CAMILLE’S POV :
I sobbed uncontrollably as I tried to clean up the mess that had been made of my body, there were slight bruises but they would heal eventually. As I tried to scrub away the evidence of what had happened to me, I couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down my face.
Finally, I collapsed onto the bed, still crying and shaking with fear and pain. I couldn’t believe that this had happened to her, and I felt so alone and vulnerable , I had no say .
ALPHA AIDEN’S POV :
I couldn’t help but smile as I left Camille’s room, feeling satisfied with the power I had just exercised over her. I had forced myself on her, ignoring her cries and pleas for mercy, and had enjoyed the feeling of causing her pain and making her beg for mercy. She deserved it and more and she was very good for it, she will make the perfect toy.
As I walked down to my room, I couldn’t shake the feeling of euphoria that washed over me. I had done what I wanted, and had left the girl crying and battered on the floor, this was just the beginning. I knew I should feel guilty, but all I could think about was the rush I had just experienced.
As I entered my own room to clean up, I couldn’t help but replay the events of what happened in my head. I relived the way the Camille had begged for me to stop, and my desire to control and dominate her.
I knew I had done something wrong, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel guilty. All I cared about was the satisfaction I had just experienced.
“I suddenly remembered that I had to visit my mother in her room this evening,” I thought as I frishened up and headed to her room. I had been so caught up with work and other issues.
As I approached my mother’s room, I heard the sound of laughter and conversation coming from inside. I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I was interrupting something, but then I heard his mother’s voice calling out to him. How she knew I was there.
“Come in, dear,” she said, “I’ve been waiting for you.”
I opened the door and was relieved to see my mother looking much better than the last time I had seen her. She was sitting up in bed, with a friend of hers who had come to visit her.
“Oh, look who’s here!” exclaimed her friend, a jovial woman with a bright smile. “It’s the alpha himself!”
I greeted the woman politely as my attention went back to my mum.
“How are you feeling, Mum?” I asked as I walked over to give her a hug.
“I’m doing much better, thanks to the wonderful care I’ve received here,” she replied, patting my hand. “And It means so much to me to have you here with me.”
I felt a warmth in my heart as I looked at my mother. I wouldn’t want to loose her.
“I’m just glad you’re recovering well,” I said. “I know you’ve been through a lot, but I’m confident you’ll be back to your old self in no time.”
“I have no doubt about that,” she said with a twinkle in her eye. “I’m a fighter, just like my son.”
I grinned and gave her hand a squeeze. Leaving the room to her and her friend to continue their conversation.
I was so glad to see her safe and on the road to recovery. After that I went back to my room to rest for the time being.
CAMILLE’S POV :
As I laid on the bed not moving, exhausted from all the crying, my wolf Lunaris spoke to me.
Camille I can feel your pain and fear,” Luna said. “What happened was not your fault. You did not deserve to be treated that way.”
I closed my eyes, trying to hold back the tears. “I know, Luna,” I whispered. ”
“You’re not alone, Camille” Luna said, her voice filled with determination. “I’m here for you, always. And there are people who care about you and will support you. You don’t have to face this alone. Together, we can find a way out of this darkness. I also felt your pain when it happened but I couldn’t do anything to stop it. I’m sorry” Luna apologized feeling bad and worries but I shook my head.
“No Luna it isn’t your fault that our own mate treated us like that so don’t apologise okay” I told her in a shaky voice.
“Okay, I can help take half of the pain” she suggested but I declined, I don’t want her to suffer too much. I’ll handle it this time.
We were interrupted by the sound of a knock at the door. I quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and scrambled to my feet, rushing to the bathroom to splash water on my face and remove any evidence of crying.
I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself before making my way to the door. My heart raced as I reached for the handle, wondering who could be coming to see me at this time of night.
As I swung the door open, I was met with Miss Clara who was carrying a tray of food.
I had a shocked look on my face. “I didn’t come down for dinner?” I asked, feeling a pang of guilt in my stomach.
“No, you didn’t,” Miss Clara replied with a gentle smile. “But I knew you were probably busy with your work, or something and forgot, so I thought I would bring you something to eat.”
My face softened at her kind gesture. I had always seen her as a mother figure, and the older woman’s concern for my well-being touched me deeply.
“Thank you, I appreciate it,” o said smiling warmly as I quickly took the tray from the her and urged her to come in. I sat down and started eating, I asked Miss Clara if she wanted to join but she said it was only for me.
While eating I got lost in thoughts.
“Camille , Camille” I felt a tap on my shoulder as I jolted up and turned to meet Miss Clara shocked face.
“What’s wrong Camille?” She asked leaving no room for argument. But-