Filed to story: The Rejected Werewolf Princess (Camilla & Tyson) by Didi Adeyemi >>
As soon as she pulled away from me, she reached out for the infant in my hands. “I haven’t seen this little one yet. She is so beautiful.”
I watched her fawn over my daughter while I turned to Damien. “It isn’t that I am not happy to see you but why are you here?”
I loved my bestfriend and I loved my sister, I knew Camilla would be happy to see them too but there was a huge conflict of interest namely Christine. In the time I had known her, she had become like a sister to me as well and the last thing I wanted to do was cause her more pain. She didn’t speak about it and I didn’t want to push but there was so much that I wanted to know.
“I heard about what happened,” Damien said oblivious to the fact that I was currently thinking of ways to avoid an explosion. “I wanted to come earlier but I needed to make sure things were settled back at the pack. How is Camilla? I also heard about the poison.”
“She is great but Damien, you know why this is a bad idea.”
He let out a deep sigh. “Look, I understand that you need to protect your mate and she is invested in this but I just need all of you to please stay out of it.”
“She isn’t invested, Damien. This concenis every doing.”
“I do, you just have to trust me.”
“You know I trust you but-”
I was cut off by a small squeal of “Uncle Damien.”
Audrey brushed past me and threw herself into Damien’s arms. He embraced her with a wide smile but I couldn’t share in their joy. If Audrey was here then it meant Camilla was and so was- I turned around and Christine stood there with a mix of emotions swirling in her eyes as she took in the scene.
Camilla was standing next to her cousin and she looked like she was unsure of whether she should reach out to her or flee from the scene and I felt the same way. It was almost like stepping into a war zne. There were so many raw emotions that it almost felt Ike I was intruding on something special.
Riley was the first to notice her and she tried to be nice with a small smile. “Hi, Christine, you look good.”
Christine took one look at Riley who was still holding Aurora before turning to me and I was almost thrown back by the intense betrayal in her eyes. She didn’t say a word as she turned on her heels and walked off.
CHRISTINE’S PO.V
I knew I was overreacting, there was no reason for me to be p issed off at Ryker but I couldn’t stop myself. I was angry. I wasn’t really angry at him, I was angry at the situation and I was angry at myself for letting it affect me this much but it was much easier for me to push the blame on Ryker than to admit that I had feelings for a man who clearly was in love with someone else.
“Christine, wait up,” I heard someone call but I didn’t care enough to figure out who it was. I simply spurred my legs to move faster.
I didn’t know where I was going, all I knew was that I wanted to get as far away from Damien and Riley as possible. If Riley was a b itch, it would have made things easier for me but she was nice. I could tell she hated the situation as much as I did and it frustrated me. I needed an outlet for my anger- I needed something.
“Christine,” a hand wrapped around my arm stilling me and I turned to see Ryker. I had expected Camilla to follow me. In the grand scheme of things, I knew he would pick his best friend and sister but it didn’t make things hurt any less. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know they were coming.”
I was taken aback by his apology. That was the last thing I was expecting and it shocked me to my core. I opened and closed my mouth repeatedly for what felt like hours before I cleared my throat and crossed my arms over my chest.
“It doesn’t matter anyway, we are all adults. I can cohabitate with them. It isn’t like there is any bad blood between us,” I didn’t know if I was trying harder to convince him or myself.
“You can cut it with the attitude,” Ryker snapped effectively shutting me up. “I don’t know what the hell is going on between you guys but if none of you is willing to talk about it then we cannot help. What the f**k happened?”
Too much. I didn’t want to think about it. It was all I had thought about since we I met him and realized what he was to me. It was too much and I couldn’t handle any more of it.
I shrugged. “It doesn’t really matter anyway. Just forget about it.”
Ryker loked pi ssed off, like he was going to yell but at the last minute, he ran his hands through his hair in frustration. “This is more than the three of you and I hope you guys can realize that before someone ends up getting hurt.”
“We have it undeer control.”
“If you did then yu wouldn’t have run out looking like someone stepped on your tail,” he retorted and I fell silent. “I care about you, Christine and so does Camilla, please don’t make us choose. This is hard enough as it is and from where I am standing, it is only going to get worse.”
He didn’t give me a chance to answer before he turned on his heels and walked out. I let out a groan and threw the nearest thing which happened to be a book against the wall. It made an unsatisfying thudding sound as it sunk to the ground and I rested my forehead in my hands.
I tried to avoid everyone for the rest of the day. It was not easy but I was determined. If I got a whiff of anyone’s scent, I turned the other way. Camilla tried to talk to me a few times but I wasn’t prepared for her questions. Ryker was the only one who respected my need for space. It wasn’t until evening that I was roped into a conversation I desperately did not want to have.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I did not notice Damien walking towards me until it was too late. I tried to turn around and avoiud him but he wasn’t having it. He rushed up to me and pulled me towards the nearest empty room which so happened to be the private living room. It was dark and I could feel him more than I could see him.
I hated the way my skin pr ickled when he was near and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to get away from him or closer to him. I didn’t want to feel that way about him but he was still my mate seeing as I didn’t have the strength to reject him. I tried to side step him but he blocked the entrance.
“We need to talk,” I hated how he spoke to me like I was a child throwing a tantrum.
“I have nothing to say to you after last time.”