Kingston's POV continues
Someone? I chuckle, “Was that someone you Beautiful?”
Her jaw drops, her finger pointing to me warningly. “Shut up,” she demands.
In response, I grab her finger. “Wrong person Alpha, I'm not scared of you.” I whisper, my hand pulling her finger up to my mouth where I lick it.
Camilla instantly pulls it away, jerking it with her entire body. “Ew, motherfucker–what the fuck? What the fuck Beta?!” she screams, still wanking her finger.
“Relax, it's not poison.” I laugh, leaning against the wall behind me as I enjoy her reaction to me licking her finger. I honestly don't reckon why I just did that but I don't regret it either, the reaction I earned out of it is to die for. I'm laughing so hard, the muscles in my stomach are contracting to the point where it's beginning to hurt when I laugh more.
Camilla stops jerking the finger, her furrowed expression shooting daggers at me.“You are lucky I am late for my errand,” she murmurs, walking away from me furiously.
I like to rile her up but getting her mad isn't fun for me either, it's not always cute, like right now. I follow shortly behind her, racing up to her on the staircase.
“If I may ask, where is my favorite Alpha going?”
“Kindred East with her Beta,” Camilla replies softly. All her anger from a minute ago is gone.
Oh, so this is who I'm going with to the meeting, I won't lie, I wasn't aware but I rather do enjoy seeing her in business mode, the way she negotiates is hands down the best I've ever seen. She will undoubtedly make a good lawyer, perhaps better than me, and I'm the best there is.
Jenna, Emily, and Kendall are at the bottom of the staircase, with Mirabelle in front of them. When Mirabelle discerns our presence, probably because of the snort I let out once Camilla said she was going to Kindred East with Mirabelle.
“Oh my God,” she grins. “You guys look nice, are you going on a date?” she asks, slanting her head towards us.
Camilla halts on the last step in the staircase, with me exceeding it, now beside Mirabelle. “No ” She replies sternly, her gaze settling on me.
It takes me a minute to notice all four women are glaring at me, awaiting my answer. “Of course I mean no too,” I tell them, my hand gesturing to Camilla.
“Why is it that I'm getting the feeling you're not going to Kindred East with me?” Camilla asks, an eyebrow raised at Mirabelle who nods.
“Yea,” she hisses. “See, I have a lot of work today so you get to go with Kingston.” she grins, her hands indicating to me as if she just opened a surprise jack in the box, to which I add jazz hands.
Camilla shakes her head, making me grin. Mirabelle nods, “He is free and the best stand-in I could find.”
Camilla rolls her eyes, “Jenna.” she calls out, “Keys to the black jaguar, now.” she tells her, her gaze zeroed in on me.
Jenna is quick to move, Kendall joining her in the search for Camilla's keys.
“What do you need a car for? I'll drive you.” I offer, to which she declines with an inaudible no. “Okay, waste your fuel.” I snort.
“Exactly, my fuel. So don't tell me what to do with it,” she counter, making Mirabelle sigh in response, mumbling her usual "here we go again."
“There is the Alpha we all love, so fucking controlling.” I tell her.
“I am not controlling, I'm a leader, a ruler and not controlling.” she argues.
“Mmm, controlling.” I taunt, leaning into her slightly as I say it.
Jenna emerges with the keys, offering them to Camilla who takes them without glancing at her because she's too busy shooting knives at me with her gaze.
“Jenna, Emily, am I controlling?” she asks, her gaze veering to the girls.Both girls shake their heads.
“No, Alpha, you're not a dictator.” Emily notifies her.
Of course she isn't, I'm just trying to get on her nerves a little bit more in preparation for the meeting and judging by the way she scowls at me, it’s working. “Yes, she is not a tyrant but she is controlling,” I say, my gaze veering to Emily for a second before drifting back to Camilla. “Don't be scared to tell her the truth, she won't kill you without cause, she's a fair Alpha, very controlling still.” I grin.
“Belle?” Camilla rasps, glaring at me with pure annoyance.
“I will not be a part of this shit,” Mirabelle counters instantly, her hand gesturing to us in a circular motion. “And, don't involve the pack memebers in your contentions, it's between the two of you.” she asserts, her gaze shifting to Emily and Jenna. “Come on you two, let's get some work done. Alpha and her Chief Trainer can work out their own skirmishes.”
“Unbelievable!” Camilla says, her arms dropping in defeat as she storms out, stomping her feet, her heels clicking extra loud with the floor.
Mirabelle shakes her head at me and I shrug, she has warned me several times not to piss her best friend off but I just can't seem to stop bothering her, it ignites a fire in her eyes, one I saw when she had Hayden at her mercy, it was incredible, so incredible it burned down Takishini. I love that fire, I'm addicted to that fire, not only is it the only reaction I can get out of her, it's the most vital to my exhilaration. Once she's out of sight, I follow hurriedly behind her, only to find her in her car, checking the mirrors. I too go into mine, waiting for her to gear up her own car so we can race. I don't need to ask her if we can race, it's one of those things that come naturally for us, competition.
We have the urge to compete with each other at every opportunity we get, I mostly do it to piss her off but she does it to prove she can beat me, to prove she can be better than the best if she tries. Most of the time, we end up tired but Camilla knows no loss, even a draw isn't good enough but if I ever let her win, she would know it.
She's an amazing woman, she has me toiling on my toes half of our rivalries but still, I wish she knew she was good enough, more than good enough. I don't know her story but I know the main character in it and honestly, I'm not a fan of him. Whatever he did to Camilla, if she never finds closure or the peace she needs to entirely be happy, I will begin to wonder if there is a God up there.