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
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
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
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
Camilla Castello.“I, Beta Garret Winslow, reject you, Camilla Castello as my fated mate.” His eyes stared dead into mine, his voice unwavering. I swallowed down a lump, my hand curling by the side. I managed to voice out a response, my voice surprising coming out stronger than I feel internally. “I, Camilla Castello, daughter of Alpha Derek Castello of BloodHound Pack, accept your rejection.” I promised myself it wasn’t going to hurt, that I was going to suck it up and even be the one to utter those words, but he beat me to it. The fuckard. As if he wasn’t being an ass enough, he dared to stretch his hand and my sly snake of a sister, Anna, stepped into his arm, snuggling close to him, sporting a wicked grin. She clearly enjoyed seeing me in pain, no doubt. She’s always been like that for as long as I can remember, ever since we were kids. She particularly seems fond of making my life hell, she just enjoys it to no end. But, I never thought she’d grow up on that very habit, and
Adrian Moretti.“Oh, Adrian.” Moaned the red haired chick I’m with. I think her name’s Natalie or something? I can’t really recall. She’s not a bad lay, just not a good one as well. I growled, feeling myself about to come undone. Just then, I felt the mind-link open, and the familiar voice of my closest associate came. “My Prince,” Caleb’s voice came, his tone emotionless, as always. “What is it?” I grunted, my eyes flicking close…just a few minutes away. “The Vizier is approaching.” He announced, as he was standing guard outside. “He’ll be here in five seconds max.” I hummed in the mind link, before closing it. I thrusted harder into the red haired chick, and her moans became louder, no doubt bouncing off the walls of the room and resonating outside. I could hear the man’s footsteps, and just like Caleb predicted, it took him exactly five steps to come standing in front of the room. “Prince Adrian,” The old Vizier’s voice permeated past the double doors of the room, the judgi
Camilla Castello.“Take care, Kiddo.” Alex was the only one in my family who bid me farewell, and I could still remember how warm his smile felt. It was the only thing that kept me together. “If anything goes wrong or you feel like you can’t handle it, give me a call, and I’ll come through for you.” I could only nod, then offer him a hug that I had to pull back from, against my will. “I will.” I whispered, knowing Alex is the only one in my family I can count on. The others were nowhere to be seen, as if they couldn’t care less that I’m being sent halfway across the country to marry a useless, playboy of a Prince. “You better get going.” Alex gestured to the awaiting car. “Give me a call when you get there, so I can know you’ve reached there safely.” I couldn’t reply, knowing I would breakdown if I do so I got into the car, and offered him a small wave. I was taken to the airport, where I took a flight to Granada, where the Royal Werewolf Pack is. With its low population, it was
Adrian Moretti. “She’s hot.” I muttered under my breath, watching as my so called bride trained along with a warrior she-wolf out in the lawn. They were sparing, meaning she’s dressed in a half vest and tights that hugged her body, leaving her assets out for me to see. I felt blood rush down there. Fuck, I’ve been feeling that way since she arrived and I first laid eyes on her. She’s been here for about two weeks I think, and not a day comes where I don’t get a glimpse of her, I just choose to avoid her sight till I figure out what to do with her. “Does that mean you accept her as your Princess?” Caleb inquired, and though his tone was bare of any emotion, I knew he was hopeful I’d settle down with this she-wolf. “Don’t be ridiculous.” I waved him off almost instantly. I meant it when I said I’m taking no bride, especially not her. “She’ll be a good lay though. That’s for sure.” I wouldn’t mind getting her in my bed. She should be of some use. Besides, I need to get her out of sys