Adrian's POV
Alpha's Hated Ma
Adrian's POV
This time, Angel was a blunder. I think of it as the right time, wrong person, it just arose, Camilla was giving me blue balls. Being with her is never easy, my dick is hard the second I hear her voice and I'm jerking off to her snapshots four times a day and honestly, my hand was getting tired of servicing my desires.
Angel just happened to be pleading to fucked and I didn't think further than my erection at the time. Camilla wasn't an option for me, despite visualizing every girl I fucked as her, I wasn't going to tear that hymen to shreds no matter how many times I dreamed of it.
Camilla isn't strong enough for me to fuck, I wouldn't be able to control myself inside her, I'd fuck her to death trying to quench my thirst for her.
Nonetheless, the truth is if it wasn't Angel, it would have been someone else. I never intended to hurt her but the way she got my dick hard wasn't encouraging me, Camilla has more power over me than she'll ever realise, I have the desire to give her the world before she even asks me for anything. I can't think of anything beyond her. Even as I stick my dick in other girls, it's her I see, it's her that gets me that hard.
When I saw her with that fella she went out with last week, I was furious and I battled the urge to murder him but it also made me realize how she must have felt seeing me with other girls, if she had felt nearly as awful as I did, I couldn't have that transpire again.
Therefore, I was careful with my affairs. I didn't let her see them, hear them or even smell them on me, I was getting my dick wet and since I'm addicted to tasting her, I made sure to make her cum every morning before she left for school, every night before she went to bed as well as whenever we were alone.
I didn't foresee her finding me with Angel but she did, and now I have to do damage control but she won't open the door for me. Santiago has stopped me from disturbing her, we've been in his office all day. I sent the girls to school against their will and surprisingly, a fire alarm was set off and they came home three hours earlier.
The door of Santiago's office opens, I swiftly shift my gaze to the door in the hopes of seeing Camilla. I know she will come to him before she ever comes to me and that's the only reason I've bounded myself here today. When my brother enters, I look away.
“Why didn't anyone tell me about the renovation of the club?”
I quickly glanced between him and Santiago, “If you were at the last board meeting you'd know.”
He nods, “I see, and you...” he says pointing at me, “You're a disappointment to the Carter name, I heard what you did to Camilla and if you dare go near her again little bro, I will rip out your little Alpha balls.” He scowls.
Santiago chuckles, “You don't deserve a girl like Camilla.”
I growl at him, “Fuck, You think I don't know that.”
“Cool it, you fucking disgrace.” Hunter warns.
“No, you too.”
“Curse you horny bastard, you're so inconsiderate to our Mate. You keep hurting her and you don't even care, you haven't even checked on her. Mia is hurt and so is my mate. You've hurt her in more ways than one, if you can't be good to her maybe you shouldn't touch her, you don't deserve to be in her presence, I have failed her, all thanks to you and your Cock.” He snaps, vanishing to the back of head, where he resides when he has a temper tantrum.
I kick my feet to the ground, leaving Santiago alone. I go straight to Camilla's room, Belle and Racheal are outside it, Racheal holds a tray of food in her hands.
“Come on Camilla, you have to eat something. You've been in there all day, please open up.” Mirabelle frowns, her gaze falling to Racheal as she sighs in defeat. Racheal looks over Mirabelle's shoulder to where I stand, “Great, Alpha asshole is here. See what you fucking did to my sweet friend, she hasn't opened this door since we came back from school so that means she's hungering herself to death because you screwed up!” Racheal scowls.
She's right, it is my fault. I hurt her without intending to, this is why I preferred not to get close to her, but I was damned the second I touched her. My selfish need to keep her close so no other would have her crept in and it will destroy me.
Moving closer to the door, I pause. “Camilla, open the door before I break it.” I decree.
Silence, I await a response but there is none. Too impatient to wait, I dismiss the girls and slam myself into the door, again and again until it subsides to the floor with a loud noise. She wasn't kidding when she said the new door was strong. Mirabelle pushes past me, entering the room with Racheal behind her. “Camilla?” Mirabelle clamours but there's no answer. Racheal goes further in, setting the tray on the bed.
“She's probably in the bathroom.” Mirabelle scowls at me before wandering to Camilla's bathroom, her glare is sending a clear message, my sister wants me dead. I fight the urge to go in but a bigger part of me wants to see her, see that she's okay and apologise to her, that's the part that wins. I stroll in, the dust of wood rising as I tread on the door. A piercing scream echoes the room, making my heart shiver in the dark cavity it lays.
My feet move promptly, entering the bathroom door before Mirabelle's scream dies out.
My eyes fall to Camilla laying in a pool of her own blood, I jerk back falling to my knees. I swiftly scoop her into my arms, carrying her to the bed. Mirabelle is crying behind me, Racheal's eyes widen and she sees Camilla's body in my arms.
I place her on the bed and lean onto her chest, checking for a heartbeat that I can't hear over the sound of my own pounding.
“Racheal, get the doctors!” I hear Santiago yell, “Now!”
My hand comes to Camilla's cheek, “Mia, wake up baby.”
“Is she dead?” Mirabelle screeches, making my attention drift to her for a second before driving back to Camilla, my Camilla. She tried to take her own life because I hurt her, she cut through her flawless skin because of something I did.
“No she's not going to die.” Santiago murmurs, unsure of himself.
I continue to look at Camilla, looking for something, anything, just a sign that she's alive but I can't see any, I can't hear her heartbeat, I can't feel her pulse rate and the feeling it arouses in my chest is dreadful.
“She's right there please-” I hear Racheal sob from somewhere in the room. Five of my pack doctors walk in, some dragging machinery. I step aside, Santiago is holding Mirabelle and Racheal against his chest, shielding them from seeing Camilla. I can hardly see what's going on because the doctors are hovering over Camilla, struggling to save her.
Michelle runs in, still in her scrubs as she plays with her stethoscope. “What happened?”
I let out a little sigh, Michelle is one of the best doctors I have in this pack and currently my last hope to save her sister. I look at her, blinking back the tears in my eyes, “Sh-she..Camilla…” I can't bring myself to say it, I bring myself to tell her Camilla tried to kill herself because I slept with Angel the moment she turned her back.
I feel suffocated and helpless as I look at her mirroring the horrific look I gave when I saw Camilla on the floor.
Her gaze darts to the bed, I watch as a fear I've never seen in her eyes creeps in and she gulps. “She tried to kill herself again didn't she?”
I don't respond to her, the words get caught in my throat as she shakes her head, moving towards Camilla. The doctors are chattering, I hear the sound of the machines amongst each other. Everything seems like a blur as Michelle turns to me with guilt in her eyes, even she hates me right now.
Everything was moving so hastily, Camilla was placed on a stretcher and carried to an ambulance outside. Michelle peers out, her hands attaining the doors as she pauses, casting a pitiful look at a trembling Mirabelle. “I'd rather you don't see her die.”
I hurry inside, emerging with my keys. I follow the ambulance, I look for Michelle, Lizzy, Jeremiah, Felix and whoever was in that goddamn ambulance with her but I can't seem to find them. The nurses going in and out the ER, none of them providing me the answers I need. Images of how I found her drenched in her own blood make me uneasy, her beautiful hair covered in crimson and those cuts, her cuts looked like she yearned to die, they were desperate and compressed with rage.
Camilla is fighting for her life and I can't be with her, they won't let me in or give me anything to comfort the raging beast in me.
Mirabelle is wailing in the waiting room, I reach out to solace her but my hand is whacked away almost immediately. She grimaces at me through her tears, “This is your fault, if she dies I will never forgive you Adrian!”
“She's not going to die.”
“And you know how? She tried to kill herself because you and your whore made her feel like she didn't deserve to live. Like if she lived all she'll ever know is pain, you ruined her life Adrian!”
“She's on the verge of death, is this what you wished for, Adrian?” I rise to find Santiago grimacing with detest, I leave Mirabelle and Racheal to console each other and walk to him. “Why is everyone acting like this is my fault? I care about her, I wouldn't hurt her on purpose.” I snap.
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