.Meanwhile, in the council chambers, the elders had convened an emergency meeting to address the absence of their alpha from the palace.“We are making progress, my lord,” the cap
Lawrence’s POV "Is there something the alpha is keeping from us, the elders of the great council of our pack?" Elder Albert's voice cut through the silence, his eyes narrowing as he observed my confusion and the desperate search for an excuse on my face.I stood silently for a moment, unable to find the words. Their piercing gazes bore into me as I remained motionless and Ideas seemed to be far away from my mind."You paint such a despairing portrait of my pain," I managed to say, hoping to divert their attention and thought from the question at hand."We have no intention of making you look bad. We are only concerned about the welfare of our alpha," Elder Clement added, his tone more measured."Well, you need not worry yourselves much. As you can see, I am fine now," I replied, though I was trying every effort to hide my attachment—or rather, involvement—with what had transpired at the mansion.Bella stood there with them in the office, her presence a constant reminder that I wasn't
Camilla's POV "The drums of war echo louder than anticipated," Elder Clement addressed the council, his voice weighted with concern. "Our neighbors grow increasingly impatient by the day, they seemed ready and prepared for war."What's prompting this concern?" Lawrence pressed, his brow furrowing as he leaned forward."Our scouts report heightened military preparations across the border by our neighbors who are now considered to be rivals," Elder Clement replied gravely."Our spies have witnessed fervent displays of readiness of our rivals during their reconnaissance missions.Our rivals are poised for conflict.""And our own forces? How prepared is our army, Lawrence inquired, his voice tense with apprehension."Our army stands ready," declared the captain who was asked earlier to join them at the meeting, exuding unwavering confidence.“That's a good development,” Voiced Lawrence. “To elude the storm you could either sail into it or around it, but never await its coming, now we
Lawrence POV“You need to discuss this with Lawrence, he's the father of my child and he has no choice but to make me his Luna”, Bella exclaimed to Elder Albert in his home when she went to visit him to discuss his plight with him.“The council of elders is aware of this and we are trying to also convince him to get reunited with you but he has been adamant on this.We are also aware that this is because of the return of that woman Camilla so we are planning on what to do” elder Albert explained to Bella.“He should have nothing to do with Camilla, I'm the mother of his heir, Bella stated.“It's not what you think Bella, there is more to his relationship with Bella than just love, He has children with Camilla”, elder Albert informed Bella, Bella was dumbfounded, the revelation that Albert just made to her was too heavy for her to bear, she became mute and looked at Albert in confusion,“Children!!” she exclaimed, shock evident in her tone. “Yes Bella, Camilla has twins for Lawrence,”
Lawrence's POV “The mouthpiece of the moon goddess has already made things clear and easy for us Albert, We can't go against the doctrine, you of all people should be aware of all of this” an elder in our midst countered Elder Albert,But we can't ignore the bad luck that Camilla poses to bring to us if she eventually is made the Luna, I only have the best interest of our pack at heart.“Silence”, I shouted at the top of my voice, You all already know that there is no possibility way that I'm going to be reunited back with Bella. “My heart belongs to Camilla and the moon goddess has made things easier for me, it is not longer a topic for debate, Camilla would be the Luna of our pack the marriage rites would be done soon, I declared” to the hearing of everyone in the room, without waiting to hear any further things that they might have to say a stoop up and left. Getting to my living room I stopped immediately as Bella's gaze notified me that she had long been awaiting my presenc
Even with the sunshine streaming through the window illuminating the tiles, the hospital room appeared to be freezing.Camilla laid her back on the thin pillows behind her, feeling self-conscious in the poorly woven hospital gown.Her arms were rendered immobile to her body by the metal cuffs whose edges had been tenderising her skin. The sound of chains rattled softly as she moved, trying to get into a position that was not too cramped within the confines.However, her focus was nowhere near her physical discomfort. She was exonerated for poisoning Bella's son.However, her suffering was not finished. Bella’s schemes had left emotional as well as physical scars on her.Camilla hadn’t finished the struggle, however. Her name remained sullied, and there were people in the pack, and even more so in the elders, who were not ready to absolve her.They wanted her to be put away until everyone was sure that there was nothing to be apprehensive about. Lawrence was trying to resist but it was
The sound of machines in the hospital filled the room where Camilla was, still a bit weak but recuperating.She was connected to an IV and had her wrists bandaged due to the straps that had restrained her to the bed—reminders of the fact, that needless to say, she was still considered a criminal and a patient at the same time.The grey hospital gown had been too oversized for her body. There was no mistaking the patience strength in her eyes, the vividness of life that once inhabited her can only be remembered.But Lawrence transcended. He stood next to her bed with his broad shoulders drooping, bloodshot eyes bearing the evidence of sleepless nights.His hand was just above hers, wanting to hold her hand but scared at the prospect of hurting her more.The vow he made to her was that he would bring her justice and that was one vow he would keep. But being here in this common room, looking at her wasting away from a fictitious story, every single second was a shame that he could not es
The heavy door of the female prison traced a long sound down the dark corridor.Camilla sat on the hard, cold mattress, looking at the wall in search of the clusters in it.She had become used to this solitary confinement, this waiting that went for hours in this agonisingly silent place, to the thinking that after all her efforts, it was Bella’s betrayal that would ruin her.Yet deep down, it was not only fear. There was something else. Lawrence was on the warpath. He had sworn an oath to resolve the matter and extricate her from this predicament.There was no option but to endure. However, the fear about the impending threat that had been increasing over the past few days would not go away, even if Camilla wanted it to.The other female prisoners had started to gossip about something different. They would look at her sometimes with suspicion; now, that look seemed more calculated. The security men, too appeared sharper, more alert. Something was in the offing. She could sense it.As
Bella paced around her hospital room and attempted to bite the urge to panic that was building up in her system.She was in the bathroom of Frank's room thinking of how Lawrence had approached her that morning.Frank, on the other side, was not helping her, as he was clenching his jaw, making it difficult for her to ignore the tension building up in her chest.Things were going south, and the efforts of the lawyer representing Lawrence were making the situation worse every moment.She had thought that she could turn the tables—contain the situation the way she always did. Lawrence’s doggedness in wanting to lick Camilla’s accusation clean even the further it was from her was slowly but surely tearing her apart.The lawyer was a brilliant and unbending executioner who had been pricking her for weeks.Bella had not taken him very seriously, as she thought that he would eventually give up on finding any truth. But she did not expect this level of meticulousness. He was starting to dig up
Lawrence perched himself on the edge of the hospital bed, his fingers playing a drumroll along the cold metallic edge. He was cosy in deep thoughts, yet his brain was tyranny, struck with several thoughts at the same time. The young boy who was his child, was unconscious in the hospital, and so many devices were attached to his tiny form. Every beep, every breath, was painful to hear, breaking the heavy silence in the room, indicating the seriousness of the matter.Moreover, there had been additional problems concerning Frank which even the doctors could not explain. The only plausible explanation had been the poison theory up until that point. At least until the head researcher on Frank's case, Dr Nolan had wanted to speak to him privately.Embarrassingly enough, every sensation caused in him was mixed with tension. The chilling thought of Camilla tortured him. She was in a prison cell, waiting for her turn to be acquitted of the charges of poisoning Frank. It had all been Bella’s tr
At the moment her heels clicked on the ground, and the enormous boughs of metal gates crashed behind her, panic coursed through Camilla. The implacable ambience of the barricade encased her in a thick layer of mist.She heard her footsteps bouncing off the walls in the long stretch that had steel-barred cells on all sides. The other occupant who was being brought in looked at her with a fierce intensity that signalled annoyed, hollow, and accusing silence.The door was opened by the guards and she made to come in. Camilla avoided eye contact with her because she looked like trouble.Hours passed, and she was still hearing them constantly bickering about her poisoning a child.She had to remind herself that this was not true. It was a horrible fiction, one that she found herself accusatory burning into the present time because of Bella's machinations.For having allegedly attempted to poison Bella's child, Camilla had lost her freedom and her self-respect.Now, stuck in the exhausted ex
At the moment her heels clicked on the ground, and the enormous boughs of metal gates crashed behind her, panic coursed through Camilla. The implacable ambience of the barricade encased her in a thick layer of mist.She heard her footsteps bouncing off the walls in the long stretch that had steel-barred cells on all sides. The other occupant who was being brought in looked at her with a fierce intensity that signalled annoyed, hollow, and accusing silence.The door was opened by the guards and she made to come in. Camilla avoided eye contact with her because she looked like trouble.Hours passed, and she was still hearing them constantly bickering about her poisoning a child.She had to remind herself that this was not true. It was a horrible fiction, one that she found herself accusatory burning into the present time because of Bella's machinations.For having allegedly attempted to poison Bella's child, Camilla had lost her freedom and her self-respect.Now, stuck in the exhausted e
Camilla was in prison. How could all this have happened so fast? First, it was that room where they interrogated her, and the next thing she knew, she landed in a cell.It still couldn't fully get into her head what had happened. It was like an Andy Warhol painting facade of surrealness that would eventually take the form of reality when she was out of it with her sanity intact.A moment before, Camilla had stood in front of the door to her cell as it creaked open under the command of the guard's key.The guard himself didn't say a word.Once she was inside, the heavy door slammed shut with a loud click.Saying nothing, he turned and walked away. If her cell was an inch shorter, she wouldn't be able to stand in it. The only furniture was a steel toilet, while the only lighting came from one window made of thick iron.Camilla sat down on the bed and put her head in her hands. She did not cry. Lawrence would rescue her; he had to do that. He had promised her thus.Hours had passed after
Camilla sat on the chair where she was left alone after Lawrence had gone. She could hear the guards talking from the other side. But the only thing that came to her mind was how all of these happened. It was just a beautiful morning, in less than twenty-four, and she was accused of murder. A child murder.The accusation against her was so sudden that she had no idea what was going on. “Poison?” The word left her mouth and she thought of how she could even get a hold of one“Poisoning a child?”It was unimaginable to her.Yet, here she was. In jail. Accused of something so despicable. It made her feel sick.She rubbed her hands all over her face trying to breathe. Everything wasn't going her way at all.“Who?” she whispered. . “Who could have possibly done this?”She racked her brain, thinking of every moment leading up to the incident. He was fine. Then she served him his food along with Gia and George. He began to have a seizure.She knew she was in big trouble. Everything seemed