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Chapter 173

    CAMILLA’S P.O.V


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    Over the past two days, Ryker had been acting weird. I knew there was something up but no matter


    how many times I asked, he would just calmly and quietly shut me down or change the subject. I tried


    so hard to snoop or eavesdrop on him but I never got anything concrete. It was driving me mad


    because at every second, he looked to be lost in thought which wasn’t normal for him. He would zone


    out during meals and sometimes while with the girls. Everyone else had noticed it and not just me.


    He had just walked out of lunch after murmuring a few words under his breath when Riley turned to me.


    “Is there something wrong with him? Is something going on that I don’t know?”


    “I’ve been asking myself the very same thing,” I mumbled. “Something is definitely bothering him but he


    will not tell me what it is no matter how much I try to ask.”


    She hummed and crossed her arms over her chest. She was in a much better ce than she as when


    she first arrived. She looked healthier and happier but she still refused for us to inform Damien. It


    wasn’t my ce to ask why so I chose to respect her space although I couldn’t help but notice that she


    tended to avoid Juan and Christine. If they were in a room, she would make up an excuse and leave or


    turn the other way. I had been meaning to ask her about it but the right time never came up.


    When Christine and Juan walked in, I realized it was perfect. They were whispering between


    themselves and ! saw Riley stiffen. She tried to look anywhere but at them and she was failing badly


    because her eyes would ultimately end up settling on them.


    “I should go,” she muttered under her breath finally standing to her feet. “I can try talking to Ryker. I


    might be


    able to glean something.”


    Before I could respond, she had walked out of the room. Christine turned to me with raised brows in


    confusion and I just shrugged. I was as confused as she was but I was determined to find out so I


    followed her. I watched her run her hands through her hair as she made her way towards the side


    entrance to the pce. She either didn’t notice me or didn’t care as she walked into the garden.


    “I just need a second, Cami,” she mumbled when I made my way over to her: “I’m still recovering


    from whatever that witch did to me and sometimes I need some fresh air.”


    “You will have toe up with something better if you are going to get rid of me,” I drawled and she


    exhaled


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    deeply. “Is there a reason you are avoiding Christine? Did someone say something to you?”


    “No, and I am not avoiding her. I just needed some space.”


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    “When she walked in,” I finished but she wouldn’t speak. She took a seat on the bench and I slowly


    walked over and took the seat next to her. “Tell me what the problem is, Riley.”


    “I don’t know,” she said and I could sense the sincerity in her tone. “I just feel so st upid when I look at


    her, you know? I was so angry with her because of Damien but now she has someone else and she is


    happy. It almost feels like bad karma, like I viinze her so much and now she has everything and I


    have nothing. She probably


    hates me.”


    I snorted. “No she doesn’t. Christine doesn’t have a mean bone in her body despite what she might tell


    you. She feels nothing for you but mutual respect at sharing family members. She doesn’t feel that way,


    I swear.”


    “Are you sure?” Riley asked and I nodded. “I would deserve her hatred. I took her mate away from her.


    I made him choose between us. I embarrassed her time and time again.”


    “If she was to hate anyone, it would be Damien but I don’t think she hates him either. If Damien hadn’t


    chosen


    you, she never would have found Juan. The way I see it, it was a win-win situation. The only person


    who feels


    any sort of way about this is you. You need closure from this, Riley?”


    Her voice was soft as she responded. “How do I do that?”


    “You see Damien, you talk to him and you figure out if you are going to try again or move on. You


    cannot hide out


    here forever.”


    She opened her mouth to respond but before she could, a guard rushed over to us. He was panting as


    if he had been running for a long time. He took a second to catch his breath and I considered dousing


    him in water


    because he was sweating profusely.


    “Your majesty,” he bowed once he managed to catch his breath. “The town needs you, there have been


    some- I can’t exin it, you just have to see.”


    I gave Riley a small smile ignoring her look of confusion and followed the guard. I was about to ask


    about Ryker when I saw him at the front of the pce. The horses were already prepped and I tried to


    catch Ryker’s eye to ask what the hell was going on but I noticed that he was avoiding me. My brows


    furrowed in confusion and I couldn’t stop that sickly creeping feeling from crawling up my spine. Did he


    know something about this?


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    I wasn’t able to ask him any questions until we got to the town but all thoughts died out when I took in


    the environment. The first thing I realized was that it was empty. There were no people on the roads or


    in the fields, it looked almostpletely deserted. I was so stunned that I couldn’t move. It wasn’t until I


    felt a warm hand on my thigh that I realized I was the only person still mounted on my horse. Ryker


    gently helped me off not once letting go of my hand.


    “What the hell happened here?” I asked aloud but even he could not respond. The guard that had


    called me led us towards what looked like a massive town house.


    “You have to prepare yourself, your majesty,” he mumbled before reaching into his satchel and


    producing two face masks. I was left confused wondering what was happening but put it on any way.


    He pushed the door open and I was stunned to see not one but at least ten different people who looked


    deathly ill.


    The scent of death stuck to the walls and the air, it wed at my insides and I felt my powers rise to the


    surface as if begging and beckoning me to heal them. I stumbled at the entrance not knowing if I would


    be able to control myself if I were to walk in. Ryker turned to me in confusion but I simply shook my


    head- I was fine.


    We were led in and that was when I noticed the physician and his son standing in the center of the


    room. I turned to the guard. “When did they get here?”.


    “They have been here since yesterday afternoon when the first case broke out. We think it is


    contagious because how else do we exin that it is rapidly spreading. The rest of the town is locked


    in their homes terrified that they will contract the strange illness.”


    We were walking past the people when a hand reached out and grabbed me. The guards sprung to


    action but I held up my hand to stop them. It was


    and it took all my will power to not all woman, no older than twenty five probably. She looked terrible


    and it took all my will power to not allow my power flow into her.


    “Why?” she groaned out, her voice barely over a whisper. I leaned down wondering what she meant by


    that. “You should have given yourself up like she asked. This wouldn’t have happened.”


    “That’s enough,” Ryker muttered before pulling me away. I noticed there was an unnatural stiffness to


    him and he was avoiding my gaze. He steered me away from the woman but her words echoed in my


    ears.


    I waited until we had walked out of the house before I turned to him. “What was she talking about and


    don’t lie to me?” he stayed silent. “Ryker, so help me if you don’t respond.”


    “I got a letter two days ago from who I assume is the witch. She asked me to give you up and it was


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    that I wasn’t going to agree to that.”


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    “Didn’t you think to tell me?” I asked but he crossed his arms over his chest. “Those people in there are


    dying


    and it is my fault.”


    “No, it is the witch’s fault. I already have L and Caius trying to find out who she is. I didn’t think it was


    necessary to bother you.”


    I let out a groan of frustration and stormed off towards my horse. I could feel eyes on me but I didn’t


    care, I was pissed. He had no right to hide that from me. He tried to follow me but before he made his


    way over, I was already gone and heading towards the pce. I arrived before him and immediately


    went into thefort of our


    room.


    It took him about half an hour before he walked in too. “Cami, you’re being unreasonable.” I raised a


    brow in his direction but said nothing. “The letter came to me and it was my choice to decide whether or


    not I wanted to tell you.”


    “Okay,” I said simply. “You can leave now.”


    “Are you truly doing this right now?” he asked but I didn’t respond. He muttered a curse under his


    breath before walking out.


    He didn’t return that night which was good for me because sometime around eleven, I got myself


    dressed in riding gear and arge dark coat. I snuck into the stables and took one of the horses then


    quietly rode out into the town. I waited until I saw thest light go off signaling that everyone was


    asleep before I dismounted and made my way out of the bushes where I was hiding.


    I snuck in through the back door and gently knelt beside one of the sick people- a young teenager. I


    sped his palm and with a deep breath, I tunneled my powers into him.
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