Adrian's POV

Alpha's Hated Mate

Adrian's pov

I went upstairs to look for Camilla in her room. I knocked on her door and she didn't respond but it was slightly open so I went in.

“Mia.”

I said under my breath when I saw her sitting at the edge of the bed with her eyes closed. Her bed had files on it and two laptops. What caught my eye was the pocket knife beside her with blood stains. I scanned her body and my eyes landed on her arm where I saw dried blood and fresh blood rolling down her arm.

“Oh God Mia what have you done?”

She opens her eyes and closes them before opening her eyes again today.

“Adrian.” she whispered softly.

“What are you doing to yourself baby?” I cried.

“Nothing.” She shakes her head in denial but I'm no fool to see the evil she subjected her poor self.

“The little pocket knife stained with blood tells me a different story.”

“I wasn't trying to kill myself.” Camilla says laughing.

“I know. You were just trying to feel.”

“Yes now what are you doing here you don't get Arieya for another week?” She speaks mutually.

"I know I'm here for you, I'm sorry.” I said feeling ashamed of being the cause of the strain in our relationship.

She gets up and wipes the pocket knife on a towel.

“You sure have some nerve Adrian.” she vents.

“No listen..." I need to make her understand.

She cuts me off sharply. “How the fuck are you always sorry huh?!"

“Because I'm an asshole!” I yelled fucking up the silence in the room. I've never felt more ashamed and despicable with my actions until now. I keep hurting the woman who shouldn't have a scratch on her. I'm cursed with the worst fate in love.

“That’s what you are now, what is it that you want aside from saying sorry?”

I take a step closer to her while I intend to speak. “You Mia, I want you. I'm sorry for telling you we can't be together. I was scared of what the future holds for us. I was scared of hurting you again.”

Camilla clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth anxiously. “Yea right you the greatest of all men scared. You're not scared of anything.” she blurted, eyeing me with contempt.

“I am scared of a lot of things but mainly losing you everything that has to do with your happiness scares me because it seems I ruin anything I touch.”

“Okay.”

I take that as a cue to get real closer. “Mia I love you and I'm here now. I want you, I want us. I miss you everyday when you're not with us to be together to have a family.”

Camilla stares at me like I've gotten crazy. “Adrian, are you drunk?”

“No, I'm as sober as I'll ever be.”

“Okay and why the sudden change of mind when I told you I wanted us to be together you left me you left me crying but what hurt the most was you did right before Arieya left for school you ruined that day for me I didn't even feel like celebrating Karla's birthday well enough.” She fought back the tears and flagged my hands down as I attempted to touch her for comfort.

“I am so sorry, please forgive me and I promise you Mia I will never hurt you again. We are going to be together forever.” I plead going on my knees.

“Forever is a long time, are you sure you can commit to me like that?”

“100% sure baby.” I say getting a box out of my back pocket. I get on one knee and she gasps.

“Camilla Mia Burton, will you marry me?” The words I've been longing to say the second I stepped foot into her territory.

Camilla giggles in response. “You don't have to do this. I forgive you Adrian, the proposal isn't necessary.”

“I'm serious Mia, will you marry me?”

“What!”

“I want you to be my wife. Please don't make me stay in this position forever.” I held the ring forward as she stared at it with love and longing to have it on her finger.

“I will.” she said, sobbing.

“You will what?”

“Yes I will marry you.” she says, tearing up.

I take the ring and place it on her finger.

“Do you like it?” I ask getting to my feet.

“I love it not as much as I love you but I love it.” she kisses her ring fondly and peers up at me with her glistening orbs filled with tears of joy. It has been a rollercoaster both the good and bad memories but notwithstanding we made it through.

I give her a kiss and she giggles crying.

“Come on, don't cry.”

Camilla pulled away and fanned her face with her palm. “I must be dreaming.”

“Why?”

“This is too good to be true.” she flashes the ring to my face glaring at the circumstances.

“You will need a wedding to believe it.”

“I guess.” she giggles carelessly glancing at her diamond ring.

My hands curved around her slender sexy waist and pulled her closer to mine, body pressed to body. “How do you feel about getting married tomorrow?”

She cocks her head in disbelief. “Tomorrow?”

“I planned the wedding, everything is ready, all I need is for you to say yes.”

“You're serious.”

I nod. “Yea let's get married tomorrow I'll have someone bring your dresses and you choose your favorite.”

“Of course I'll marry you tomorrow I'd marry you in my pajamas.”

My lips brushed on her nose and slipped to her bottom lips as she parted her lips to receive a kiss. I captured her lips in a brief kiss as she closed her eyes and opened them when the kiss stopped.

“I love you Mia.”

“I love you too but can't we get married in a month or so? I need to lose some weight. I've been stress eating.” she says sniffing.

“No, you look perfect baby mama.” she really does get prettier as time passes like she never ages.

“No, I don't look perfect, take a look at me.” she complained, wrinkling her face in disgust.

“You are perfect if anything you look more beautiful like this.”

“If we are getting married tomorrow I suggest to get wasted. I'm calling my girls.” She reached for her phone to dial but I stopped it.

“Okay but before that take a pregnancy test for me.”

“A what now?”

“A pregnancy test.” I repeat.

“Oh God is that how much weight I've gained?” Camila covers her mouth terrifically.

“No I don't mean it like that I just think you're pregnant I pick up an usual scent around you its faint but its there.”

Her eyebrows raised at my statement. “You think I'm pregnant?”

“Well we've had a lot of sex scratch that a lot of unprotected sex.” I ring her memory if she has forgotten.

Camilla shrugs like a bullet proof vessel. “I'm on the shot, it's 99% effective.”

“I know this is a terrible example but chances of me having a baby with someone I haven't marked at 1 to 99 and angel was expecting my baby once.”

Camilla rolled her eyes as she pursed her lips into a thin line. “Never bring that up again or I'll kill you and you're right that one percent is deadly when it comes to you. I'll go and take it right nowI have a few left from that time the condom broke.”

“Okay go on.” I say kissing her forehead. She goes to the bathroom and I stare at my wrist watch. 2minutes, 3minutes and still no sound.

“Mia.”

“Yes.” she answer in a whisperish low voice.

“How long?”

“A few more seconds or a minute...” her reply came with shivering words of uncertainty making me worried and on the edge.

“I'm Coming in.” I say opening the bathroom door. She is leaning against the wall.

I reach out to her holding her in my arms listening to her heart beat and basking in the scent of my mate. “Where's the test?”

“On the sink.” she says weakly.

I glance to the sink to see the strap. “Well.”

“I'm scared.” she shrieked in fright wiping sweat from my forehead.

My hands grab hers to mine soothingly, softly caressing her palm easing her as she moans softly. “Why I'm right here with you? There's nothing to be afraid of. If it's positive I'll be happy to have another baby with you and if it's negative then we'll try again.”

“Okay you're right I'm an okay Mom.”

“The best Mom and I have 2 little girls that would agree with me.” My finger grazed her lips and she opened her tongue sucking it sultrily into her mouth and released it turning me on like a goddamn switch.

She giggles and goes to the sink while glancing at me while I stand still by the door.

“I’ll have to check it and see what it says.”

“Go on.” I say crossing my fingers in my pocket. Her jaw drops and she quickly closes it.

“4 outta 5!”

“Mia?”

Camilla falls to the floor clutching the strap fist full. “I'm pregnant.”

“Yes.” I say running to her side and spinning her around. After realizing I shouldn't be spinning my pregnant fiance. Damn fiance feels so good to say but wife will be better.

“I love you.” she giggles blaring her teeth.

“I love you too baby I love you to the moon and back.” I proclaim.

Her cheeks burned hot as she remembered something. “I don't get it. I don't feel pregnant and the tests all say I'm 14 weeks pregnant but I don't feel any different.”

Wait if she doesn't feel pregnant then why do I feel what we ain't?

“I, on the other hand, have been feeling a little sick.” I blurt.

Shock spills down her spine as she looks me in the eye. “Why?”

“Sympathetic pregnancy symptoms.”

“You're kidding.”

“No, I've been getting sick in the afternoons and getting nausea frequently. I should have known we were pregnant.”

“So glad you get to suffer with me.” she giggles putting her arms around my neck.

“We are keeping the baby right?” She has a say in what goes on in her body.

Camilla laughs, sticking her tongue out. “What else are we supposed to do with it? No wait, I'm not keeping it since you left it in my vagina so I'll return it in a couple of months.”

I flicked her nostril. “You have to help me take care of it.”

“I've taken care of one so far I guess one more couldn't hurt.” she wraps her hands around my neck bringing our lips closer.

“That's my baby.” I say kissing her. “I can't wait to see this one. I bet he'll be as pretty as Arieya.”

“It’s definitely a girl or maybe two when I was pregnant with Arieya I didn't show till 4 to 5 months into the pregnancy but here I've gained a little and lost my six pack.” She moans as my fingers hit her puckered sensitive nipples.

“You'll get your six pack back, I'll give you a workout.” I say winking at her.