Adrian's POV continues
I walk around the waiter and go to the party hall, everyone else following behind me. We split up, I went out back to search for him but he's nowhere to be seen. When I go back inside the hall I spot him, and he spots me too. He tries to escape through the crowd but halts when Molly trips him.
He gets up and tries to make his getaway once again as I surge after him, pushing through the crowd of people watching in awe. Zachary makes it to the exit but doesn't make his breakout, he is knocked to the ground with a thump. Tiana landed a swift straight kick on him. I take the chance to get to him, unable to calm the brewing storm in me, I punch him so hard, I feel my knuckles crack. I throw him towards a wall and he lands with a loud slam. “Adrian, what the fuck bro!” He wheezes.
“Excuse me, I kicked him here so let me have my punch in.” Tiana snarls. I turn to her and she's staring at me intensely, something about this girl isn't right. She ignores my stare and climbs on the bar, jumps and does an air backflip, landing on her feet as more gasps erupt around us. “I fucking hate men, especially demented men like you Alpha Zachary.” She says, walking towards him. I try to interfere but Mirabelle stops me with her hand, as Tiana knees Zachary's head into the wall. “I'm sorry, where are my manners? You're an Alpha, I should at least use my hands right?” She coaxes.
“Fucking Bitch!” Zachary spits, blood drooling from his mouth as he kicks her with his foot. Tiana falls a foot away from him but rises with maniacal laughter echoing the room, the way Camilla's scream did earlier. No one moves an inch, not even me. I'm waiting to have two more reasons to kill Zachary, hurting the best friend of my mate would be a justified reason when the council finds me guilty of his massacre.
Tiana reaches into her top and brings out a knife, that does it. I'm running to her, I grab the knife away but she's quick, she slashes him and brings another knife up her sleeve. She drags the knife into him and he cries out in pain, she sticks her tongue out at him before glaring at me. Her eyes drift back to the knife in his chest, such a tiny knife but it's worth isn't to be underestimated.
It cuts right through, with ease. She grips the knife and pulls it out only to flicker it and it turns into a longer knife.
Closing her eyes, she drags the knife down his chest with all the strength she has. The sound of his bones cracking fills the room. The friction between the knife and his body is audible, even as he screams. “That's enough Tiana, wouldn't want to kill him just yet.” I say yanking her away from the mess she's created, she is impulsive. She flinches but quickly composes herself with a smile. I nod to Santiago who picks Zachary up to go and treat him so I can hand him his due slow, painful death.
Tiana glares at me and snarls, “You're lucky Bear is in love with you, if not you'd end up worse than them.”
“Hmm, ease up Tiana.” I chuckle.
She flinches at her name but not enough to cause alarm, her eyes scan her clothes and she scowls at me, “Great, I'm covered in blood because of you.” I match her gaze and she rolls her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. “It's your fault, if you killed him the second you had hands on him, I wouldn't have had to go all blood thirsty Veteran on him.” She says walking away.
Tiana has balls, bigger balls than most men I know, she is fierce and upfront, she isn't like Camilla. They both have a fire in their eyes but aside from that, they are polar opposites but fit so well together. I've watched them together today, they're almost the same individual, only they live in two bodies.
However, what Tiana just did proves how much she loves Camilla. Tee carries a 'fuck it' attitude and exudes confidence I can't help but wonder why some of this confidence hasn't rubbed off on Camilla. But I do know she has a fire in her soul, I've seen it multiple times when she seemed angry about something, it's lingering to be set loose and if let out, my girl can take over the world in a swift clean kick like her friend just did with Zachary, only less messy.
I watch the birthday girl as I walk away, she's watching the bloody trail Zachary left as he got dragged out of the hall. Aside from this ludicrous bullshit Zachary tried to pull, her birthday was a success and now she can always remember it with the aid of the vivid display Tiana gave us.
Some of Zachary's blood from when Tiana plunged into his chest splattered on my clothes, so I went to my other room to change before seeing Camilla. I know blood frightens her so I can't wear bloody clothing when I see her. On my way to the room Camilla is sleeping in, I run into Liliana and Angel, her makeup is smudged.
The dark wings she'd worn earlier are gone, she looked beautiful as always but right now, all her grace is gone. She seems to have been crying, a part of me wants to stop and ask her what the problem might be because no matter what, I have a soft spot for Angel but a bigger fraction of me wants nothing to do with her.
That part of me doesn't want her to confuse concern for sheer affection but all of me loves Camilla and doesn't want to hurt her, the second fraction wins, I walk away without asking. I want to be friends with Angel without causing Camilla to feel threatened by her but there's no way, Angel desires a relationship with me that can never be and I miss our friendship.
Angel and I didn't just fuck, we had heart to heart conversations, she was like Santiago to me minus the getting my dick wet, she stuck around even when I treated her like shit.
My intentions with her have always been clear, it was never going to be more than just sex between us but with Camilla, it's more than love, we started with love before anything. I understand Angel's resentment towards Camilla but she needs to get over herself and accept reality. Camilla is my reality and my daydream. I did tell Angel I didn't know how to feel and I don't, hunger and horniness are my two emotions but, that was before Camilla, with her I feel so many things I can't put a name on and it scares me.
It scares me that I won't be able to love her right, I fear screwing us up in a flash. I have already hurt her so much, I don't think another wave of pain would be fair on her thus, I tiptoe around my decisions when it comes to my personal life, she will always come first in it.
Entering our bedroom, yes, this is our bedroom. Mine and Camilla's, my mother had it made specifically for my mate and I. I haven't let another girl sleep in this room with the exception of the time Santiago found me attempting to fuck her.
Camilla is the only girl that has slept in this bed and I wouldn't want it any other way, my girl is phenomenal and I would feel as if I were disrespectful to her if she ever lay in the chamber where I played with my fuck toys.
Camilla's costume is long gone, she sits in my bed dressed in nothing but her lingerie. Purely white lingerie, her skin looks stunning.
All night I wondered what she had underneath her clothes tonight and never in a million years did I imagine she'd be dressed in an all white lace bra and panties. Hunter grunts in the back of my head, pushing to gain full control of me. I seethe at him to keep him at bay as I take in Camilla, all of her. I've seen and fucked a thousand models but none of them come close to Camilla, my beautiful mate.
“You locked me up.” Camilla purrs, shocked by the sound she released. I shift my gaze from her panties to her ravishing face. Her ultraviolet eyes gleaming with pure purple, in them, no other color is visible. I've never seen anyone with eyes like Camilla except for queen Amaya and her daughter Princess Victoria, but they didn't strike me as much as Camilla's eyes.
This is the first time her eyes have sparkled with intense purple, she looks like a doll, a goddamn remarkable doll. I pull my phone out of my pocket and snap a picture of her, no doubt my memory will engrave this image of her in my memory until the day I take my last breath but still, I want a tangible copy of it. My gaze doesn't leave hers as I take another picture, before tossing my phone somewhere across the room, hoping it will land on the sofa or at least the carpet. Camilla pulls her bottom lip into her mouth as she watches me through her sparkling eyes, her eyes are glued on my chest, watching it up to the V-line that disappears into my pants.
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