Camille's POV: 

I was supposed to stay.My original plan was to slowly manipulate Kate into getting rid of Serena for me.Once she was no longer useful to me, I would simply dispose of her.

That way, I would remove all obstacles that blocked me from Peter.

But now, Serena had exposed her real identity.

It turned out that she was actually a hybrid.

I initially thought this revelation would save me a lot of trouble.Serena would surely be killed, or at least she wouldn't be accepted as Peter's mate anymore.

But damn it! Why was she still in the Maple House? And it even seemed that she had been accepted by everyone.

And now, Serena had acquired the power to read minds! Why did she even have powers like that? No person in their right mind would ever want someone to see all of their thoughts.

Even though I was a proper aristocratic lady, it didn't mean I was not going to fight for love.

But I just couldn't stay at the Maple House anymore.

I thought of going back home.

Anyway, it was much better than staying at Red Maple Pack and watching Peter and Serena officially become mates.

Just imagining the scene of them kissing at the Mate Ceremony already broke my heart.How much more could I bring myself to applaud for them? 

"Oh, Camille.You have finally realized that the world is a cruel place.I'm proud of you.That Kate is a silly girl.She might have the guts, but she does not have the brains.We can certainly take advantage of her anger and foolishness.But for now, leaving is a good choice for you.It is better to avoid risking having your mind read by Serena."

My wolf, Elaine, also tried to conspire a plan with me.

As soon as I arrived back in my room, I started to pack my things right away.

The next morning, I bid goodbye to Patricia and asked the driver to bring me downtown.

Suddenly, an unsatisfying feeling sat in my gut.

If I left like this, did it look like I was running away in defeat? I got dropped off at a 2-Michelin-star restaurant to grab a meal.Very seldom did I ever eat alone, and this was one of those times.

I would always have my meals with family or my best friends.

Sometimes I would eat with some boys who took me out on dates.

But in this luxurious, high-end restaurant, I sat alone.

I couldn't help but reach for my phone.

Dialing a number I had long ago memorized, I waited until the call was picked up.

"Camille? What's up?"

"Hey, Peter.I'm going back to Marseilles today..."

so soon? Well, do you want me to have Alvin

open in shock. I thought he would even try to ask

he really wants is for you to go as soon as possible.See, he's even offering to

taunted me in my

in the downtown.Where are you, by

dealing with some

me to the

take you there.He should arrive in no time if

just wanted to see you before

now? I'll

of the restaurant before ending

bit over ten minutes later, Peter's Maybach pulled up outside of the

came out in a crisp, white

he was known as the CEO of a famous company.But

Alpha

born to be a

simply exuded maturity

all these years, I was still

suddenly made my body

my Peter.He was the one

you eaten anything? Why don't you sit and

you, but I just ate, actually.I'll just wait

and ordered a cup of coffee

having someone in

was how I was supposed

should never have to eat on my own and

sparked up conversations

first time I had been to Red Maple - how I was amazed at

a beautiful place, deserving of

tree I planted in my own hometown,

out the story

was sure that Peter must have also thought

meal, Peter generously paid for the bill

in the passenger seat and Peter

he could

wanted this moment to last longer, even

arrived at the airport, where Peter assisted to get me a boarding

Camille.Notify me and Patricia once you have landed safely in France," Peter said without any emotion.No, no.I didn't want to

me a hug? You know,

just getting that out took

good first move!" Elaine

however, didn't seem

he even expected me to ask

and didn't

just can't

Peter was sincerely apologetic.

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