CHAPTER 17: RUNNING FROM FATE

CAMERON’S POV Emilia looked at me with fire in her eyes, and damn if that didn’t feel like a victory, I don’t know will. She had been slipping away into the clutches of death but now, she was here fighting with me and if that meant that she will be alive. I will continue to infuriate her. “Now that we have gotten over you being scared. Let me get food for you,” I moved to stand up. “I wasn’t scared. You know nothing about me,” she hissed. “Are you sure about that? because I am very sure that if I say I wouldn’t tell you the condition anymore, you will probably have a panic attack,” I smirked. “Stop acting like you know me,” she eyed me with disdain. “I’m not acting like I know you. I’m stating facts.” I shrugged. “If you say so all powerful alpha.” She said sarcastically. I ignored her. I wasn’t going to give her the pleasure of answering her and prolonging this argument that we are always having. Instead, I stood up and went to the kitchen. “Alpha.” Maria barred her neck in r