Claire came from the long lines of hunters who hunted supernatural beings as their source of livelihood. The business soon became dull as there was no more catch for them despite all their tries. With all these going on, Claire was still treated like a servant in her father's house by her stepmother and stepsister. One day, she saw a wolf that was injured in the garden. Thinking that it was an ordinary wolf, she took care of it and nursed it back to health. She befriended the wolf and was no longer a loner. One day, she found out that her father was going to sell her as a slave to pay off some of his debt, and she decided to run away. She got caught by her family and was beaten mercilessly. The wolf saw this and got angry, thereby transforming into a man. That was when everyone knew that he was a werewolf. The family thought that their lives would be settled if they killed the werewolf, but Claire would have none of it. She escaped with the werewolf, becoming an outcast among her family. Life tempted her and her wolf beyond what they could bear. But would they be victorious?
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I opened my eyes, staring straight at the ceiling of my bedroom.I didn’t move. I just wanted to savor those few moments that I had to myself. My bedroom was the only sanctuary I had in my life, and I knew that before long, the leave I felt this early morning would soon be broken by theThe alarm clock beside me began to ring, and I turned on my side to press the stop button. It was an old-fashioned clock that I had rescued from the scrapyard nearby.With a groan, I sat up. My body still hurt from the laborious work I had to do the previous day. I bit my lips, inhaling deeply as I stood up, my feet padding on the floor.I was used to it by now, the pain. I was used to working day and night until my arms and head felt like they would fall off.But it never got any better.I didn’t take my time with showering; it was more of a hop-in and hop-out situation. I wasn’t allowed hot water. My shower was hooked to the emergency supply of water, which was slow-running, stale, and separate from the rest of the house. If I stayed in too long I knew my stepmother or her children would be banging on my door before long.I quickly rinsed myself off, shivering as I left the small bathroom to my bedroom. I dressed up in my regular clothes - black jeans that were now so ripped at the thighs and knees that one might think a fashion statement, and a blue t-shirt.With a deep breath, I left my room, morphing my features into a blank state.It was almost sunrise, and I knew that if I didn’t get the breakfast ready before they got down, I’d be making breakfast for myself with their leftovers as punishment.The hallway creaked as I stepped on, walked down the stairs, and entered the kitchen. I turned on the lights and opened the windows. At the horizon, I could see the dawn break and the glowing sun begin to rise.I cracked several eggs with practiced ease into the bowl, adding flour. I lost myself in the rhythm of making breakfast, humming a song I loved under my breath.It was the only thing I remembered of my mother really; her singing to make me fall asleep.As I plated the breakfast - pancakes, eggs, sausages, and sliced veggies, I heard a voice speak up behind me.“You better not have wasted my food,” the voice of the woman I hated the most made me stiffen.With pursed lips I looked at her, not saying anything. I was careful to keep my face blank because I had long learned that if I showed any sort of emotion, she would stomp on it as one stepped on an ant.Minutes later, I had fully served their breakfast and was about to leave when I heard my stepmother speak up behind me.“Don’t go anywhere. You have to wait for us to finish eating first.”I turned to meet her eyes and she had glee in them. Malicious glee made me bite my lips and nod, trying to hold back from saying all the things that I wanted to. Her daughter, another bane of my horrible existence, giggled, peering at me. One would think that she was a baby with how childish she acted. But she was just three years younger than I am, and just as bullying as their mother was to me.I had to hold back my tears of frustration.Before, it was my stepmother not wanting me to eat with the rest of the family. In fact, she pointed to a corner of the kitchen and told me that I would be eating on the floor. I had to obey because I was a young 14-year-old then and had nowhere else to go.Time after time I had faced her taunts and her bullying with no one coming to my defense. I was alone. Not even my father cared enough to ask how I was doing.I waited until they finished eating, my mouth watering and longing to have something to eat. Then, I got a long list of chores that needed doing.“You will get lazy if you go on resting all the time,” was what she stated before leaving for her bedroom for… rest.I had no idea what time it was when I was finally on to the worst task of the day: weeding the garden. My stepmother was nothing if not exact and always made me work under the hot sun to unroot any plant that seemed unacceptable in her perfect, well-kept garden that was the envy of anyone who came visiting.I worked long and hard to finish the task. Sweat beads rolled down my forehead and I just knew that my shirt was going to be damp with sweat. Not to mention, the way that the soil stained my jeans and shirt. Luckily for me, it wasn’t my favorite set of clothes.I let out a long breath finally removing my sweaty hands from the rubber gloves I wore for gardening. Wiping the sweat off my brow, I was about to pick up the watering can to my left side when I froze.A wolf was there, staring in my direction.My eyes widened and I let out a gasp.I was used to hearing the sounds of howling that came from the forest near us. But I didn’t think I’d ever see a wolf up front.My heart pounded as I began to slowly back away. The panic in me increased when I realized the wolf was staring at me, unmoving.Was it going to attack me?I was frightened, not keeping my eyes off it.Should I report this to the hunters?If I ran, would it chase after me and kill me?I didn’t know. But the thought of death left a bitter taste in my mouth.Just as I was thinking of all the ways I could escape, I heard a small whine. The wolf bowed its head and my eyes widened. It was injured. Right there on the neck, I could see a gash. And it looked fresh.“Oh,” I breathed out, realizing that it was asking for help.Somehow, I calmed down and was not feeling as terrified as before. The wolf was weak and injured, just like me. Moreover, when I observed it closely I realized its front leg was caught in the trap. This gave me the assurance that it can’t hurt me.I inched closer slowly to it, gathering up my courage since I needed to inspect the wound.Unlike what I expected from a wild animal, the wolf only looked at me with a strange sort of understanding in its eyes, and it turned its head to let me look at the wound closer.I placed my hand on its head, feeling the soft lovely fur under my fingers and palms.The wolf was a strange one, I thought, using the watering can to rinse the wound out. It seemed to have intellect if it knew I wouldn’t harm it. I continued cleaning the wound, humming to myself unconsciously. When I was done, I looked into its grey, striking eyes.“Can you hide in the bushes? You need to rest,” I stated gently, brushing its fur with my hand. “I’ll come by to check on you, okay?”If I let it stay here, it would be dead by the time my father and the other hunters realized that a wolf was here. I didn’t want that.It seemed to understand and moved its head up and down as if it was nodding. Then I watched as the wolf moved, disappearing into the large bushes, and blending into the shadows that led to the edge of the forest.Epilogue. Claire's POV A full year had passed since Alex proposed to me, and I gladly accepted to be his woman. Today, we were taking the final step and getting married.My hand went to my neck where the mating mark was. After I accepted his proposal, he carried me to our room and gave me the mark after a hot, intense sex session. He had wanted the wedding to be carried out two weeks after his proposal, but I told him I wanted to wait. I wanted the pack to accept me as a human. To gain that approval, I learned how to fight with swords and how to shoot arrows, to show them that even if I was a human, I would always be there to fight by their sides if the need ever came. Then, I went ahead to start my own restaurant at the pack.At first, I barely got any customer as they were all weary of me. But little by little, people began to troop in. Now, I had two other branches out in the human world. This helped to show the people that if we ever had the need for cash - which was very unlik
Claire's POV A week passed after the ordeal we had in defeating the man who tried to claim the lives of so many people. I sighed, praying to the God in heaven that Scott's soul would find relief wherever he was now. He deserved that much for all the trouble he went through in his life."What are you doing, Claire? Wheel me well." Luna Lisa complained, drawing me back to the present."Sorry," I apologized. I moved the wheelchair a little bit faster than the pace I was keeping before. We were on our way out of the mansion to get some fresh air in the garden. Luna Lisa had to use the wheelchair as her legs were still healing. The doctor had, however, assured us that she would be fine and it was taking long to heal because it was a demon's bite."Claire." I heard someone call my name and I turned back, only to see Evie standing behind me, her suitcase already packed and with her."Are you going to somewhere?" I asked her. After the incident, we had gotten somehow closer as we had to comf
ALEXAKIS As soon as Kieran told me through the mind-link that my mate and her sister were safely back in the pack, I felt relief wash over me. I turned to look at Scott, her ex-boyfriend, all the anger in my heart targeted at him.He had endangered the life of the woman I loved, and I was going to make sure that he paid for it. No matter what anyone said about it, I was going to make sure that he paid heavily for his action.It was with that anger that I gave him an uppercut on his chin. While he bent over at the shock, I gave him a jab at his side, making sure I went all in to ensure I broke almost all his rib bones, if not all."You..." The man growled at me. He stood upright and gave me an evil smile. I knew he was up to something and that helped me stay alert. He began to morph into something hideous in front of me. Within seconds, there was no longer a man where Scott should have been. Instead, there was a tall dark beast, with two horns on his forehead, red eyes glowing brightl
Claire's POV After waiting for what felt like an eternity, even thinking that the man I was waiting for would no longer come, I was shocked when I saw him finally make an appearance. The tears that stopped flowing before came again, afresh. My heart wrenched within me, and I struggled to breathe well. Why? Why would he come here? Why did he risk his life like that?Our eyes met, and the man smiled at me. I shook my head at him as he started walking to where I was. When he got to me, he sighed."I am here now." He consoled me. It was clear that he thought I was crying because I was happy I saw him. I shook my head at him to show him that he was wrong about his insinuation. Still, he didn't get what I was trying to say."Alex, you need to run!" I finally let out amid my tears. I looked left and right to see if Scott and his men had gotten a whiff about Alex's appearance and were now on their way in here. When I didn't see them rushed in, I sighed, a little bit relieved about that. "L
Claire's POV "Scott, I am begging you," I pleaded again. I didn't care how pathetic my voice was. All I knew was that there was no way I was going to let the man kill Alex just because of a mistake that my father made."Why do you think–" his phone rang, cutting him off. "Really? Good." He said. Then, he cut off the phone. The kind of look he gave me made me cold all of a sudden."What is it?" I asked, feeling scared already."Guess who is coming over soon?" His voice held the malicious excitement he felt. "Alex! He is going to come here soon, and I will have so much fun killing him." He let out.My eyes widened in shock, and my breath became hitched."Do you want to know how he is going to die soon?"I shook my head to stop him. He ignored me and continued anyway."I plan to corner him and hit him when he least expected it." He said with a small evil laughter."You..." My voice trailed off as I realized that the man was gone already, leaving me alone."All of you, leave the building
Claire's POV It felt like forever since I got trapped in this basement where the light was never in and made it hard to tell when it was either night or day. The horror of not knowing how long it had been since I was in this hellhole made my heartbeat pound even faster. There was also the awareness that I no longer have a father to reach out to. Even though the bridge between us was rough, my heart sank now that I was aware that it had been burned forever. What made it worse? Knowing that the man and I were not on good terms before he died. How was I supposed to live on now knowing that my father hated me?I wanted to get angry with Evie over the death of my only family and how she played a part in it, but she lost Becky also, and I knew how much hurt she was going through for that. Besides, she was my family also no matter how hard we fought with each other."Claire, we need to escape." She said to me frantically again. I shook my head at her since the bandage was still covering m
Claire's POV Scott!" There was no doubt in my heart that I was relieved to see a familiar face even if it was that of the jerk who cheated on me with my sister.After I left the car and went in, I was surprised to see the door open. I thought it was so because they - Father, Becky, and Evie - were all home. I stepped inside, but it was empty. I went to Father's study but he was not there. After I searched all the places that I could, I swallowed my nervousness and went to Becky's room to see if she was there, but then she was not in the room either. A quick visit to Evie's room revealed the same ordeal.The house felt bizarre at that point, and I had a bad feeling flushed over me. I ran out of the house to see if I would see them, but nothing of such happened. I was about to move to the woodshed to see if they were there taking care of the games they hunted the night before when I saw Scott standing in front of me."Scott!" I called again. Even though the man and I never exchanged wo
ALEXAKIS I wasn't sure what exactly was making my heart feel like it had been shattered into two. Was it how Claire left me after I thought that she was going to stop and think about the love between us? Or was it because the house now seemed empty without her?I wanted her close to me - that was a fact. If I hadn't stepped into the position of the Alpha already, I would have damned every other thing and asked her to leave with me to a faraway place where we would be happy together, without anyone judging us.But I was already one, and she felt out of place.I knew it was necessary for her to take the break as she truly needed it, but I was against her going over to her parent's house. Still, that was the only safe place I knew would work for now. That didn't make my worry lessen any bit, though.Apart from her family treating her like trash, I was worried that Nathaniel might make a move for her now that she was no longer under my protection."We are here, Alpha."I looked up and sa
Claire's POV After contemplating my decision for a while, I finally came to a conclusion. It would be better for me to leave Alex and the pack, even if it was only for a while. Maybe when I would return, the animosity these people had toward me would be gone."Alex, can I have a word with you?" I asked. We were seated in the living room. He was busy with some files while I had my laptop in front of me, but I couldn't concentrate on anything I was learning on the screen. The man looked up from his work and gave me a gentle smile."I'm all ears, love." He said, the smile still plastered across his face."I want to leave," I let out quickly. I was afraid that if I hesitated, I would never be able to say it to him. I winced as he dropped the files in his hand on the floor and rushed over to where I was, holding my hands."Why? What is it?" He asked in a very gentle tone. "I just... I need a break," I told him."I know. I've been feeling the way you keep pulling away from me recently. I
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