Camilla's POV
Camilla's POV
My stomach hurts, it's as if I was hit by a truck. Lady Lacey has some spunk and the strength to match it. I wanted to kill at least one of them but I couldn't, there's some rules to that playground. It's rare that someone fights the council and wins, they mostly end up getting what they need by not dying in the introductory two minutes of combat.
I admit I was a little blood thirsty and tasting my own blood always gets me riled up, so when Tate swung at me, my mouth instantly bleeding, Lyka took over. I remember the first time I found out I had a wolf, I was merely six years old, and again, Tee and Mom were the first ones I talked to. Tee had been exhibiting features and a year after Lyka started taking control of me, she got her wolf. It is unheard of that children get their wolf earlier than twelve years so I took wolfsbane from my brother's medicine cabinet and in large doses too.
Lyka disappear but the thirst for blood stayed and I was dragging my parents into my mess. Most times Dad was the one that took care of my mishaps, like squishing my sister's pet snake under my brand new boots and blaming it on anything but me.
Nonetheless, I understand that Lyka is an essential part of my being but today, she wasn't helpful. She sees red and nothing else, I don't know how to control her yet and so, she can overpower me with ease, going straight for inevitable blood spills. I was so close to losing whatever chance I had of getting a pack, and with over a hundred people depending on me, that isn't something we want.
I understand that it takes hard work but I'm going to learn, I will help these people get their lives on track, no one is ever going to walk over them and I will personally see to it that they are safe, healthy and happy, not forgetting unbreakable by everything that broke them in the past. I will turn their weaknesses to strengths in the equivalent way that I flipped my love for Adrian into wrath, wrath that has gotten me this far, helping those that deserve it.
I already picked my sovereignty now all that's left is getting everyone there. I looked for one's that were close to completed or completed and furnished with all necessities. It took me no less than five minutes to see what is to be my pack, I was going to go for a pack on the outskirts of Dark Moon but then, I got my hands on this one. I think it chose me, as far fetched as it sounds, this area chose me, it chose to be the ground on which I build my empire and a goddamn good one it will be.
My favorite thing about the area is that it is far away from all these insufficient and substantial packs. If anything, it is in a different country, the only packs within close range are problematic and within a hour hour radius of the area. The Royals Castle and territory is a two hour drive from the region, not that I plan on socializing with them but packs close to them don't transgress fellow packs. But, most importantly, it's far from Midnight Saints, not as far as I would like but it will have to do. Under rival packs, I listed Midnight Saints are the top, in capital letters with a drawn warning sign. No members of midnight saints are allowed to travel past surrounding areas. As of tomorrow, not only Midnight Saints but also the other five packs I have never liked won't be allowed anywhere near my territory.
My clothes were too bloody after the fight with the central council members, so I had to change. I'm dressed in a loose thrift t-shirt and some leggings Merlina offered me on our way out. I learned while I changed that she is Beta's cousin. She, too like everyone I've spoken to in the last forty-eight hours, spoke highly of him.
Belle made a comment about me not looking as good as I did covered in blood but I ignored it. I do like me covered in blood but only when there are enough games to play with my victim. I remember Adrian's way of killing used to scare me, it scared me because it called to the Camilla I buried long ago, the one I needed all these years.
Belle is walking beside me, with Beta on the other side of her and Emily behind us, chatting up a storm with the people she was imprisoned with. Beta seems chatty, something I didn't peg him for. I'm scared to look at him, I can't hold his gaze, I feel like it burns the windows of my soul, peeking inside to see my afflictions. “Luna, are you always that pushy or this a rarity?” Beta asks, his query directed at me with him indicating it.
I don't respond to his question, I've noticed he gets a kick out of pissing me off. I haven't known him for long but something about the few words we've exchanged has me feeling like we've met before, in a different light, at a different time. I also know he's calling me Luna to spite me, however, I won't give him the satisfaction thereof.
“Usted está requiriendo.” he snorts under his breath, making me itch to respond.
I tell myself, it's not worth it but I end up responding anyway. “Me?” I ask, my figure indicating to me.
His eyes widen, a grin stretching across his lips which has my lips twitching to mirror it. “Usted habla español?”
“Si, yo hago.” I snort, stifling a giggle.
“Veo por que usted esta loca.” he snorts, attaining a smile from me that is accompanied by a shrug. “But you do know killing everyone isn't the solution?” he implores, his gaze burning me without looking directly at me.
I nod, not bothering to look at him. “I know but vuestro bulto lo mereció.”
“Si, Pero ninguna emoción?” he asks, making Belle's gaze shift to me.
I clear my throat, swiping my tongue over my teeth and then I turn to him, instantly meeting his gaze. “I have no emotions, emotions weaken you.” I say, sucking my teeth after. “So, where is your daughter?” I add, desperately seeking a change of conversation.
“Xuiato Pack, with her aunt on her mother's side.” he asserts, his hands reaching into his pocket. I've noticed his tense when he talks about her. He missed his child and as promised, I will return him.
“Aren't you father of the year, suffering in silence after handing her over to the woman whose sister abandoned her. Sleek move Beta, sleek.” I taunt, half quizzical and half pressing.
“There is something deeply wrong with you Luna,” he snorts, shaking his head.
“Yea, but call me that one more time and you will join your Alpha soon but I promised to give your daughter back to you so I can kill after we get her. However, I don't kill in front of kids so we will have a dilemma and today is an exception.” I tell him, making sure he understands the only reason I murdered so many people in front of kids was because it had to be done, there was no other way. After going back and forth with Beta, I call out to Mirabelle, who is standing behind me, talking to someone. It takes a minute before she responds but when she does, she looks pale.
“I need you to take everyone to Silverline,” I tell her. The name I chose for my pack sliding off my tongue with ease. I wanted to give it a meaningful name like ancient packs such as Dark Moon. Silverline was best because this park is exactly that for these people, a silver lining at the end of the hurricane.
Mirabelle scowls at me, “I don't know where that is.”
“Our new home, Silverline A.K.A the devil's playground.” I grin, my hand caressing the loose strands of her hair. She tenses, I've noticed this new reaction to me and I hope it passes, I need her to help me through my phases, she's to be my string rock and that can't happen if she fears me like this.
“Please do that for me, I will be back once I get Beta, his daughter.” I say, handing her the map and papers to the packgrounds.
“I don't need you to do that but you insist and seem to not understand resistance so yep.” Beta snorts, popping the P at the end.
“You can return her if you want but I'm getting her as promised, I don't break promises.” I counter.
“Why are you so stubborn?” he groans.
“Hmm,” I sigh, pretending to ponder over his question. “ Perhaps you're the stubborn one, have you thought of that?”
“Are you accusing me of stubbornness?” he gasps, dramatically taken aback.
“Hmmm,” I pause, pretending to ponder for a few seconds. “No, I'm not accusing you. You truly are stubborn.” I tell him firmly.
He chuckles, rolling his eyes at me, “Say's the woman that won't reason with anyone.”
I bite my lips, my arms crossing over my chest like an enraged child which is exactly what I'm acting like right now. How is he making me break character? I'm not supposed to be arguing over petty matters with the Beta whose pack I yearned to burn down to the ground. I'm an Alpha now but that seems to slip my mind the second that Kingston speaks to me.
Mirabelle laughs at my action, her eyes glinting with joy for an instant, I like that. She rolls the map I had given her and looks around, “Well, I'll take everyone to Silverline and you can continue to argue.”
I roll my eyes, “Alright, just be safe please. I'll be there by sunrise tomorrow, I'm sure.”
Mirabelle nods, “What do we do when we get there?”
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