Camilla's pov
Alphas Hated Mate.
Camilla's POV
I never knew how much I needed Adrian’s arms around me. He makes me feel protected, more so than I have with my brothers. He keeps my demons at bay and that's more than I've asked out of life. We have had makeover sessions where we've worked on my nerves, we have worked on controlling my stuttering and the results are amazing.
I no longer stutter, be it I'm nervous or scared, I don't stutter anymore and it's thanks to him and the effort he has put into us. I want to say him touching me, making me orgasm is what I enjoy most but I'd be lying, I love our conversations the most, both the meaningless and meaningful ones.
Tomorrow is Thursday, Racheal, Mirabelle and I are going on our school's annual senior year camping trip at Lake Diabolo.
Lake Diabolo is located quite far from here and yes as the name suggests, it's the devil's lake. There's been a myth about spirits pulling you in if they see you as a worthy sacrifice but it's all folktales. I've been to the lake twice, once with my mom and the other time with Talitha. We snuck out without anyone seeing us and went all the way there, a 10-hour drive. The memory is vivid till today and I like it, it's a good one.
Adrian though, was hard to convince to let us go, I told him I would go because my brother would sign it and I wouldn't enjoy the trip without my friends, so he let them come as well. As excited as I am for the trip, I have an assignment to complete.
Earlier, I took a bath and put on my noise barricades as I went through next week's work. I want to rest when I come back from lake Diabolo so I won't be doing assignments then. My bags are packed, Mirabelle packed for me and right now she's asleep, she wanted to sleep early tonight to rest well for the trip.
I close my math book and take a look at my art book, I hate art and this assignment is shitty, I can't fucking draw a tattoo design that I haven't seen before. I let out a sigh and begin doodling on my notepad, I want to draw something that showcases both evil and good like-
The door to my bedroom crashes to the ground, revealing Adrian on the other side of it. I take off my headphones and look down at the door. I actually liked this door and I thought it was strong but I guess not.
“Mia are you alright?”
I look back to Adrian, breathing heavily as he makes his way in, stepping on my destroyed door as he does. I nod at him, “Hmm why wouldn’t I be?”
He stops in his tracks, wiping imaginative sweat off his forehead, it almost makes me smile but I don't, I keep a straight face seeing his arms cross over his chest defensively. “I’ve been calling you and knocking for a while, you didn’t answer so...”
I sigh, mentally rolling my eyes. “I was listening to music and besides you have the keys to every room.”
He grins, his arms falling to his sides. “It didn’t cross my mind.”
I place my pencil down on the bed and rise from it, my eyes on the door behind him. “Adrian you have to stop busting doors..” I flicker my gaze back to him then the door, “This is my fifth door this week and it's just Wednesday.”
When he doesn't answer me I look back at him, his eyes get darker as he looks at me. Did I just upset him again?
I gulp, “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
His hand reaches for me, pulling me to his chest in one swift motion. I blink at him, this seems like the time I went out with Elliott, did he find out he is coming to the trip too? But it's not my fault, anyone can come and if-
“Mia,” He breathes, licking his bottom lip. “Don't worry your pretty little head, I'm not upset.”
I let out a small sigh of relief, searching his eyes. “But your eyes.” I point out.
His thumb brushes over my lips parting them open and he grins. “Oh, it's simply because I like what I’m seeing Mia, I like it a lot.” Only now do I realise I'm in my underwear, it slipped my mind when the door fell open but I'm naked.
Adrian draws away his thumb and sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, biting down on it until a metallic tang fills my mouth, he licks over it a few times before engulfing me in a lustful, nothing short of a tender kiss. He tastes of whiskey, he must have been drinking before he came in here and I'm getting drunk off his mouth. His hand moves to my ass, squeezing it a bit too hard and I moan into his mouth as our kiss deepens, this is how it should have been from the beginning.
The dampness between my legs is too much, I clench my thighs thinking how I've ruined my panties in such a short time, is this who I am now? A horny teenager that clings to her mate every chance she gets, I push back the thought getting even more lost in his sweet lips until the sound of someone clearing their throat repeatedly fills in the room, snapping me out of the daze Adrian put me in. I pull away from his lips and he growls, I look over his shoulder only to find Santiago leaning on the door frame.
Santiago let's out a cherise grin, “If you two are are going to umm..” He pauses gesturing to us. “In this room, at least make sure the door is there.”
How we made it to the bed, I can not seem to recall, I was too lost in my kryptonite, Adrian.
“What will people say about Alpha and Luna and uncultured people? But don't mind me, I am just passing.” He chuckles. “Goodnight.” He says through his laughter before he turns to leave. When he is gone, Adrian gets off me and stands beside the bed. His gaze falls to the door, “I will have someone fix your door tomorrow but you can’t sleep in an open room with the way you sleep.”
“It's okay, I will sleep with Belle.”
He frowns slightly, “You don’t want to stay with me tonight?” I shake my head.
“Come on I will miss you tomorrow, three whole days without seeing this little monkey face of mine as Belle calls it.” He whines acting like a toddler that was parting from his favorite toy.
I shrug, “I have assignments.”
He nods, his smile pulling into a grin. “I can help, I was a great student.”
I smile shyly, “Umm okay, let me get my books.”
I reach for my notepad, pen, pencil and English literature books. “Ready.” I say turning to Adrian.
“Aren't you forgetting something Mia?” I look through the books in my hand and shake my head. He gestures to my body and laughs, “How do you remember school stuff when you can't remember to put some clothes on?”
I place my books on the bed and walk to my closet, taking out a white dress that Racheal bought for me. When I slide it on, I go back to him but of course, he doesn't seem pleased.
“Let me pick out something for you.”
I instantly shake my head, I feel comfortable in this and I have to draw the tattoo.
He smiles, tilting his head at me slightly. “Come on, aren't I your Christian Grey?”
My eyes widened and I gulped, did he read my freaking dairy? Before I can think of anything else, he laughs and throws me on his shoulder. Picking up my books in his other hand as I giggle holding on tight.
Tossing me onto his bed, I land with a bounce, I bet this is how souls live the body. The thought of death makes me laugh slightly. Adrian tosses the books next to me alongside my phone. I sit up, grabbing my literature books and pen, and I hand them to him. “You read this passage and answer a few questions that follow for me.”
Taking them he shrugs, “I guess I can do that.
I smile watching him sit on the chair. Yes, it's a good choice to sit away from me because we would be touching if we sat together. From time to time, I look up at him and he's doing his thing. I tear the page I've been doodling on and look at him for inspiration. His eyes meet mine and he smiles at me, giving me that look like he is piercing into my soul but then he looks away again, leaving me wondering. Finally, I start to sketch a skull with a snake slithering through it with fire surrounding it. On the surface, I draw petals of a daisy, scattered and roughly shaded.
I look up to Adrian and he’s so focused on the books. Until he bounces on the bed next to me, taking a strand of my hair in his hand.
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