Amaya pov
Alpha's Hated Mate
Amaya's POV
Driving past a restaurant in Kindred East, my eyes caught a glimpse of Camilla, making me stop my driver. Camilla is the hardest of all my nieces and nephews to get a hold of, she beats Hades and his unavailability tendencies. I had no knowledge of her return, I've been asking her to return for about three months now but she kept making excuses, and ignoring my calls. I surely thought Sheryl would be the clingy aunt but I am, I can't seem to go more than a day without sending her an email or text message to which she responds with a picture of her kids.
Camilla is obsessed with her children, she is forever posting pictures of them on her social media account but she rarely shows their faces, Arieya to be exact but Arieya can be seen on Arielle, Victoria and her other auntie's social media pages.
I texted a message to Camilla, wondering if she was ignoring me or it simply slipped her mind to inform me of her arrival. Camilla looked at her phone and slid it under some papers, turning to Clarissa with a smile. Both of them shared a laugh before they got back to what appeared to be a meeting from where I stood. I was going to proceed to her pack and wait for her there but I couldn't stop myself, so I walked out of my car and into that restaurant.
Camilla tried to hide behind a piece of paper when she saw me but that was a little too late. I approached her table, making a few stops at some tables to exchange greetings with acquaintances. Even now, as I stand at their table, greeting every Alpha, Camilla is trying to pretend she's not here.
“Sorry to interrupt but I was driving by and saw Alpha Camilla, and I just had to say hi.” I tell them.
“No please,” Clarissa smiles. “You are not interrupting anything, take a seat we were just closing some deals.”
“Oh, thank you.” I say, occupying the seat previously occupied by Clarissa.
Only then does Camilla drop the paper she was pretending to be so focussed on. “Queen Amaya,” she laughs feigned. “ How are you?”
I shake my head at her and she shrugs, the other Alpha's pack up too, proceeding to leave too. Camilla rises, helping Clarissa pack up her papers orderly.
“Camilla, I'll stay in touch, your highness, have a good day.” Clarissa grins politely, extending a hug to Camilla.
“Nice doing business with you Alpha Camilla,” Newton affirms, extending a hand to her. Camilla shakes his hand, shaking all three Alpha's right after. Alpha Tito nods, “You will not regret this.”
Camilla smiles, settling into her seat. “Of course not, I don't regret anything Alpha Tito. So play your cards right and we'll stay good.”
I watch her send glaring threats with a smile as she bids them goodbye, she's a professional at this, you would think she was trained her whole life to be an Alpha when clearly, she was trained to be a luna, and what an amazing job Reina did with her.
“So, you're back in town.” I say, breaking the newly formed silence.
Camilla nods, “I want to lie and say I just came back yesterday but no, it's been nearly a week.”
“Well,” I smile. “Thanks for the honesty.”
Camilla laugh, “Sorry.”
I quirk an eyebrow, my attention on the revealing dress Alpha decided to dress herself in, now I see why Tito and Enerst looked so stressed, the dress is bound to torture any man and strike envy in many women. “How are those daughters of yours?”
“Good,” she smiles. “A lot of work but they're fine, contrary to my assumption, I haven't misplaced one yet.” she jokes.
I pause, watching the driveway for familiar faces, none that strike a reaction appear to be in sight.
“Camilla,” I begin, “I don't want to beat around the bush with this so I'm just going to say it.” I sigh.
“Not that again, especially not here.”
“Should I have it closed, would that make you more comfortable?”
Camilla gasps, looking around the room. “That's very Queen of you Aunt Amaya but you're a customer here, behave like one, please.”
“Okay, so are we talking or not?”
“I don't feel like talking about that.” she murmurs, crossing her arms over her chest.
“You never feel like it but you can't keep doing this, you're stalling, it's about time we discussed this Camilla. You can't keep doing this, Arieya needs to know her father, you can't let that little girl grow up with one.” I tell her.
“Arieya has a father, she's with him right now.” Camilla counters.
“No,” I argue. “You know exactly what I mean, Kingston may be able to play the part of her father and she his daughter but what about Adrian?” I ask, watching her tense even more. “He needs to know he has a daughter, let him make the decision of not wanting to be a part of her life, you can't make that decision for him. You said you'd talk to him when you came back, it's time, Camilla.”
“I can't,” she shakes her head.
“Why not? It's the right thing to do and probably the best thing you'll ever do for Arieya.”
Camilla shakes her head, “I can't Aunt Amaya, I can't let him into my life just like that, Adrian hurt me, he ruined my life.”
“Really?” I snort, “I wouldn't call your life ruined darling, it's far from that, if anything it's improved.”
“Exactly, I'm living my best life so why would I want him to come and ruin this one too?”
I sigh, reaching for her wine glass, it's untouched. I bring it to my lips, ignoring her scowling glares. If I'm having this conversation with her, I'm going to need more than a glass of wine.
“I understand you were hurt but Camilla, it's been a while now. Adrian made mistakes but is that enough to cast him out of his daughter's life? ”
“What if he hurts her, comes into her life and leaves when she needs him the most? What do I do then, how do I live with another hurt investigated by him?
“Camilla, do you think Adrian wanted to hurt you?” I ask.
She doesn't respond, she simply rolls her eyes. “Adrian loves you, that boy is troubled I agree but with you, the last thing he ever wanted was to hurt you, he was hurt and he needed someone to blame.”
“This isn't just about him blaming me, Adrian cheated on me, constantly, and like the fool I am I kept giving him second and third chances, hoping he'd change but that never lasted, he only hurt me again, and again and again, until he broke everything there was to break about me.” she asserts, her voice breaking as she argues every word.
I know this is a difficult topic for her but it's nobody's fault, I'm not defending his cheating on her but I'm not against him either. “Camilla, put yourself in his shoes, if you met Kingston while you were with him, wouldn't you have reacted to him like he does Angel?”
“No,” she blurts out with a snort. “I loved him, I would have never cheated on him.”
“I can't believe I'm doing this but I have no other choice, my big mouth got me into this.” I sigh.
Camilla shakes her head, watching me sternly. “Angel is his fated mate.”
“What?” Camilla snorts, “Is this what you're going with?”
“I'm going to try my best to rush this explanation because any minute now, we'll have company.” I tell her, earning myself a glare, I dismiss it. “Angel is Adrian's mate, just like Kingston is your mate. Have you ever wondered why Angel doesn't shift?”
“I don't give a shit about Angel.” she snarls.
“You're the reason Angel can't shift, I hope this explains the dynamic between him, you and Angel. You're the other woman Camilla, it wasn't supposed to be you, your mate was to be Kingston, that's why you're so drawn to him. The way you are with him is how he is with Angel.”
Camilla laughs, “Really? You expect me to believe that?”
“I'm serious. I didn't know this before, but Sheryl told me that when you were two years old, there was some sort of celebration and your parents brought you, back then Arieya was still alive. You were crying because your dad was holding Arieya and not you. Reina explained he was her husband and you needed to find your own husband, explaining he bit her so she's his. That seemed to calm you down, you stopped crying and walked to the group of kids, they assumed you were reporting back to Hades, Michael or Ryan, but no.” I laugh, “You had the brilliant brilliant idea of biting Adrian's arm. They pulled you away but you left a mark. When asked why you said you wanted him to be your husband, like Ezikel was to Arieya. Adrian said he didn't want a wife and everyone laughed it off. You weren't pleased because the second Arieya turned away, you bit his arm again, refusing to let go until he said he would be your husband. Your teeth sank so deep into his skin, you had his arm bleeding from your bite. That was it, you claimed him. You chose Adrian and his intended mate was given to another, with Hunter's mate being reborn into you.” I tell her, watching her confused gaze. “Why do you think mother specifically told you not to let Arieya bite anyone? Ever? It's because a Royal's bite is as good as a mate's claim. And you claimed Adrian, the bond he had with Angel wouldn't have broken if he hadn't agreed to be with you. But he did, even if it was just so you would not bite him anymore, he consented to being your husband, your mate, and you his, you kept screaming mine to him as he cried.”
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