Chapter 91: Chapter 91
Camilla's POV
I found out long ago my love story with Adrian is nothing Disney themed. I knew it would be hard but part of me wishes it were easy, that part likes how easy we fall into place when we're past our communication and predicament barriers.
I would be lying if I said I haven't thought of throwing Angel off a cliff or bashing her head on the marble white walls of the kitchen turn crimson with her blood. Those aren't good thoughts, I should not be having them, I've shaken them off with ease but the pain of his two-timing still remains unlike my heinous thoughts. Thoughts that belong to the old me, the one buried with Talitha, I'm not her anymore.
Talking to Ashanti helped me paint a clearer and better picture compared to what I was thinking, in my mind everything was ruined but it's not, Adrian and I are not broken, we're simply bent and we straighten up once again. It will take a lot of work to get to a steady place but we will move past this rocky island as long as we do it together, nothing is impossible. If Ashanti can love someone else's child like her own, surely I can do the same, I'm not a horrible person, I can't hold a grudge against an innocent child.
Adrian looked distraught when he came to me with the news but I was too blinded by my distress to see he was just as affected by the news as I was. My anger won't take us anywhere, it will only create another ridge but right now, I need to be strong. I need to be his rock, the luna that stands by him when the world is withering underneath us. I will be there for him for whatever he needs, and if the baby needs me too, I'll be as helpful as I can be. I love Adrian and so I will love his child no matter how irritating the mother is. I know for a fact issues might arise but we will cross that bridge when we get there, I will handle Angel like Ashanti said, I've tamed my fair share of brats as a babysitter and so Angel shouldn't be difficult to put in her place, she's nothing compared to the greatest menace I ever had to deal with, me.
The entire ride here I've been silently thinking about what to say to Adrian, as well as new ways in which I can tolerate the temptations Angel will put me through with this pregnancy. The idea of her giving Adrian a child, his first child, is still unsettling to me. I've visualised giving Adrian a son so many times, Angel giving him one will hurt so bad, I don't know how things will be but we will cross that bridge when we get there I guess.
Mirabelle has made it clear she is mad at Adrian as well as me for forgiving him despite everything but with time, she will come around. I'm yet to tell Tiana about this mess because I don't know how she'll react considering her impulsive nature, she'd do what comes natural, kill both Angel and Adrian in one swift wipe. Adrian might be one of the best Alpha's there is but trust me, he wouldn't see Tee coming nor act fast enough to thwart her from obliterating him because she is that good a predator.
Pushing through the front door of the pack house, we're greeted by a good number of people wandering around the room in an obscure manner. Santiago included, he's by the staircase, his interest peeked on his phone. He nearly misses us when he looks up from his phone, his gaze roaming the room. “My God, you're here.” he exclaims, when his eyes finally discern us. “Adrian is going crazy trying to find you two, we've been at it for three hours.” he adds, his hand reaching into his pocket to set his phone.
Oh, so that's why the phone has over a thousand missed calls and text messages. I assumed it was him trying to get ahold of me so he could apologize so I had switched my phone off as well as Belle's—she put it on flight mood. When I switched my phone back on a few minutes ago, I deleted all messages from him and cleared my call log because I believed it was better we talked in person rather than on a device, I wanted to talk to him in person and make things about where I stand with him clear.
Patting Santiago on the chest lightly I sigh, “Where is he?”
“Your room.” he replies, his gaze darting to the stairs. I nod, taking my first step on the staircase.
“Goodnight, Belle, I'll see you in a bit.” I say walking further up the staircase, I should take the elevator but I'm not in a rush. I'm still striving to work up the courage to speak to Adrian without having a mental breakdown.
Alas, my bedroom door and still not enough mental stability as my fist taps the slightly open door lightly just to catch his attention.
It works, his gaze instantly darts from my picture on the bedside table to me. I don't get to react fast enough before he pulls me into his arms, squeezing me tightly as he caresses my hair, mumbling words I can't make out. I want to move away but I like how I feel in his embrace, the relief and refuge I find in his arms is unexplainable, even when he's holding me this tight.
Seeking a breath of fresh air and not to weaken, I slip away from Adrian and he apologises instantly. My feet back up, taking the opportunity to set some space between us so I'm in control, as much control as I can have with Adrian. “Take a seat, we need to talk.” I say, my voice hoarse and so not the intimidation I was seeking to portray.
He abides by my demand regardless, taking a seat on my bed. Only now do I get the chance to appreciate how good he looks, my panties instantly dampen when I comprehend this. I give myself a mental shake, and lean towards the door, closing it in the process.
Adrian watches me intensely, and I picture a safer image before I speak, anything but him. I picture Tee and Belle next to him, judging my stupidity with their taunting gaze. “Adrian,” I clear my throat, ensuring confidence and stern-ness in my tone. “ I love you more than I've ever loved anyone before, you're everything to me well— half of everything, the other half consists of others I care about but still, I love you. I have done nothing but love and care for you despite you breaking my heart time and time agai— ”
“Mia, I'm sorry, I –” Adrian cuts in, interrupting me and I do the same.
“No,” I coax. “ Please let me finish, it's because I love that I always forgive you. Just like I will this time, it wasn't your fault, this time you stayed true to your word and to me but I want to make it clear this is the last time that I'll forgive you for anything. If you hurt me one more time, I swear to God you'll never see me again. I'm never coming back to you and you shouldn't try to win me back because you'd have screwed up for good. I won't tolerate your bullshit, and_” I pause, taking a deep breath. “Well, just because I forgive you for this mess doesn't mean I will pretend everything is fine. I won't pretend it doesn't hurt me because it does, I should be carrying your child not her but you know what....it's fine, I can't change this and I love you so I will stand by you and we'll get through this whole mess together.”
He peers at me with a confused expression. “You forgive me?” he asks, in a very low tone but I still hear him. He eyes me closely awaiting my reaction, I nod.
“I do, Arielle made me see that we're mates for a reason I can't quit on you for this and besides, ” I grin, “I am kind of digging the idea of being a stepmom, you know Disney style.” I wink.
Adrian chuckles, his muscles relaxing when he does. “You could never do anything evil, you're the light to my darkness. Thank you for forgiving me, I promise I will never do wrong to your baby.”
Really?
I believe him, he hasn't given me a reason to distrust him lately, he doesn't even look at other women in an odd manner like before anymore.
Rising to his feet, he eyes me with a harmony in his eyes, one I haven't seen in a few days. “Can I kiss you?”
I nod, heat flushing through my cheeks. He doesn't speak but his eyes demand I come to him, and I do. His hand works its way up my neck and fists my hair, leaning into me, brushing his lips over mine. I grin against his lips, lifting my knee with a force that hits him straight in the groin.
Cursing, he steps away from me. “Mia, what the fuck? Is that you forgiving me?” he snaps, caressing his injured area. I didn't intend to hurt him as much but I wouldn't mind if he didn't have the strength to stand for a few days.
“I'm not sorry, that was for getting with Angel in the first place.”
“Acceptable.” he growls, steading himself only to pull me into him again. He parts my lips with his tongue, my lips he pulls me closer and then we kiss.
God I love the warmth of his mouth, he tastes like he's been drinking. I pull out when I feel his hard erection against my stomach, the sensation going straight to my pussy, my greedy pussy wanting him in between my thighs, relentlessly pounding into me, owning me. He buries his head in my neck, nuzzling me with his arms holding me tightly. I moan, rubbing my hands on my back.
“Adrian,” I whisper against his ear. “I can't -”
He lifts his head, still holding me closely but now gazing into my eyes, the color of his eyes replaced by a darkness I'm accustomed to. “What do you need?”
“Fuck me.” I rasp, “I can't keep this need stifled anymore, I need you fuck me like you mean it.”
He nods, his grip around my hair tightening, causing a moan to escape my parted lips. “Why did I grow this hair out again?”
Adrian chuckles, yanking my hair and I wince from the sting. “Because you love it when I pull on it like this don't you baby?”
“Yes.” I moan, at the same time the door of my bedroom swings wide open. I lean closer into him when I hear the voice of the person intruding, Mirabelle.
“Ah, seriously Camilla, Just how horny are you?” she snorts.
I don't give her a response just yet, I wrap my arms around Adrian and he holds me tighter, caressing my back. “Moon, don't demoralize the high libido of my luna, I feed off it.” Adrian murmurs, placing a kiss on top of my head, making me giggle. He does live off my sexual appetite, which I can't seem to control when he's around me.
Just when I think Mirabelle has no smartass remark, she proves me wrong. “Oh yea, planning to knock her up as well?”
I freeze in Adrian's arms, my head rising to meet Belle's gaze. She crosses her arms over her chest, a smug smile playing on her lips. She didn't just say that nor is she this proud of herself.
“Why not?” Adrian finally speaks, making me step away from him. “I wouldn't mind a little Camilla.” he winks.
Mirabelle lets out a gagging sound, making me laugh. “Yea, not going to happen buddy. I'm not about to have a baby just yet, I have a law degree to chase thank you very much.”
“I brought your phone,” Mirabelle sighs, handing me my cell phone. I had forgotten it was with her. My hand stretched out to receive it and I grin when I grasp it. “ Luna Arielle called, she wanted to talk to you but I told her you were talking to Adrian which I see was entirely wrong. You're doing more panty wetting than talking.”
My eyes roll to the back of my head, a snort escaping my parted lips. “We did talk, he understands this is the last time I'm dealing with his bullshit.”
“Good, and just so you know Adrian, if you screw Camilla over again, you can find another 'Moon'” she says, her voice deepening when she says her nickname to imitate him and walking out before Adrian retorts.
“Have you eaten?” he asks, his gaze on the closing door. I nod, not sure if he can see me nodding. He takes a few steps back, settling on the bed. He kicks his shoes off and flickers his gaze back to me, “Come here my darling.” he says, patting the empty space beside him.
My feet seem to react faster than I can process anything he says. I settle next to him, snuggling against his chest and he pulls me closer to him. I like this, I love him, I love us but I hate the way I can't see anything past him and his goddamn handsome face. Being this close to him makes me feel safe and with the utmost serenity. I've only ever felt this protected in my father's arms but looking back at those moments now, nothing compares to how I feel with Adrian. I doubt I'll ever find this much peace anywhere, the second he touches me, my demons become extinct. This is what dreams are made of, no one is going to ruin our love unless we let them. Ashanti and Arielle really opened my eyes, love is never easy but it's always worth it. Nothing worth having comes easy and Adrian and my love is striking confirmation.