Alpha's Hated Mate

Camilla's POV

Something is ringing, rather than someone if I'm not mistaken. I recognize that piercing sound, even as I struggle to open my eyes, the cries becoming closer by the second, until I jerk up from the bed. My gaze shifts from right to left, there's a crib next to me. I peek into it, there's a baby in it, she's crying. I rub my eyes, looking at her, her cries are piercing my soul. "

“Belle,” I attempt to call out unsuccessfully, my voice hoarse ...