Camilla's POV
Camilla's POV
Adrian's words hurt me but when he said he hates me, that was a stab wound no one can fix. I cried in my room for an hour alone. Santiago and Mirabelle wanted to come in but I told them I wanted to be alone for sometime. I don't remember much from the stairs because I almost blacked out and lost my mind with her. Adrian wanted me to go and wear my shoes, that was when I ran into Angel, she was alone. Our conversation started with an innocent hey and the next thing I remember is her throwing jabs at me for not being good enough for Adrian or his seed. I admit, I told her I was going to kill her if she didn't stop harassing me which she didn't but once I planned on executing that threat, I wasn't going to do anything to her, I was simply letting out in outrage.
I don't understand why Adrian doesn't believe me or why Angel would risk her life precisely to make me the bad guy. Any person in Adrian's shoes wouldn't believe me but Santiago and Belle believe me, so why doesn't he?
I have asked myself this question over thirty times and there is no wrong or right answer to this. All I know is when he insists something is the truth, I believe him without question but he can't believe me this once? Why not? It's not like I'm one to go around getting revenge on people with life threatening measures, this is exactly what he does not me, he is the one that rips people open for the slightest inconvenience.
The door of my bedroom creaks, someone is trying to open it from the outside with a key. I quickly get to my feet, my hands coming to my face to smear the watery mess everywhere. I know I look like shit, more so after the action.
“Adrian?” I whisper to myself, as the door opens but no. It's not Adrian, it's Michelle, she strides in, not bothering to kick back the door. She's dressed in scrubs, her hair pulled into a neat, sleek ponytail but there's bags under her eyes.
Crossing her arms over her chest she shakes her head, “I know you're stupid but please tell me you're not stupid enough to attack Angel.”
I shake my head in response and she nods, her body tensing, “You can't expect Adrian to be here after what you did.”
What did I do?
Didn't I just tell her I didn't do it? Why doesn't she believe me? Tears begin to sting once again, if my own sister believes I would go to that extent then what can I expect from everyone else.
“I didn't do it Elle, I promise.” I let out, my voice hoarse from the silent sobs I've let out in the past hour.
Michelle nods, “I know you didn't kiddo, you're too weak to do such a bold thing. I only asked to clear that one percent doubt I had when Liliana and Angel both accused you.
“Why doesn't he believe me?” I ask.
Michelle throws her hands in the air, walking to my bed until she's seated comfortably. “Well, you have every motive to want her and that child dead, plus, you threw a jealous fit when you found out she was pregnant. You literally screamed at her and her child's death wish for everyone to hear, I wasn't here but everyone heard you darling.”
I shake my head, my eyes cast to the floor with tears running down my face. Yes, I did say that but I didn't mean it, I understand Adrian is angry but why did he say he hates me? I know he didn't mean it just like I didn't mean it when I wished death on him, Angel and their baby but it still hurt to hear him say that about me. He told me I'm the one that taught him how to love so how is it all of a sudden he hates–
“I had a chat with Alpha Adrian a while ago,” Michelle cuts through my thoughts, my gaze settles on her and she nods, her fingers tapping into the mattress as she gives me her best poker face. “He is absolutely mad at you kiddo, he said I should tell my brother to come and get his baby sister because he is done with putting up with her, he doesn't want you anymore. You are nothing but a nuisance, his words not mine.”
No.
“He didn't mean that, he's just mad. Adrian can't live without me.” I murmur.
“You are covering up for him.” she counters, in response I shake my head immediately, making her sigh. “Oh, fine, he didn't mean it.” She chuckles. “I told you to run the second you stepped into the lion's den but no, you stayed. You thought you could tame the beast and the rest would fall in line but look where you are now.” she sneers, her gaze momentarily drifting to the door. “You are not cut out for this, I was trying to save you from this heartbreak but you speculated I was just being a bitch. I knew something of this sort would transpire sooner or later. Alpha Adrian might have been able to put up an act and pretended to tolerate you much longer or deluded that he didn't care he had the weakest Luna the world had ever seen but someday it would have come to light and today is that day.” she says sternly.
“No, Adrian changed, he loves me.” I cry out, my gaze drifting to the wall, she is the last person I want to look at.
Michelle stands, “Look at me Camilla.” she demands, making me obey her instantly, I shouldn't be obeying her or anyone that isn't my Alpha but the authority in her tone has me obeying her.When I finally look up to her, she nods. “Gullible and stupid that's what you are, he has proven just how much he cares about you by believing Angel who always lies over you that never lies. You are so desperate for him to be this perfect Disney theme boyfriend for you that you always find a way to clear him against all charges. Your brain automatically rules out all the wrong he does and if not, then you conjure up reasons to justify his bullshit. Adrian knows how to run a successful pack but a relationship? He can't fucking do it so tell me, how long are you going to justify his lunacy? When will the final stroll be for you, when he knocks Angel up again or perhaps another girl?”
I don't respond, I don't know how to because looking back at everything, she's right. I'm nothing but a tolerant nincompoop.
“You grew false wings,” she begins, her feet walking in circles. “Angel saw right through those paper wings and clipped them and now you can't fly.” she shrugs.
“Elle,” I call out, my voice low but loud enough for her to hear me. “Why is this happening to me?” I sob.
“I don't know, but I do know Adrian gets what he wants and what he doesn't want, he disposes and right now that's you. He wants me to tell Ryan to get you but who is to say if tomorrow he decides he wants you again, which he will because somehow, you've imprinted on him, he will have you again. That little pea brain will not think twice before coming back to the man that treats you like a goddamn toy that he can choose when to have and discard.” she hisses.
My hand swipes over my nose and sniffs, “But—where should I go? I chose this pack, this is my pack now.”
“Camilla, it was fun while it lasted but I'm sorry. Adrian doesn't want you, he cursed at you but I also don't know where you should go. Ryan will undoubtedly take you back, he loves you so much but I also know he will start a war with us.”
I can still feel the blade of his words cutting me deep, he called me embarrassing and worthless. Many people have called me hurtful words, but coming from Adrian, it all stings so bad.
“Just what is lacking in me?” I rasp.
Michelle sighs, “As your sister, I should say nothing, but if I'm being honest, confidence. You lack a spine. You're a fucking pushover, everyone talks about how weak you are and you know for a fact it bruises Adrian's ego and as if that wasn't enough, Angel put the icing on that cake when she blamed you for the loss of her child.” she shrugs, studying me closely for a reaction. All while she spoke, I was digging my fingernails into my palms, even through the bandages Mirabelle wrapped around them. I do it as a way of keeping the evil wrath at bay and it works, I end up with injured palms but it works.
“What is she doing here?” someone growls, making me flinch before my eyes dart to the doorway.
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