Sheryl POV continues
“You've grown so much Camilla,” Amaya tells her.
“Sorry your highness, dutchesness, royalness, shitness, or whatever it is but we aren't acquainted with one another so calling me by my name is out of question. I would rather you please refer to me as Alpha Camilla, thank you very much.”
Ouu, I smirk. She's on a roll and I'm certain everyone, Enrique included, is pleased with the backtalk towards Amaya.
If it were to someone else, I myself would be reprimanding her but it's Amaya, and the woman needs to see her attitude on a Camilla sized person, considering she sees nothing wrong with it when she is the one depicting the attitude.
“We have brought you hear because you're almost of age and need to know the truth,” Ethan, my brothers begins to say, only to be interrupted by our uncrowned Princess.
“Hmm, what truth?” she counters, acting too smart and impatient for her own good.”
Cameron sighs, “If you stop talking and listen you'll hear it all.”
Enrique chuckles, “It would also help if you went straight to the point. Camilla can get a little cranky when she doesn't get her way.”
“Dad,” she murmurs, red flashing her cheeks.
“Okay then,” I begin. Sitting up straight in my seat, “Camilla, meet Amaya, Cameron, Carolyn Xavier, Zachary, Stella, Melvin, Christina, Taylor, Ethan, Jason, Diamond and you know the great Enrique Burton and Trisha of course.” I tell her, pointing to each one of them as I introduce them to her, with her nodding at their names.
“So, these are my brothers and sisters that won't respect me as queen but this isn't about me so back to you.” I add, my gaze veering to Cameron, he is more qualified to give this conversation the kick it needs, I tend to fumble unnecessarily when I'm this excited.
“Awesome, ” Camilla nods, “However, what does this have to do with me if I may ask?”
“You my dear, are one of us.” Amaya retorts.
Camilla looks around the table, trying to grasp the clue Amaya dropped which I consider too obvious but our princess is unable to grasp it.
Alas, she turns to Enrique with a frown. “Yes princess, they are your late mother's siblings.” he tells her, stunning her into a state of widened eyes and declined jaw.
“She was my twin,” Amaya says. Her hands fanning her face, they weren't identical but they did look very alike to one another.
“We never told you before because it was her request for it to be a secret till you were of age but things have taken a turn, several turns actually.” Trisha whizzes.
“What the hell?” Camilla mumbles, her gaze veering from person to the other, all across the table.
“Your father, may his soul rest in peace, married my little sister and your mother Arieya.”
Cameron snorts, his foot nudging me under the table. “I think she knows that much about Sheryl.”
I roll my eyes, dramatically throwing my hands up in defeat, Cameron relishes in making me look stupid the moment the door closes from the outside world. “Fine, you tell her genius asshole.”
“Me? No, you knew all her secrets so tell it.” he laughs, relaxing into his chair.
I nod, turning to Camilla as I contemplate where to begin, Arieya wasn't just my sister, she was my best friend. If anyone knows anything about her, it's me and some secrets I'll take to the grave but this one, I have to share. I was the first person she told she was expecting and I remember that joyous day as clear as day, she loved Ezekiel and having their child was a dream come true for her.
Camilla is staring at me anxiously when I begin to speak. “Arieya had a mate before your dad, well she had two mates to say but she could not stand Austen. Yet she was at peace with it, but then she met Ezekiel and it was love at first smack.” I snort, my mind replaying their first meeting but I shake it off, giving my full attention. “She loved your dad more than anything but hated her other mate, they married but Austen wasn't having it, he had her first, he too loved her despite her lack of reciprocity. Arieya rejected him and as you know, once you reject your mate you're both destined to die.” I tell her, earning a slow precise nod from her, her hand still in her father's hand. “I thought all three of them would die but only Austen died, your parents stayed alive. Their love was enough to keep both of them alive, or so we thought. Everything was going great, they had you, they adored you so much, you were heaven to them.”
Camilla shakes her head, her hand smacking the side of her head. “Okay, you're my mom's family and she's dead but why are we reliving the last right? You could have sent me an email with this information rather than going all C.I.A with it, it's not necessary.” she tells me, shaking her head as she speaks, her eyes blank of all emotion as she stares at me.
“It is necessary, you are one of us, your children will be one of us and part shifter of course. You might birth the most powerful being out there one day, as scary as that sound, you will need our help to protect that child or children if need be.” I tell her.
“She's the most powerful shifter there is,” Enrique argues.
Enrique is right, Camilla is the strongest shifter existing right now. Her abilities have been suppressed but still very very exhibited themselves and she concealed them quite easily. She got her wolf from very young, it is unheard of with children to get it younger than twelve but Camilla could shift since she was a year old. It was chaotic, so chaotic that Arieya worried for her daughter's life.
The decision to suppress her abilities until she was of age came from both her biological parents, it was their last wish and we would make sure it was fulfilled. Camilla never fought back, she learnt young her fighting back resulted in more mayhem than the other kids fighting back.
Due to her gentle nature, suppressing the evil within her, she was presumed to be the weakest in the room when in reality, she was stronger than everyone combined. If she wanted to, Camilla can take over the world, she only sees a bit of what power she holds and considers it a lot, she's wrong, there's so much more.
Arieya was a powerful Royal and she passed it all down to her daughter who doesn't even know she has it, as well as her son, that one knows exactly what he is made of. I want to tell her about him but she will have to wait until he returns from his trip, with his new obsession. Now that I'm analyzing Arieya's kids, they're very alike. I know for a fact when they meet, they'll either burn the world down or build it up.
“I am sorry I kept you in the dark princess, I was simply protecting you from them, they are over controlling, they would have put pressure on you to grow, to rule, and I wanted you to grow step by step.”
Everyone laughs in response, Amaya letting out some protesting murmurs but we all know Enrique is right. We would have groomed her to be the perfect queen, one like her mother, filling the shoes she left.
While other kids played with toys, she would have been learning of every realm, every pack to ever exist. Enrique and Reina always have been the best option for her, they've raised her excellently in my opinion, she couldn't have turned out better.
Some things no one could control, like the things she gets up to in the night when she's alone, a new blade in her hand, playing the artist she shouldn't be.
“You are not a bad person Camilla,” I tell her. “Nothing is ever your fault. I'm sorry your previous life didn't work out but that's okay, it's all good honey, you're right where you should be in life.”
“Yes,” Enrique nods, endorsing my comment. “We are all very proud of you, my little princess. I told you you'd do great things and look around you now, you've achieved just that.” he tells her, his hand stroking her hair.
“I don't know what to say, I'm feeling a little lightheaded.” she mumbles, fanning herself with her hand.
Cameron slides a water bottle to her, “You can call me uncle Cameron.”
“Just Ethan,” my stupid brother let's out, earning himself so many objections and taunts about him trying to stay young.
“And we are your aunties, sorry we weren't a part of your life before but we are now and if you'd like an official crowning–”
“No,” Enrique retorts, cutting Trisha short on her sentence. Trisha is keen on getting Camilla a crown but Enrique doesn't want that, and as her legal and sole guardian we must respect his choice as well as her own.
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