Alex’s pov:
Camelia had agreed to help the pack, and had settled yesterday in a cabin near the lake. The fridge was full, and she would lack for nothing while she stayed at the pack.
When I met her in the morning, after exchanging greetings, she said in passing, “I am not doing this for the pack, Xander.”
Her words, which should have shaken me up a little, only brought a smile to my face.
This was Camelia we were talking about. She used to be a dear friend, up till the moment she awakened her powers as a witch – which we hadn’t even known she possessed at the time. Indeed, upon losing her parents at the age of 2, she had been adopted by a human couple, and had lived as such till the age of 17 when she came into her powers.
“Don’t be like that, Cami,” I told her with an easy smile, sha
