Camilla's POV continues
He gets off me and turns on the AC, I don't even feel the change. Everything is the same to me if not worse right now. I've been feeling hot with discomfort in all parts of my body today but I feel worse right now, the discomfort is digging deep into me. I take deep breaths as Adrian walks to his dresser to change. My pussy is still clenching from the heated kissing scene, a flash of hell fire runs through me but my stomach gets the most of it. A scream tears through me, leaving my throat dry. “Baby, what's wrong?” Adrian asks, cupping my face from the side of the bed. I gulp as I stare at him through hazed vision. I try to blink away the tears but more follow, hazing my vision more. As I whimper. “Mia, talk to me.”
“It hurts.”
He holds my hand, studying my body with his eyes. “Where, where does it hurt baby?” He asks, I put his hands on my lower abdomen, he pulls away almost immediately, and I let out another scream.
“Shit, where is my phone?” He asks touching his body, from the chest to his thighs. I point to the dresser on the other side of the bed and he sprints there, grabbing his phone hastily, he begins to scroll through it. “Ahh, Michelle, Elena.. where are those damn numbers!” He snaps to himself, “Ah yes, Michelle.” He says putting his phone to his ear, I watch as he parse's around desperately. His eyes are full of something dark, fear, yes that's it. I curl up against the sheets holding my abdomen as I think happy thoughts, I'm in pain for no reason here. I don't know how long I hold in my cry or when Adrian takes me into his lap and begins to caress my hair calmly. “No Mia, please don't cry.” he beckons.
“Damn, why is it so cold here.” Michelle inquires, releasing a quivering sound.
Michelle? When did she get here, she's not on call. She's on maternity leave and not tending to patients. That is what she told me when I met her baby last week.
My eyes are closed tightly but that doesn't stop the tears, I was trying so hard not to appear weak in front of Adrian only to be brought to my knees and Michelle is here too, she always warns me about how weak I am and how shattered I'll be when Adrian is done with me.
I push the words Michelle engraves in my mind about my personality and worth to not only Adrian but Midnight Saints pack as a whole. Michelle is hovering over me while Adrian whispers comforting words against my ear which are all blurred out by the sound of my whimpers. “I'm going to need you to move so I can examine her.” Michelle murmurs, the sound of a popping gum bubble following through. How does she always seem so calm and collected, her calmness is so rehearsed. It's not that she doesn't care about me, she just doesn't know what to do with her feelings so she pretends they don't exist unlike me.
The agony I feel when Adrian is no longer beside me is enough to make me open my eyes with a loud whimper. Michelle sticks something under my armpit and she searches my eyes with a blank expression, yep that's my sister. You will never catch her slipping, no emotions appear on her face without intent.
She's a Golden Hunter through and through, everyone here calculates their emotions and reactions. At Dark Moon everyone is who they want to be but they're trained to be a fighter at a very young age. It's within them and it comes natural for everyone, me included despite my desire to conceal it.
That's the major difference between the two packs, Veterans kiss before they kill but hunters? They're stealthy, you blink and you'll miss them. “Shit, my thermometer.” Michelle murmurs, raising my arm to take it out. “You owe me a new thermometer kiddo.” She says casually. I blink the tears away to obtain a better view of my sister and she lets out a snort when she gets a glimpse of my eyes. “Oh God Camilla, could you not have just told him and made this less awkward for me?” She whispers.
“What's wrong with her?” I hear Adrian ask, but I can't see him. I don't know which side of the room he's at but I know one thing, I want to do so many things to him.
Michelle smiles at me before drifting her gaze over her shoulder. “Alpha, come and hold her for me.” She turns back to me with a blank expression making me gulp, she thinks I'm playing dumb here but I'm not.
I thought I knew why I was feeling hot and tired but now I'm lost. She begins to say something inaudible, I try so hard to read her lips as she repeats herself noiselessly. when she says it a third time I finally grasp it “Don't get pregnant.” My eyes widen at the realisation of her words. She steps away from me as Adrian comes into view, he looks worried.
He gently holds me up against his cold chest, the feel of him against my back sends shivers down my spine to where my toes exist, I swallow a moan that almost leaves my parted lips. “How do you feel now kiddo?” He asks, her tone is proposing she is amused at the scene of me half naked, against Adrians bare chest.
“Better,” I tell her, pushing back harder into Adrian's chest.
Michelle smirks, “I see, so I'm right.”
Adrian places a kiss on the top of my head, his arms holding me steady against him. I don't feel like a camp fire has started within me, the heat has turned into a livable warmth. “What's wrong with her?” He asks.
Michelle looks over the top of my head to eye Adrian. Confidence, I can barely look him in the eye when I talk to him but Michelle does it with ease, even when she was younger she'd look everyone dead in the eye and convey a piece of her mind. Mom called me her rebellion but it is more than that, it's confidence and courage.
“This is nothing you two couldn't have taken care of without me, Camilla is enduring pre-heat, she will be fine soon as you give what her body craves.” Adrian lays me down gently and I bite on my tongue to muffle the scream I feel ripping through me from deep inside. “You could have just told Alpha you're craving his touch.”
What, is she serious? That statement throws me off balance and the scream I'm holding in tears through me, my eyes clouding with tears. This isn't my first heat cycle I've undergone, the first one I had was insufferable, almost as much as this one. Tee was the one I called, I didn't know what it was all I knew was she would make it better. Tee is my sanctuary as much as I am hers, if not my Mom it was Tee that always made things better since I met her.
When I called Tee, I thought I was close to having my period but no, heat was here to destroy me.
Tee didn't know more than I did about the matter so she suggested we tell my Mom. Mom acted quick, she gave me a remedy that lessened the pain and over the last four years, she has been administering it frequently. She left me a bottle in the safety of her bedroom but I had gotten so used to her administering the medicine that I forgot to take it. It's been about seven months since I last took it. I got caught up in my new life at school, the life with Adrian and also going back to Dark Moon. As far as anyone knew I was human, so the heat was a mystery just like how fast my hair grew or how my nails would switch out for claws when I lost control of my emotions.
When I felt it this morning, I thought I would get over it but I forgot one thing, I wasn't medicated. In the past, touching myself would have soothed the minimal ache between my thighs but now I was experiencing total fire, hell fire.
“There is no remedy for heat so when she goes into full heat, it will be all in your hands like it is right now. We could have prepared for this but I had no idea our little hybrid experienced heat.” Michelle says, smiling at the word hybrid.
“Fuck!” Adrian mutters.
Michelle nods as she studies me carefully with her arms now crossed over her chest. “I can assist in delaying the cycle but she could be in heat by tomorrow judging by the intensity of her symptoms. Anyway, I will see you tomorrow morning with the antidote, I have to ask a healer for it but don't worry, I'll have it here bright and early.” She flashes a faint smile, this time I can see some darkness in her gaze, Worry? Fear? I don't know. “Goodnight kiddo.”
I nod at her, unable to speak as I watch Adrian walk her out.
I use what's left of my strength to sit up, Adrian walks to me with a smile, much like Michelle's but this one is undecipherable. I bite my lip as I take in his bare chest, the tattoos on him look like they were inked by a god.
Each of his existing tattoos are flawless, the one that catches my attention every time is the crown tattoo, I have never seen any like it. The crown has a flame where the biggest stone on it should be placed and it burns brightly in my vision everytime I see it, as if it were a 4D tattoo.
I always feel like I have seen it somewhere before, like I know what it represents and I have the clean sheet to the history of the tattoo on my fingertips but it slips away everytime. My second favourite is his sleeve tattoo, it is a tribute to his sisters.
I love how all his tattoos have meaning, unlike mine.
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