ALPHA'S HATED MATE.
Santiago’s POV
I had to pick up the girls from school today because of a fire that I’m 100% without a single doubt sure Mirabelle and Racheal started, they have never been caught doing this but I know they do it their laughter and the smell of smoke on one of them always gives them away.
Camilla sat in the front passenger seat, she wasn’t too happy about the fire, she actually likes learning school is her thing.
She’s been scrolling through her phone the entire ride while Racheal and Mirabelle had one of their conversations that I can never seem to make sense of, they tried to include Camilla in it and she’d respond with her usual one word-two worded answers. I have to say Camilla scares me more than Adrian ever will because I never know what she’s thinking. She's easy to read only because she wants to be, she calculates her every action unlike the reckless hurricane Adrian is.
I nudge her softly, “Hey cupcake, why the sad face?”
“Nothing, I just have cramps.”
“You’re lying.” I tell her so she knows I can see through her. I was trained to detect a lie from miles away and her effort when she lies is exceptional. It's like she’s trained to lie about her emotions.
“I miss Dark Moon.” She murmurs, her voice heavy with sorrow.
“I thought you liked it here.”
She shakes her head, “I do, but-”
“I know.” I say cutting her off, “I will talk to him and see if you can go there for a few days okay?”
“Thanks.” She smiles genuinely.
We didn’t tell Camilla she’s allowed to go to Dark Moon whenever she wants because I wanted her to adjust to here and practice the rule where you can’t contact your old pack unless it’s business or approved by your Alpha.
Adrian and Ryan both agreed Camilla is the only connection they can have and we- I mean to say Alpha Ryan and I. We trust her completely and I think it will make her happy to see them again.
The first place the girls go when we get to the pack house is the kitchen, each grabs a water and a snack before heading to their room.
Racheal opens the fridge and tosses Belle and Cami a redbull each. I want to raise questions but I don't. Instead I signal Camilla to follow me. I know he’s in his room because he must have gotten back thirty minutes earlier than me from his errands.
When I open his bedroom door I’m not a little shocked by what I see, he’s with Claudia in there, he never brings his whores to this bedroom, it’s the bedroom he is supposed to share with his Luna, Camilla.
I turn to look at Camilla and she runs, dropping her bag to the floor before she does. I clear my throat and Claudia pulls her dress down and leaves, Adrian could at least have the decency to lock his door heck he shouldn’t even be with some blonde whore in this room it’s sacred.
I seem to lose my temper and in a second fist collides with Adrian’s pretty-boy face.
His hand comes to his mouth, “What the fuck Tiago?” He growls, and I know he can taste his blood in his mouth.
“Why the fuck was Claudia in here?”
“Not sure when I started explaining my sex life to you but it needs to stop, you need to mind your business!”
“That is exactly what I plan on doing. Starting right now I’m done helping with Camilla. She's been here practically two months or three and you haven’t noticed how unhappy your mate is. She hasn’t laughed at all no matter how funny the joke, she just fakes a smile. What the fuck has gotten into you, can’t you make the effort to be a good mate even just a little? Why didn’t you just leave her at Black Moon Pack? Why did we get her from the Veterans if you’re not going to at least try for her?”
“She wasn’t happy there, she was in pain.” He counters.
“Oh and you think she’s happy here? Open your eyes she’s in more pain here than there. You act like she doesn’t exist, you don’t even want to get to know her like I did or like Rachel and Mirabelle did. They made an effort and look like they like her and you know those two brats don’t like anyone but themselves. She’s the sweetest girl you’ll ever meet and you’ll regret all this crap one day if you don’t get your act together I mean just look at her she’s missing home and on top of it she had to see you with Claudia, imagine how you’d feel if you saw her with another man and don’t give me that you don’t care crap because I know she’s reason you prefer blondes these days.”
He nods at me, “Okay.”
“Okay what?” I snap.
“I will try not to do things in front of her.”
Really? He thinks that will do? I am getting tired of him and his bullshit.
I grab Camilla’s bag off the floor, “I’m going to mind my business so you take this-” I toss her bag to him and smirk. “It’s your job to look after your mate, not mine.”
“Alright.” He growls catching it.
“That’s it.”
He slides on a shirt and goes to her room that she decorated after I pressured her to add something to make it her own, added little butterfly stickers on the wall, and wrote the words ‘Love, Hope and Faith’ adjacent to the butterflies. I hang on the doorframe when Adrian goes in, she’s sitting on her bed.
“Hey.” He begins tossing her bag on the bed. Adrian is like a child when it comes to comforting he knows nothing, his way of comforting our sisters is killing or torturing whoever pissed them off or better yet buying them off but he knows he can’t do that with Camilla because.
A: she’s not materialistic
B: he is the one torturing and hurting her.
It’s kinda hard to kill himself, he's too narcissistic to do that.
“Look I’m sorry you had to see that.” She sobs, shaking her head, that’s Camilla for you. A simple leave me alone but she can’t say it to him because he scares the living daylight out of her.
He kneels in front of her, “Don’t cry, my Wolf gets mad.” He sighs, wipes her tears away, she flinches from his touch and he doesn’t try again, instead, he sits next to her. “I know you miss your old pack but you belong here now. Even though I don’t like it you belong here and I am sorry you have me for a-err a mate.”
His apology is genuine, the word Mate on his tongue taste’s venomous, he hates it. “I rarely say this but sorry you deserve better than me and I can’t be the Mate you want or deserve.” He says rising before he leaves, he doesn’t look at me on his way out. He’s making progress.
I knock on the door frame and she sniffs looking at me. “Can I come in?” I ask her, she hesitates but nods. I make my way in.
“Are you alright?”
Looking up at me she sniffs, “No, why doesn’t he like me is it because I’m ugly does he-”
“Nah he’s just a fool.” I interrupt her because I can't hear any more blame on herself.
“Why does he loath and reject me?”
“He hasn’t rejected you.” I argue because he is smarter than that, rejecting her would mean both of them dying and Adrian is too narcissistic to sign himself up for death.
She shakes her head, tears streaming down her face. “He might have not said it out loud, but he doesn’t want me.”
“Deep down in that dark place that holds his heart, he does want you and he is scared of getting attached to you because he thinks he’ll lose you and also because he feels he doesn’t deserve it like he said.
But if you show him there’s no need to be scared, Adrian is just looking out for himself. He is protecting himself from another heartbreak and in the process he will hurt you but if you show him he’ll be okay, you’ll be happy together.”
She shakes her head wiping her eyes. “I am going to leave you to relax.” I tell her leaving.
The entire day goes by slowly mostly because Camilla stays in her room and I keep Mirabelle from bothering her.
Adrian had the chefs that were cooking today to make her favorite dishes which was hard because her favorite desert can only be made with strawberries from the Royal Garden, they are the best strawberries of all time and Adrian made sure someone went there and well even though the person hasn’t made it back yet because it’s pretty far driving there, he will make sure Camilla has the strawberry cake.
I called Emily, a friend of mine who likes to suck my dick and let me pound in her pussy to get my mind off the day I had plus she’s a no feelings attached type of girl.
I’m just helping her get her daily vitamin D while her mate is studying to create a better future for her as he screws his college friends. Emily is one of many but we have a connection. She's my ‘Angel’.
“Here you go Em.” I say handing her a glass of water. Emily smiles while taking the glass. “Not going to cross my name off a list this time?” I tease because she has a list of the boys whose virginity she takes and mine was crossed off long ago, when she had my heart.
“You know, you are my favorite male creature and not even Marcus will change that, no matter how great in bed or whatever.”
I lean into her and place a kiss on her forehead.
“Like you didn’t just leave your cum in me..” She laughs. “You know Santi-”
Her statement is cut short by screams, piercing screams accompanied by cries which die out as fast as they came.
“Hold that thought Em.” I tell her sliding some pants on.
“I’m coming too.” She says, wrapping herself in one of the sheets.
We find people outside their rooms, at Camilla’s door to be exact.
Adrian arrives just when I do, he was drinking in his office like he has been the last two hours.
“Who screamed?” He demands.
Mirabelle points to the door, “I think it was Camilla.”
“Everyone back to their rooms, I will handle this.” Everyone clears out except Racheal and Mirabelle.
“Darling, love your hair.” She tells Emily, Emily has been a member of this pack since birth but she comes once in a while, she lives on her university campus now.
“Tell Em all about her hair in your room.” I tell them and just like that they’re gone, easy because Emily takes them.
Adrian twists the key on Camilla’s door and opens it, one of the girls from here must have locked her in as a prank that just got out of hand for her.
“Hey cupcake, what happened?” I ask once we’re inside. I take a look at her, she’s sweating and the fear on her face is evident.
“I had a nightmare and when I woke up, the door wouldn’t open.”
“It’s just a dream.” Adrian snorts, irritated that she’s petrified by a dream. I would like to know Camilla’s story. It seems interesting despite her attempt to mask it by portraying as nothing but a weak human. Something crippled her strength but I see a flicker of it left, she uses it to keep on but it might run out.
I nod, “Adrian is right, go back to sleep and get some rest.”
“Please don’t leave me alone, stay.” She pleads.
“I can’t sleep in your room cupcake, I have a guest.”
“You can stay with me tonight.” Adrian let out a growl offering her his hand and surely I’m taken aback. I blink twice to assure myself I’m not hallucinating anything. “Santiago, are you coming? She obviously wants you to come, she's scared I will eat her.”
“Yea I’m coming.” I swallow, in my mind this is their chance to grow close and like he said he is trying, but only when I speak does Camilla take his hand. I understand her fear of Adrian from what she’s heard but the stories can’t compare to the devil he is that said he’d never hurt her physically, that is, emotionally? Well he has already begun.
“You can sleep in my bed, I will sleep over there.” He gestures to the couch.
“No! I mean let’s sleep together. This bed is big enough, Cami, you can sleep next to Adrian and I will sleep with one eye open to make sure he doesn’t eat you.” I wink at her, making Adrian laugh.
She second guesses getting into the bed she found him with his lover in but Adrian and I watch over her until she falls asleep.
“Reminds me of when we’d check Racheal’s room for monsters and stood watch just to make sure they don’t eat her when she’s asleep.” I chuckle. Adrian always joked Racheal was afraid of monsters but they didn’t live under her bed, the biggest monster watched over her when she slept and that was him but he couldn’t be more wrong, he isn’t the Villain his trauma is.
“No, Racheal had some bite even when she was scared.”
I nod, she did have a bite, always has always will. “I’m off to my room take care of her.” I snort.
He stares at me blankly searching for humor in my words, “Wait-you didn’t think I would stay with you love birds….No I’m busy with Emily she came all the way here on a school night, the least I can do is make it worth her while.”
“You and Em.” He nods.
As I look for an answer fit to explain my fuck buddy situation, Camilla turns in her sleep. “Ryan please..” She murmurs, even in this dream she’s crying. Does she ever not cry? I use her mumbling her brother’s name to piss off Adrian. “Ouch, that must hurt she’s in your bed but she’s thinking of her brother.”
Adrian waves me off, “Just fuck off.”
“Talitha don’t say that.” Camilla murmurs, her voice sounding broken even as she’s deep in death’s dance as Adrian calls it.
“I’m out, but don’t get too wild, there will be no kissing of the sleeping princess you hear?” I tease.
“Fuck off Santiago.” He chuckles, flipping me off.