Chapter 31

When John hurt Clara, I felt an ache growing inside my chest, as if he had hurt me instead of her. The swift pain weakened me for some absurd reason that I couldn't understand. I loosened my fists and was ready to conclude the fight but then Clara shifted for the first time ever in front of me.

My breathing came to a halt as I saw her her wolf. The flashes of the night of mating appeared in front of me and it struck me like a hundreds and thousands waves of disquieting dazzles

-she was my mate.

Clara.

Fucking Clara.

Her wolf was the exact same wolf that I had met with on the night of mating and during that time there was only one unmated female in the woods and that was her.

Of course.

Once Clara turned into a wolf, she launched at John and within a second, his wolf was on the ground, bleeding to death. She didn't kill him but instead glanced at me and then ran away.

"No, no!" I yelled as I watched her disappear. "Take him in and patch him up," I said to Daniel who was standing beside