CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CAMILLE’S POV :
As the tears streamed down my face, I sat alone in my prison overwhelmed and helpless. I couldn’t believe how badly I have been treated by the Alpha and his family, not like it’s anything new.
It had been a lot of tough years for me as I struggled with my parents passing and being treated like a waste of space. And it seemed like everything I did was met with criticism and resentment. The Alpha and his famiy seemed to take pleasure in tearing her down and making her feel small and insignificant.
I had always tried to be a good person, to be kind and compassionate and understanding. But no matter how hard i tried, it seemed like i could never do anything right. I had lost count of the number of times i had been called names or put down, and it was starting to take its toll on me.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that i didn’t deserve to be treated this way. I had always tried to be the best version of myself , to be there for others and to support those in need. I had never wished harm on anyone but they keep pushing me and making me get filled up with so much hatred.
As I sat there in the darkness, I began to wonder if I would ever find happiness. I longed for someone to appreciate me for who I am and to treat me with kindness and respect. I want to find my place in the world and to be surrounded by people who cares about me.
But as the tears continued to flow, I knew that I couldn’t wait for someone else to make me happy. I had to find the strength within myself to rise above the negativity and the abuse, and to start building a life that was truly fulfilling.
It wouldn’t be easy, and there would be setbacks and challenges along the way. But I am determined to keep moving forward, to keep fighting for a better future, and to never give up on myself no matter what. I also deserve to be happy, and I was going to do everything in my power to make it happen.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t even know that Alpha Aiden had come, until he cleared his throat and I turned.
I didn’t even show any feelings except asking him why he was here. Why did he even come? To torture me more, like what his family and him has done to me wasn’t enough.
My now reopened wound wasn’t even attended to as it bled and dried up, healing slowly. How cruel could they get.
I don’t want to see his face I told him but of course who was I to give such an order. He asked me a few questions which I had to answer, and I had to prove I was really the warriors daughter.
After everything the unexpected happened and he kissed me and I kissed him back with everything I had.
As soon as my lips touched his, a wave of heat washed over me. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and arousal at the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer as the kiss deepened. I couldn’t even begin to think properly or think about what will happen after.
But as soon as the kiss ended, my happiness was short-lived. As I looked up to him, I saw that he was laughing. It was a deep, throaty laugh that sent a shiver down my spine.
My heart sank as I realized that he was not taking the kiss as seriously as I was. To him, it was just a joke, a way to pass the time and feel up his needs. But to me, it was a sign of his affection, a promise of a future together. What was I even thinking, forgetting everything that had happened?
Feeling embarrassed and hurt, I turned away from him, unable to look him in the eye. I knew that I had submitted reluctantly and made a fool of myself, throwing myself at him like that. How could I have been so naive, so blinded by my own feelings?
As I turned away and laid down, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of regret. I had allowed myself to get swept up in the moment, only to be let down in the end. It was a hard lesson to learn, but one that I would not soon forget.
From this moment on, I will keep my distance from this so called mate of mine , to keep my feelings hidden deep inside or better still try to forget it. I knew that it would be difficult, but it was the only way to protect myself from further heartache.
But will keeping a distance from him work?
Despite my best efforts, however, I couldn’t help but wonder if he would ever see me as more than just a joke. Would he ever take me seriously, love me for who I am or was I doomed to be nothing more than a source of entertainment for him?
Only time would tell, but for now, I have to be strong and move on. It was the only way to survive in the treacherous world of this family.
I laid there on the bed, facing away from him as I didn’t move, as he lingered in the room for a few more moments.
Finally, he seemed to realize that he had overstayed his welcome. He turned and made his way to the gate, his footsteps echoing through the empty room.
I didn’t even turn around to watch him leave or check if he had gone because I could feel it the moment he left, that emptiness.
My heart was still heavy with emotion. I thought that maybe he had finally come back to his senses.
As the gate closed behind him, I was finally left alone once more in the room. It was now that I let the tears stream down my face. I laid here for what seemed like an eternity, it wasn’t like I was going anywhere anytime soon, thoughts swirling around in my head. Eventually, I managed to compose myself enough to calm down and try to forget what just happened