Forever His True Mate

Chapter 1

  Camilla Houston walk swiftly down the hall. “Dammit.” she said, “I'm going to be late for my class.” She walked even faster. She burst through the door huffing. She hadn't been late after all and she looked around for her best friend. She was nowhere to be found though. It was okay, her friend regularly missed classes. She wasn't sure how she was even passing. Camilla took her academics very seriously. She felt as though she paid entirely too much money to waste the classes. She wanted to be a doctor, and nothing was going to stand in her way. Not her overbearing father or her matchmaker witch of a mother. Did I mention that Camille was a witch?

          Class passed without incident and her best friend never showed up. As she walked calmly down the stairs thinking about all the homework that she had to do, she felt a weird feeling like somebody was watching her. It felt as though somebody was staring electric bolts of energy into her back. She looked up and glanced around. There, staring at her back, was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. He looked to be  maybe twenty-five. She was only twenty-two herself, so it wasn't that much of an age gap. He had dark hair. It was a warm deep brown that fell just shy of his shoulders in a slight wavy pattern. His eyes were startling green, like bottomless emeralds. He made her think of The Wizard of Oz and the city that Dorothy found herself in while searching for the magical wizard. He was not very tall, maybe only about five foot eleven or so. He was thin but Camille could tell that he was strong from the sinewy pattern of the muscles on his arms. His skin was pale. It made her think of the moon on a foggy night when it has a pale tint to it from passing clouds. He was beautiful and she was drawn to him. He seemed to be drawn to her as well. He caught her staring. She quickly looked away and continued down the stairs. She began to dig her headphones out of her bag and as she put in the second ear bud, she heard “Hey wait up!!”   Camille turned around and it was the mystery guy. He looked at her. “Do I know you?” he asked with an adorable puzzled look on his face. She peered at him a little confused. “ I don't think so. Why? Do you think we have we met before?” she asked in the sultriest voice she could muster. He looked at her and studied her face for a moment and said, “I feel like I know you from somewhere, but I don't believe we've met… It’s your eyes. I feel like... I'm Conor and you would be?” He held out his hand expectantly. “My name is Camille” she said reaching out her hand to take his. He grabbed her hand and she almost jumped back. It was a lot to keep the reflexive motion back when she felt how cool his hand was. It wasn't cold but it definitely had a cool touch. It surprised her. She wasn't used to feeling a hand that cold. He smiled at her. His teeth were white and straight, and she felt herself falling for him just a little. He didn't say anything for a minute. “Okay, so I have to get to my next class. Maybe we can meet up sometime.” He looked at his watch. “Yeah, you're right I got to get to my next class too. How about we meet up after this class? What time is yours over again?” he asked in a voice as smooth as Tennessee whiskey. She giggled, “It's over in 50 minutes.” He smiled brightly. “Cool. How about we meet outside the cafeteria and exchange numbers or go get some coffee or something after class?” he asked still smiling. She smiled back even brighter. “Sure, that sounds nice. See you later Conor!” and she rushed off without a backward glance.

          Camille's best friend showed up for this class. “Girl what happened to you last class?” Camille asked in a hushed whisper as she sat down next to her friend. “Girl I got caught up with my boy toy.” she replied with a laughing smile on your face. “Speaking of boy toys,” she said with a serious look on her face, “Who was that who you were talking to before you came to class?” She looked at her best friend with a smile on her face “Oh that was Connor I felt him looking at me so and I turned around and there he was and he stopped me we're supposed to meet for coffee after this class.” She told her. Her best friend’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. “ You will call me and tell me all about it!” her best friend replied. “I want to know all the sexy gory details Camille.” laughed the girl. “I'm not going to have s*x with him, we're just meeting for coffee. He's really cute and I would totally give him a chance.” they both laughed at Camille’s revelation just as the teacher started her lecture with a stern look at both of them. The message she conveyed was very clear. Class passed without incident and when the teacher dismissed, Camille gathered up her things quickly with a laughing look at her best friend. She rushed over to the cafeteria to meet Connor the new mystery man.