Camila Castello.Perhaps, it was stupid of me to trust Cassain, the Vampire King and plead him to provide protection for me in his Kingdom, especially not in a place where I’d be surrounded by blood thirsty vampires whose favorite blood is that from a person. But, I’d rather take my chances with that, and put my trust in Maya who said he won’t do me any harm, for the sake of my child. Somehow, he paid heed to pleading, I don’t know how, but he listened to my pleas and actually took me in. He didn’t ask any further questions on what happened or why I’m on the run, nor did I ask questions as to why he was there on Wolf lands when he’s rumored to never leave his castle. Following that, very few words were exchanged between us. Starting with him catching an animal on me to feed on to satiate my hunger, he carried on our little trip to his Kingdom. It’s far from the Werewolf Kingdom, and even in wolf form, it would take one months—around two to do so. But, Werewolf speed stands nothing a
7 YEARS LATER.Camila Castello. I take it back. Cassain Gregory is a ruthless son of a bitch. My body went flying across the field like a ragdoll, my back hitting the bark of a tree and the breath in me got knocked out for that brief second, a hand wrapped around my neck tightly, cutting air supply though not enough to kill me, but enough to make me surrender or at least, show who has triumphed. Those all too familiar red irises met mine, amusement twinkling in them while the corners of his lips tiled upwards into a small, victorious smile. “I win.” Cassain declared, before pulling his hands off my neck, allowing me to drop on the floor. Unlike before though, I didn’t fall on my back. Rather, I fell on one leg and one knee, which is an improvement on my part as I coughed, trying to regain my normal breathing. My eyes burnt slightly from unshed tears, wired along with the cut off source of air, but I blinked them back. I flicked my head up, my eyes narrowed in slits at the man sta
Camila Castello.“Luna!” I got down on my knees, just in time my daughter came bouncing into my open, and awaiting arms. The moment she was safely in my hold, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close to me. I placed my head on hers, taking a whiff of her scent that always calm me down, while her small arms wrapped around my neck. “My baby,” I cooed. Pulling back to keep her at arms-length, I playfully narrowed my eyes at her, “Tell me,” My hand went to her head, patting down the few tendrils that escaped the neat pigtails. “Have you been good to Uncle Salazar and Aunt Ria?” I asked, referring to Joana’s parents, whom have been acting as god parents to the little girl in my absence. Luna’s small lips slanted upwards into a mischievous smile as she feigned a look of thought. “Uhm…” She then bobbed her shoulders, a small chuckle escaping. “…maybe?” If possible, my eyes narrowed even more because her saying that only means she’s given the two a tough time—an action she’s way too
Camila Castello.Regardless of my earlier thought though, I’ve come to one conclusion. Cassain Gregory is a friend, not a foe. He’s spent seven years making me believe so. And I whole heartily do. And if there’s one thing I understood after spending seven years with them, then it’s that I may have gotten myself a new family—one that have accepted Luna and I despite not without qualms. Sure, it took Salazar a while to warm up to me, but in all fairness, I wasn’t expecting him nor the others to accept me with open arms. Sure, Vampires and Werewolves have a peace treaty, but it has only stand for so long because each stayed in their own territory, mingling only when extremely necessary. I’m honestly even surprised the King allowed Klaus to stay by his side all those years. Ria was more accepting, and has also helped me throughout my pregnancy—while Joana lit up our days with her sunny presence. She’s grown to be an elder sister to Luna, despite them not being related in any way. They
Camila Castello. Adrian Moretti on the same team as Klaus—I’d be stupid to not see what this means. Klaus, Late King’s right hand man and the same person on the same boat my packs’ massacre—the same person that spoke of sacrificing my child for whatever voodoo shit they had planned, on the same team as Adrian. I’d be honest with you—in these past seven years, I had considered giving him the benefit of doubt. The one I had my hatred most directed towards was The King, for I felt he’s the root of all the problems—he’s the evilest one and perhaps, Adrian and I were simply collateral damage. It doesn’t mean I don’t hate him as well. I just thought he’s a little bit better than the old man. I should’ve known better. For him to be on the same team as Klaus, there’s no denying it—perhaps, he’s the mastermind behind it all. And the knowledge that he’s the one my hatred should’ve been directed towards all the time rammed into me like a truck. It knocked the breath right out of me. “Are you
Camila Castello.Cassain has been avoiding me and I don’t blame him. I’m still very much embarrassed that I genuinely prefer he was keeping his distance—I would’ve done so too. I didn’t know how I could look him in the eyes again, after attempting to kiss him shamelessly like that when I very much know he’s still not over his mate. However, after the first few days eventually transitioned into a week, my embarrassment has just about been thrown out the window and replaced with frustration, and I was seconds away from storming into his study where he’s been hiding himself, and apologizing just so the awkwardness between us would go away. I didn’t realize I’ve grown so close to him until then. In the past seven years, there’s never been a day where we weren’t together, or much less, didn’t talk. It’s not like he had issues to attend outside his Kingdom—I mean he does, but in his words, he’s reached the age where he need not attend every event, not when he’s attended countless ones bef
Camila Castello.“A summit?” My brows furrowed in confusion, wondering why the sudden need for one and why they would be invited. If he wanted to have a summit, why not have it with just the people in his Kingdom? Why bother to invite Cassain and his people? I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything of such ever taking place before? Wherever there’s something going on one side, the other doesn’t get involved. So, why the sudden change this time around? Could it because it’s a new King? If so then can he change traditions that’s been ongoing for generations? I doubt Cassain would just agree to that—knowing him, he is heavy on traditions and stuff, at least, those of that sort that will disrupt his one-man alone time peace. It will be too bothersome for him to be invited out like that. So, why? Ria nodded, confirming the words I had inquired. “Yes, a summit.” So, I did hear her right. “King Adrian is hosting a joint Summit, and our presence is highly important.” “But, why?” That’s what
Camila Castello.There was something about Cassain I realized during my first few weeks in the Vampire Kingdom. He would lock himself up in his study for hours, refusing to see anyone, not allowing anyone in past those walls he built around himself. He kind of secluded himself away, wallowing in whatever reason he had decided to detach himself away. Then one fateful night, when out of curiosity of not seeing him the entire day, I decided to check up on him in his study. So, I knocked, for like I said, it was still the early days and I wasn’t completely friends, or even that close to him or anything—I was around 2 months in and was still in the first trimester, so it’s a fragile state for me and all. I knocked on the door, and waited for his response, but I got none. I knocked again, and when I didn’t get a response, I got worried. And out of that worry, I pushed the door open and rushed in, already imagining the worst. However, much to my astonishment, he wasn’t hurt in anyway, at l
80- “EPILOGUE.”Camilla Castello.‘Can’t wait to see you walking down the aisle. Happy wedding day, My Queen.’ A smile made its way on my face as I read the message he had attached to the flowers he had delivered to my room while I was getting ready for our big day. And as I plucked the perfectly settled card in between the flowers, a wave of déjà vu hit me as I am reminded of our wedding ten years ago, the wedding that never took place.Now, who would have thought? Five months into Adrian proposing to me and four months into me agreeing to come back to the Kingdom, we are finally tying the knot for real, and I am to be his lawful wife? Who would have thought really?Except that feeling of déjà vu did not linger much, because the setting of our wedding is not like before and a lot has changed since that. Now, a feeling of anticipation and eagerness settled within me, all too giddy about the ceremony up ahead. And, as I stood in front of the full length mirror, giving myself a onceover
79- “Embracing the Good.”Camilla Castello.“Adrian,” I breathed out, pulling myself away from him as I sat up, then turned my head around just in time to see him get up to a sitting position as well, his own expression serious. I brought my lower lip between my teeth, nibbling it before I sighed once again, my expression softening. “I do not think that is a good idea.”The past few days we have spent together have been nothing short of blissful, I admit. And if I am to be greedy one more time, I would wish for what we have ongoing to remain in the human world alone and not go back to where we had left. But, I knew it was all just wishful thinking, I have known for the longest time. I just did not want to acknowledge it, wanting to live in this dream of mine a little longer before I would have to face reality. The reality where Adrian cannot live in the human world for he has greater responsibilities back at the Kingdom, and he cannot stay away for long.I have thought long and hard a
Adrian Moretti’s POV.Her breath was a soft gasp against my ear, the sound sending a shiver down my spine as sparks flew from the contact, all taking root from the mate bone. I held her close, feeling the heat of her skin against mine, her pulse racing beneath my fingertips and the feel of her warm body against mine.. The world had zeroed to this moment, the feel of her body moving with mine, the low hum of her voice barely audible between her ragged breaths. Fuck I love this woman and I miss the feel of her.“Adrian…” she whispered, my name falling from her lips like a plea, and I answered her with a growl, pulling her even closer, if that were possible. I am barely keeping my wolf in check from taking over.I could feel the tension building between us, her body trembling under my touch, my own pulse thundering in my ears. Every muscle in my body was strung tight, and I knew neither of us would last much longer. But hell do I want this with her, more than anything.Her nails raked do
77- “Making Claims.”Camilla Castello.My smile widened slightly, the correction jogging my memory from the day before, out of fondness, “Simon,” I corrected myself, nodding my head slowly as I tapped in the input, ready to take his order. Meeting his gaze again, I offered him a slight smile. “What will be your order today, Simon?”His expression seemed relieved, as if glad I had gone along with his name rather than the formality from earlier. “the same as yesterday,” he stated, without so much as a glance in the direction of the menu. “Your choices from yesterday proved to be very much welcomed truly.”“My choices?” My brows drew in, “You picked what you wanted. I merely hinted you being British.”“Which is not far off,” He pointed out, his tone knowing and teasing.I chuckled slightly, then nodded in agreement. “Which is not far off.” I agreed, then tapped in his orders same as yesterday, glad I could remember them all. Once I had done so, I looked up to hold his gaze again. “It wil
76- “Blissful Moments.”Camilla Castello.Adrian stayed true to his words about taking Luna to school, but of course, after getting his change of outfit brought by Caleb and showering. Some how, he actually managed to make it on time before Luna wakes up and gets ready. He even took the liberty of making breakfast for all of us, making me just sit on the stool and watch as he went about his work in the kitchen.I could not help but look at him in surprise, as Luna was getting ready while he and I were in the kitchen, with him handling the breakfast as he had promised. “Since when have you been one to know your way around the kitchen?” I asked, drawing my robe closer to my body as I crossed my arms over my torso, staring at him with furrowed brows. “Last I remember, you cannot do anything in the kitchen.” And that is the truth, cooking is not his forte, it has never been. The Adrian I remember cannot go into the kitchen and turn on the gas cooker without burning the kitchen down.This
Camilla Castello’s POVI stirred awake to the sensation of soft, lingering kisses trailing down my neck. For a second, I was a bit confused as to what is going on since I have grown accustomed to waking up alone in my bed, but a familiar scent registered in my mind, and the memories of last night came pouring in, making a small, soft smile take over my featured as I felt nothing other than satisfaction.There were no regrets whatsoever.My body responded instinctively, arching slightly as warmth spread from where his lips touched, the tingles returning reminding me of our newly renounced mate bond. My eyes fluttered open, and I turned my head to find Adrian already hovering above me, his dark eyes filled with a familiar intensity that sent a thrill through me."Morning," he murmured, his voice deep and low, sending shivers along my spine. His eyes, those familiar forest green orbs were now dark and hooded, desire swirling in them new compared to last night. Knots formed within me, hea
74- “Skins In Silk.”Camilla Castello.I do not know why I did it, but there was no ounce of regret in me. One minute, I was staring at him as he rambled on about wanting us to rekindle our relationship and start all over on a fresh slate, and how we wasted ten years of our lives for waste just like that, and I could not help but agree with him. For the first time in a long time, I decided to just let go of every thing and screw it, and the next minute I found myself kissing him. He seemed taken aback for a second, but he quickly recovered, his arms wrapping round me back as he kissed me feverishly, more sensuously.I found myself sitting on his lab, straddling him as we continued our kiss—the sound of heavy breaths filling the air of the room. One of his hands remained on my waist, grasping it tightly while the other slipped to my hair, pulling softly at its root just as mine roamed in his hair.His lips left mine just as I was starting to become breathless, but it trailed downwards,
73- “Winning Her Back.”Adrian Moretti.Three years. It has been three years since Camilla disappeared from the supernatural realm, and the reason is not entirely unknown. At this point, it already well known that Cassain, the Vampire King’s mate has returned, and that their love story has continued from where it stopped. Where she has been since her ‘death’ and why she chose to return then of all times when the relationship between Cassain and Camilla is picking up remains a mystery, but it is already known that it is the reason Camilla went missing.Every one else thinks Cassain has forgotten her, but I know otherwise. He has still been looking for her, and has found her even. He just did not show up, knowing she would not want to see him, and I could not blame her.It is kind of the same with me as well. It has been three years since she and I officially met—and why I say officially is, unlike Cassain, I do not exactly have the patience to know where she is and not visit her. In ev
72- “Perfect Strangers.”Camilla Castello.I brought the first aid kit with so many question running through my head. It got answered to a certain extent when I brought it to him and he gestured for me to sit down while he got on his feet, taking a hold of the kit and placing it on the coffee table beside us.I could only stare at him with drawn in brows and question swirling in my orbs. I watched as he opened the first aid kit, pulling out some essentials and then turned around to look at me, his expression unmoved. “Let me see your wound,” He said.If possible, my frown deepened, “What?” His words caught me slightly off guard, though a part of me did expect this much when he mentioned the first aid kit thing because it does not seem like he is injured whatsoever.“Your shirt,” he stated, his tone calm, but stern at the same time. “Take it off.”Subconsciously, I wrapped my hand around my self, my eyes narrowed at him slightly as if to silently question whether he knows what he is sa