~ Phoenix City, America - Earth ~
Camela was still detained at the city jail, and it was getting really unbearable for her. It had been more than six days now.
She hated how her freedom was limited, and now she had turn into something else. The attractive looking woman had now turned into a furious hag, and it made her fury rise so high.
The woman could have easily shape shift and break the walls of the jail, but it might not lead to something good. The secrets of the hidden world might be exposed, and if they found out it was through her, it wouldn't be a pleasant thing at all. Besides, even her wolf was too weak to come out due to lack of energy. She hadn't been eating any good food, and the jail was filled with alot of stinky people.
Camela sighed as there was no hope for her, and she could only pray for someone to rescue her from this boring stinky hell!
She loathed her foster daughter more every single day, cause she believed this was all Lexa's fault, and she didn't forget her vow.
The woman had made up her mind to kill Lexa anytime she set her eyes on her. She couldn't calm herself and just wished there should be a way to make it happen soon.
" Hey, what are you thinking about?"
A muscular woman with a rough hair, having different scary tattoo and piercing all over her body, came to Camela's side and flicked her forehead hard.
" Ouch! What is your problem?!" Camela stood up and barked angrily, rubbing her forehead, which was now beginning to hurt, but the pain was soon gone due to her being a werewolf, which no one knew of course.
She glared at the muscular woman, who poked her forehead and felt like hitting her till she bleed. Camela had enough of them bullying her, just because she didn't fight them back. It wasn't that she couldn't stand up against them, she just didn't want to and only wanted to be on her own. Even though, the grill she felt was slowly creeping over her body.
" How dare you talk back to me?! Who are you to stand up against me? You must be seeking a death wish!" The muscular woman roared, giving Camela a deathly gaze, and she spat on Camela's face.
Now, she just pressed the last of my buttons! Camela fumed and clenched her fists till her knuckles turned white, and she finally made up her mind.
She growled and her eyes flickered a golden color. She wanted to shift and tear the muscular woman apart, until she was in bloody pieces. Her chest rose high, and she could hear how her heart was throbbing so fast. Mouth had gone hard and her temperature rose like a fiery fire. Her head was spinning heavily, and she felt like maybe it was going to explode.
" You have the gut to shoot daggers at me?!" The muscular woman snorted, " Hey guys, seems this woman is looking forward to get some reward."
She turned to her other peers, who were in jail just like her.
They all grinned wickedly and gazed at Camela, and this just made the latter to almost drop down on the floor. Their gazes were chilling, and it sent shivers to her spine, her legs were getting weak, and it almost gave out. She took in a sharp breath and stepped backward a bit.
" What happened? Ain't you bold anymore bitch?! Where is that your fucking confident...old hag! "
The muscular woman sneered irritatedly, now making a hostile comment, which made her other peers to start making jest of Camela.
Now, one thing Camela was sensitive of, is her appearance. She hated it, when she get abused because of it and that's why she always tried to give her body the proper care. But because she was in a jail and things were limited for her, she appeared really homely, and it irked her to the core.
" Don't talk about my appearance like that!" She snapped and raised her head up, giving them a really cold and menacing gaze.
" And what are you gonna do about that?!" One of the muscular woman peers, stood up and threw a sharp thick stick at Camela.
With Camela being a werewolf, she was able to dodge the stick with her fast reflexes, but this action of her opponent just made her exploded with ire and psyched up.
She rushed forward to the woman, who threw a stick at her but was held down by the others, as they immediately swam her. They surrounded her and grabbed her tightly.
" Free me now!" She growled in an animalistic way and hissed annoyingly. She was trying to free herself with all her remaining strength, but it was in vain.
Camela really wanted to teach the woman a lesson of her life!
But before anything, they all heard a deep commanding voice,
" Stop! What is going on here! Are you all out of your mind?!"
" Release her!"
The muscular woman ordered with annoyance, obviously she wasn't pleased with the interruption.
The others who held Camela all let go of her, and they went back to their sitting position. Acting as if nothing just happened.
Camela knees dropped to the cold ground harshly, but her body and mind were numbed to feel any pain.
She only silently thanked the cop, who interrupted them. Infact, she was about to accept defeat earlier, until he arrived.
The cop frowned at the scene that just betide and shook his head. There was no sympathy on his face, and he swiftly wore an impassive face.
" Camela Hudson, you are called."
Camela eyes went up, and a flash of hope flew through her face. She tried to get up and confirm what the cop just said. It was like a rain of relief had washed over her, but she didn't want to raise her hope so high for it to only get shattered again.
" Don't you hear me? Come out now!" The cop said in an irritable manner and reached out to unlock the jail's gate padlock.
The goddess had answered her prayer! Camela was more than trilled to hear this, and she breathed a heavy air of relief. She couldn't believe this, and it all felt like a dream.
At last! She screamed in her head and wished to jump in excitement but she couldn't, due how fatigued she was.
The other women in jail hissed, and some scoffed. Some snorted and glared daggers at the cop, but it was ignored, as it didn't mean anything to the cop and Camela.
They all started envying her, but there was nothing they could do.
Camela sauntered out of the jail room, and a new wave of fresh air whiffed around her nose.
It all felt too good to be true!
She was finally out!
Out of that freaking annoying hell, and now it was time to get her revenge! She would make sure to deal with Lexa in a very painful and meticulous way. She was ready to make Lexa cry an horrible miserable cry, but the poor Camela had no idea what awaited her.