Camilla I wasn't expecting George to abandon his duties at the clinic and take me to his friend's house, but he did, and that warmed my heart. The fact that he was always eager and enthusiastic to help me was something very rare, and it was hard to believe that I would receive such love from people who weren't family.When we arrived at the venue, we waited for close to an hour, but there was no sign of his friend. I began feeling restless and mentally berated his friend for being a time-waster."Do you really think she's here? We've been waiting forever," I said to George, who had attempted to distract me and maintain patience."Absolutely. Her car is parked outside, and she's always fashionably late—a bit of a diva. Let's give her some more time.""Sure. I don't have anything to do today, but you need to head back to the clinic.""Don't worry about me," he said, pulling me closer and placing a peck on my cheek. I was relieved that it wasn't my lips—as bad as that sounded.His frien
CamillaThere was a bit of a hassle in the house when Kai and Vespa were about to travel. I didn't care to ask for more information about it because I hadn't been in a good mood since those silly girls embarrassed me.But in the morning, when they were leaving, I overheard Ziah lamenting, as usual, that Kai was dominating them. At this point, it sounded like a broken record, because Ziah was not even faithful to Vespa, so why was he acting like he was being treated unfairly?I blew out my breath in an exaggerated huff and knew that being negative was not good for the baby, but I was having a strong urge to change my life. I wanted there to be evidence that I was not the same person who worked at the brothel, the cheap prostitute who made the most of what she could get by selling herself.The world was cruel to people like me. But I didn't want to keep feeling sorry for myself. I wanted to make a difference in my life, but I didn't even know where to start.My pregnancy was also a limi
CamillaThe pain that seized my stomach and leg was extremely intense. I felt the sharp, shooting pain, and the weight of carrying an alpha baby was taking its toll on my Omega body.I was breathing really loudly and clenched the bed sheets tightly as I writhed from side to side, trying to find a position that would ease the discomfort."Please, my baby, you need to help mommy carry you," I begged, wondering what kind of danger I had gotten myself into.As if the baby was playing pranks on me, the pain intensified, causing me to let out a soft whimper. I was afraid, and I couldn't wait for this baby to be out.Grandma Zora said that from the second trimester, the pain would be reduced, and I just had to endure the physical agony."Oh no," I whimpered and closed my eyes, trying to focus on something other than the pain, but it wasn't working.There was a faint knock on the door when the pain in my stomach was so unbearable that I was crying. I mustered all my strength to slowly crawl t
Camilla“Your friend, Lisa, is really something,” I said to George with good humor and relaxed into the comfortable sofa while chuckling with happy memories. After work, George took me to cake oasis, a small, family owned bakery that was recently transformed by the owner's daughter who created a whimsical looking sitting space for patrons.“Her face was camera-worthy,” I said, with a mouth full of laughter. “I mean, I don't get why she doesn't like me. I told you she didn't the first time we went to her house but you kept defending her. Gosh, I've never felt so happier.”The warm and sweet aroma of freshly baked goods floated over us as we talked. A small child ran past carrying a plate of cookies, giggling at his own childish joy.George looked distracted. He wasn't fully present in the conversation and I wondered why. He was still wearing his uniform from work—white shirt, grey pants and his coat. I waved a hand on his face after taking a sip of my creamy milkshake and he blinked,
The rain pattered against the windows, and I leaned back in my chair, disinterested in the news. Zeke lay down beside me with his fingers lacing against his belly.Grandma and Camilla were seated at the other end of the living room, and I kept stealing glances at them.Her reluctance to marry George was all my fault, and I felt like I had done something wrong. My chest tightened with guilt.Those stolen kisses had confused her, and even though I didn't feel any regrets nor did I feel sorry for George, I was concerned about Camilla.Grandma was telling her something, and she was shaking her head. Camilla gave her a vacant look, and Grandma pulled her close.Zeke had a bemused smile and sat up. "What have you done to her? You've totally fucked with her mind, haven't you?"I ignored Zeke and rubbed the back of my neck, knowing that he found this situation amusing, but he continued talking."I don't get why you're pretending you're clearly into her. The other day I caught you locking lips
Traffic these days was crazy and frustrating. I was on my way to the studio, but when I went to the bus station, I was told that the other bridge was under construction, which made an influx of cars flood our side of town.I should have just used the train.I tried listening to music, but I was too anxious to arrive at the studio. I was running late and needed to meet the producer before 10:00 a.m. I didn't want him to think I was lazy.I was 15 minutes late when I arrived and hoped that Paul would not be angry.When I got to the reception, Paul wasn't even in the studio, and I was told to wait. It was amusing; I wondered why I was bothering myself and rushing, considering he was the one who was running behind schedule.I sat in the corner, bouncing on my toes and sneaking glances at the doorway. I hadn't seen any sign of Lisa and secretly hoped she wouldn't come around today. She didn't like me or want my progress, and her constant criticism and disrespect were not what I needed toda
Gritty sand stuck to our bodies, and I enjoyed the coconut water and, most especially, Ziah's company. He made me feel worthy and cherished.His hands traced the contours of my body, and his pupils were fathomless and filled with desire."I want you to break things off with George."He hushed out the words, and if the beach had not been quiet, I would have missed them.Pretending not to have heard, I kept sipping my drink. A raging beast of need was in his eyes, and he ran his fingers up my side."Did you hear what I said? I want you to break up with George. He's not the right guy for you."I sat up slowly, acting closed off and pretending not to give a damn about his opinion.Even though I didn't love George, it didn't mean that I should listen to Ziah."I can't do that," I said firmly.A flash of annoyance crossed his face. Then it disappeared, and he stared blankly at me."Why not?" he asked, keeping his tone gentle.I picked up rigid seashells and rubbed them between my finger and
The drive to George's house was tense. His mother's hatred was a storm, and it was eating at my guts. Before we left the house, Grandma Zora stood solidly behind me, saying that George went too far and that, as a doctor, he knew the consequences of his actions. “He has been sad for days,” his mother said, her steely-gray eyes not leaving me. “The poor boy fell in love. Unfortunately, the love has not been reciprocated. I don't blame him. I blame the girl who rejected his proposal despite carrying another man's pregnancy.”“Laura, you promised not to bring this up,” Grandma warned her. “She never forced herself on your boy, so please try to respect yourself and respect her. Don't forget the authority I have to stop George from coming near her.”She mumbled under her breath, and we drove to George's house. It was a duplex with large rooms, and the inside was warm and cozy. My stomach turned when we headed upstairs to his room. He was awake, staring blankly at a large flat-screen TV th
Vespa's POVEvery detail about my wedding day brought joyful tears to my eyes. The tears were silent but uncontainable. I didn't mind that I was ruining my makeup in the process. On a beautiful summer afternoon, the biggest event of my life was about to take place. I felt like a fairytale princess and Kai made sure every detail I asked for in my dress and the decor was fulfilled. An archway adorned with roses and peonies, a velvet aisle runner that led me to my happily ever after. My fucking mermaid gown and a tiara, and oh, my groom who truly made my heart sing. This day was the start of our forever. Weak-kneed with excitement, I stood outside the majestic Moon Goddess Temple, a white, three-storey building with white marble pillars. My brother, Luke, waited for me with a warm smile, ready to walk me down the aisle.“You’re a gorgeous bride, sister. And it's not just your looks but the energy surrounding you. I’m glad you found happiness.”With a playful wink, his blue eyes twinkl
The taxi drove away from George's family mansion and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I was finally free from their judgmental eyes and condescending smiles. I felt a bottomless peace and satisfaction wash over me, relieved to be out of George's claws. I'd thought he was different, but it turned out he was just like the rest of them.Fucking manipulative bastard. After paying the taxi driver, I stood outside Grandma Zora's house and let out a swoosh of air. I was hesitant to go inside, wondering if I should tell Grandma Zora and Ziah everything that had gone down with George. But I knew that if I did, Ziah would likely go mental and attack George. He had a temper, and I didn't want to make things worse. I stood there for a few moments, weighing my options. Part of me wanted to spill everything, to let someone know the truth about George's family and their cruel words. But another part of me wanted to keep it inside. I decided to keep quiet and headed inside.My gaze landed o
Dear readers,I want to start by expressing my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you who has read my book "Claimed by the Triplet Alphas" and followed me to my new series "Lycan Princess Disguise". Your support means the world to me!However, I must humbly beg you to please continue reading "Lycan Princess Disguise". The truth is, if I don't get enough readers, I won't be able to receive payment for my work. I understand that there are many great books out there, but I promise that this series will be worth your time.I also want to assure you that I haven't forgotten about Camilla's story in "Claimed by the Triplet Alphas". Many of you have been asking for updates, and I promise to complete part 2 of the book. Your enthusiasm and encouragement drive me to keep writing!Thank you again for your unwavering support. Your kind words, reviews, and messages mean everything to me. I'm honored to have such a dedicated readership, and I promise to keep working hard to bring you the
GeorgeBefore I hit Camilla, my heart was bristling with rage, and I wanted to let it out, but after I did, I felt so stupid. My hands fell to my side, and I felt so heavy with regret.She stood there, her hands on her cheek, horrified like a child who had just witnessed something horrible. She blinked slowly and couldn't believe what had just happened.I trembled and slammed my fist on the couch. She took a step back, thinking I was going to hit her.“What the fuck?” Her voice cracked. It was a low tone of disbelief. “You hit me!?”“Camilla, I—”She turned away from me, and I felt a pang of guilt. What the fuck have I done?I had tried to control myself but couldn't. I was consumed by a jealous rage, and I blamed her for it. She went to fuck Ziah. I could bet on that with my last cent.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. But the damage was already done. Camilla was quiet, her back still turned to me.She was leaving when I rushed to hold her back and wrapped my arms aro
GeorgeBefore I hit Camilla, my heart was bristling with rage, and I wanted to let it out, but after I did, I felt so stupid. My hands fell to my side, and I felt so heavy with regret.She stood there, her hands on her cheek, horrified like a child who had just witnessed something horrible. She blinked slowly and couldn't believe what had just happened.I trembled and slammed my fist on the couch. She took a step back, thinking I was going to hit her.“What the fuck?” Her voice cracked. It was a low tone of disbelief. “You hit me!?”“Camilla, I—”She turned away from me, and I felt a pang of guilt. What the fuck have I done?I had tried to control myself but couldn't. I was consumed by a jealous rage, and I blamed her for it. She went to fuck Ziah. I could bet on that with my last cent.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. But the damage was already done. Camilla was quiet, her back still turned to me.She was leaving when I rushed to hold her back and wrapped my arms aro
CamillaI tried and failed to restrain my smile when I overheard Lisa fuming at Paul.She was saying that I didn't deserve to release a single so early in my career and that no one ever got such luck.Lisa was a jealous sadist, and at the same time, she wasn't wrong. I was too lucky to have found Paul, who cherished my musical talent and gave me a chance.I covered my face with my bag and warmth spread through my body, satisfied that Lisa couldn't stop Paul from helping me. I didn't understand why she was so bitter and consumed by jealousy.It was ironic that she felt envious of my success when she had her own unique voice and sang better than me. I counted my good fortune and intended to milk my success for as long as possible, and Lisa would need to get ready for more.Oops. She shot me a 'you'll pay for this' look. My heartbeat quickened as she turned on her heel and walked away.“Whoa, that was some glare,” I said to Paul, who was smiling and opening his bottle of water."What ex
CamillaHours turned into a day, and I was super uncomfortable and uneasy in George's house. Fortunately, he didn't ask for a blowjob or sex, and I was glad he wasn't entirely stupid. He worked from home and sat behind his desk all day, and his mom had gone to a convention, which suited me fine. After spending the day by myself, George came downstairs in the evening when I was watching TV. I became uncomfortable and sat up, eyeing him warily.“Baby, let's go shopping. I want to spoil you with the finer things in life. He walked over, put his arm around my shoulders, and hugged me tight. His lips were on mine, and before I could get out an objection, his fingers were stroking my hair.He kept kissing my neck, and I fought the urge to gag. He stopped and looked at me expectantly.“You should be resting. Don't worry about me,” I said, looking down at my hands fidgeting on my lap. “And I think I should go home now. I'm not comfortable staying here anymore."“I insist,” he said and leane
"She's with her boyfriend, the doctor."Vespa's tongue went limp, and when I gave her a summarized version of all that has been going on with Camilla and George, her eyes doubled in size."He sounds very manipulative. I don't think Camilla should be with him if she doesn't want to. The fact that she rejected his proposal is enough warning.""Grandma said if she leaves him, he'll kill himself. Camilla must be feeling guilty and feels that it's her obligation to take care of him.""That can never be me," Vespa said under her breath, and I nudged her playfully.When Kai called for a meeting, I knew he was about to enact some stupid rule that would only favor himself. I stared at him blandly and watched as Grandma Zora sat in her favorite chair."This had better be quick. I have a show to attend," Zeke said. "Fine," Kai said, rising. "As you all know, Vespa's coronation is near. She has decided to reject two people, and we know who they are." His voice was commanding and final and he gl
ZiahThe silence in the house was deafening, it felt like a heavy emptiness that echoed through every room. My heart felt just as hollow, like something was missing, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. It was like I was searching for something, but I didn't know what I was looking for, or maybe I just didn't want to admit it to myself.I was stuck in a funk, waiting for Vespa's return after five long days away with Kai. But instead of excitement, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Camilla.Camilla…Even the mere mention of her name turned me on. I couldn't shake her off, no matter how hard I tried. I let out a frustrated sigh and gazed out the window, watching the trees sway in the breeze. It was like my heart had a mind of its own, stubbornly fixated on someone who wasn't even meant to be mine. I wondered if Camilla had cast some sort of spell on me - how else could I explain this crazy, all-consuming attraction? It defied all logic, especially since I already had