Kingston’s POV
Alpha Hated Mate
Kingston's POV
Being back in Silverline has been great, I don't have to keep running back and forth with my responsibilities, at least I can take care of them all from here. Everything happening seems to be on speed mode of some game that I don't know how to play, except one, stimulating Camilla.
It's six in the morning, Camilla and I have been training for nearly two hours now, it's for the upcoming games that get hosted annually. Several Packs compete in some stupid championship game for fun, but trust me there's blood shed, it's an opportunity to hurt your enemy without getting in trouble for it.
Camilla wants to participate and she isn't liked by everyone, she is the most envied female Alpha right now so everyone will try their luck on her strength.
During our training session, I've beaten her over three times in the last hour, and she is frustrated now, sitting on the ground with a pout on her face, mumbling words that tear her down. I'm tempted to bend her over and spank her so hard she only stops once I'm satisfied with the words of affirmation if she moans for me. Still, I don't, I watch her closely without saying a word, I know she's struggling with her thoughts.
“Come on beautiful, you can do better.” I urged.
“How the fuck did I forget to wrestle?” she shoots back, tossing her workout hand gear on the ground.
I sigh, sitting down next to her. “No, you didn't forget, you're absent minded.”
“You have beaten me at everything today, running, boxing, wrestling, tug of war, what else?” she pauses, staring into thin space. “Oh yes!" She exclaims. You are a better parent than I am.”
“True,” I laugh. “ But you know what?” I nudged her.
“What?”
“If you could at least use your wolf, you would have no problem winning with me, beautiful.”
“No,” she protests. “Winter is the devil.”
“Camilla, you're winter, she's in you you're the same person and also, would it kill you to put your sexual frustration in your pocket or in the game?”
Camilla snorts, hitting my shoulder. “Ugh, stupid.”
I laugh, my hand resting on her thigh. “Well, I'm tired partner.”
“Did you pick the team yet?”
“Yes, I rounded up the best unsuspecting mini you's.” I tell her.
She smiles, shifting herself into my lap. “I want to win.”
“I know beautiful, but don't forget the trophy changes hands with three people.”
“Well, it's my turn.” she frowns, “I'm going to beat Alpha Huron, Alpha Adrian, and Ryan too. No exceptions. I want us to clean all out, all trophies, all prizes, we must bring it all home.”
“Okay, now I see. But Beautiful, we've discussed this, your worth isn't measured by your accomplishments.”
“I know,” she sighs. Her hands dropping into her lap like the good girl she isn't. “It depends on how many spankings I can take, as well as how much I gag on your cock.” she grins, my click soaring to life with her intriguing way she chooses to tease.
“I'm serious Camilla,” I groan.
Camilla begins to say something but halts, my gaze veering to ahead of us, the training yard gateway. Kendall approaches us, with a book in one hand, and her tablet on top of it.
“There goes your free time, you can get spanked later tonight.” I wink.
“Good morning.” Kendall greets.
“Kenny doll,” I retort, flashing her a polite smile.
Camilla frowns, her gaze veering to Kendall. “Good morning sweetie, what's up?”
“Umm, you have an invitation but I didn't see it yesterday but I tried to check all emails and I know that you say I should be..”
“Ugh,” Camilla groans.
“Would you spit it out before she chokes you? She's not in a friendly mood after losing.” I tease.
“You are invited to the pool party today at Golden Hunters Pack, it is in honour of celebrating Alpha Adrian's birthday. They're throwing a pool party during the day and a club party later tonight, you're invited to both.” Kendall announces. “With six extra invites.”
Camilla holds up her hand, a suppressed growl of disapproval escaping her. Kendall hands her the tablet and she scans through it. “Oh, so I have a three-thirty with Fred, cancel it, and cancel all my other appointments for today and tomorrow.” Camilla reluctantly tells her, handing her back the tablet.
“Yes Alpha,” Kendall nods.
“If that's all, you can leave now.” she grins.
Kendall walks away instantly, leaving Camilla and I to our privacy. I'm left with a very unfamiliar sight of Camilla, a worried one. I know she's like this because of Alpha Adrian, we talked about it too. I told her it would be best if Arieya knows her biological father. I'm jealous, and I'm scared she might love him more than she does now but so be it if it happens. Arieya has been my daughter too from the day she was born. I've loved and nurtured that little girl, I'm her favorite person right now and if it changes tomorrow, I will still love and care about her the same, she'll always be my daughter. Blood, or not.
Reaching to stroke Camilla's back I suck in some air. “Beautiful, being nice to your business partner includes you attending his parties, and all gatherings you're invited to. Even if it's not for your enjoyment, do it for Arieya.” I sigh. “I know seeing someone you loved so much once brings old memories, but you have to do this. You will never be prepared enough for these things, he is your mate, and the feelings don't go away entirely, but for Arieya, try.” I urged.
Camilla rises from my lap, towering over me with her hand out. I take it, and she helps me up. “If this doesn't get me on her list of favorites, I am done.” she snorts, walking away from me, swaying her hips to entice a punishment. Done deal, we agreed on nobody teasing during training, but Camilla seems to forget that one rule. Looking back at me she winks, oh, she knows what she's doing, the wink sold her out, and wrote her a sentence over my knee, and a brand new custom belt painting her cheeks red.
The image of her formed by thought makes my dick twitch in my pants. I follow her out the training yard, meeting her outside the house where she's crouched down near the kids, petting Arieya's tiger which has believed to be no problem for us, it behaves just as a normal dog would, and best of all, it's potty trained to only go three times a day, if not once.
Arieya is petting her tiger too, a pacifier that Camilla has asked me to hide from her placed in her mouth. I haven't been able to accomplish that because I can't seem to make my little queen cry as she demands to be addressed.
“Daddy!” Arieya squeals, jumping up and down with her hands up.
“When did you guys wake up?” I ask, swooping Arieya up in my arms.
“Not long, but we bathed, ate, and brushed our teeth. But someone refused to drop the Pacifier,” Karla sighs, gesturing to Arieya .
Camilla looks at Arieya and shakes her head. Arieya rests her head on my chest, stealing glances of her mother. “Come on, take Rissa to her cage. We're going out.”
“Really?” Karla beams, you'd swear she never leaves the house but she does, her excitement is for the sing along on the drive.
“Yes, and guess what? We are going as a family, but no pacifiers on the trip.” Camilla frowns, looking at Arieya.
Arieya begins to quiver and I glare at Camilla, “Camilla.” I warn.
In response, she snorts, throwing her hands up. “Fine, it doesn't hurt to try.”
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