Josie POV
Did I do the right thing by accepting him?
I am now sleeping in the enemy’s den.
My parents were hunters before they died when I was five years old. One night they went hunting and never came back alive. They were killed by werewolves. The police never suspected anything; they assumed they were attacked by wild animals and killed them. The case closed, but we all know what really happened.
I was raised by my uncle when I was fourteen years old. He told me the truth about my parents’ deaths; he told me that supernatural creatures really exist and live among us; they are monsters and threats to our lives; he told me our family is a generation of hunters; we have been hunting those monsters for decades.
I spent my whole life training to revenge my parents’ deaths; I learned how to shoot with all kinds of guns; I learned martial arts.
Killing Camillio was my first mission after training for years, and I failed miserably. I don’t know if it’s a good or bad thing yet, but he showed them that they were not really bad people, and they had been helping humans. I don’t know if he’s telling the truth or if he’s manipulating me.
He told me that I’m his fated mate, that I’m human. I don’t recognize the mate bond, but I feel it when I get a tingle of sensation when he holds my hand or touches me. I liked him; I never wanted to end.
She was worked into a frenzied state of longing unlike anything she had ever felt before by the way his hands roamed over her body possessively and the searing kisses he gave her on her lips and skin.
It seemed so natural to be in his arms, as if I belonged to him and was born to be with him.
He felt like home; he smelled like home.
My gosh !!
When I did start thinking that he’s my home now and my place is with him now,
My uncle will never approve of our relationship; he will announce a war against Camilio, my uncle in the military, and he’s powerful .
What if it hurts Camillio?
whait ! Since when I became concerned about his well-being
fuck !!!
He’s making me confused and lost.
A knock on the door took me out of my train of thought, and Camillio walked inside the room. He looked so fucking gorgeous in his blue navy business suit; his hair was neatly combed, and I felt like running my hand on it and playing with his locks.
“Take a picture; it will last longer,” he teased. Amusement is evident in his beautiful eyes.
I cleared my throat. My cheek is hot from embarrassment. He catches me staring at him.
“What do you want?” I snapped at him, very annoyed with him.
I hate that he has this effect on me.
He chuckles and sits on the bed with me, and with swiftness, he puts me on his lap. He draws his arms around me and sniffs my neck.
“I missed you; you have been on my mind the entire time. I couldn’t concentrate on work, so I left earlier to come and see you.” Help plan a butterfly kiss on my pulse.
“I can’t wait to taste your blood and feed on you,” he said in a husky voice.
“Hold your horses, Dracula! I’m not your snack, and I definitely will never let you turn me into a living corpse. No, thank you”. He laughed wholeheartedly, and his laugh warmed up my heart , it was like music to my ears.
“Damn movies and books have really ruined our reputation with cheesy scripts. I have to hide the wooden sticks and the garlic so you can’t kill me.” He continues to laugh, making me feel stupid.
“Will you stop mocking me?” I hit his chest.
“Okay, okay, I will stop. I came to tell you that we will meet my parents over dinner tonight; they want to meet you.”
“I don’t think I’m ready to meet them yet. What if they don’t like me? Do you think they will accept me when they know that I’m a hunter and I tried to kill you?
“Sush, don’t worry about anything; I’m sure they will like you like I do.” Then he leans forward and captures my mouth with his in a passionate kiss, making me forget about everything.
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I am waiting for Camillio to come down to have dinner with his parents.
Camillio has arranged a luxury evening gown for the dinner; they are royalty; they dressed formerly for dinner.
It’s a long-sleeve black dress with a deep V neck, not showing too much skin, floor length, and a fishtail split.
The dress is simply gorgeous; it hugged my body like a second skin and showed my body lines and curves.
I get my hair down and wear minimal makeup.
“You look so beautiful, babe.” Camilio whistled.
I blushed hard at his compliment. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn’t see him coming.
He took my hand and kissed it.
“Come on, baby, let’s go. My parents are waiting.” he said, offering me his hand.
I nodded, taking his hand, smiling nervously.
On their way to the dining room
She looked around at her ancient surroundings and gasped. The palace was reminiscent of old times; everything screamed royalty: luxurious, grand, and expensive.
The palace looked especially regal with the country’s flags flying and the extra guardsmen.”She admired the refined decor of the halls and rooms. She was drawn to the mystical palace, despite her conscious attempts to stay away.”
The maids escorted them to the dining room. It’s a dignified, elegant room with expansive paintings hanging on the walls and filled with expansive antiques.
There was a huge dining table in the middle, and his parents were already sitting at the table. She glanced at them, and a nervous chill shot through her spine.
We head to the table and greet them. His mother is very beautiful; she looks in her twenties, and his father is an older version of Camillio; he looks in his forties.
“Awe, my son’s mate is so beautiful; he’s lucky to have you.” She gave me a loving hug.
“Come on, let’s have dinner.” His voice was cold.
We take our seats, the maids prepare dinner, and we start eating, engaging ourselves in random topics.
“So, Camillio, when were you going to tell us that your beloved mate tried to kill you?” his father said, giving me daggers.