CLAIRE FISCHERWHEN I WOKE up, Alek was still sleeping soundly. His hand was across my body possessively. I enjoyed the weight on me, but I slipped out from underneath and stood up. I went to the window and looked out at the rising sun. It was beautiful as it came up over the horizon, casting its glare and warmth over the pack. From the window, I saw the pack slowly come awake. I saw the men come out of their homes and go about their daily duties. I must have stood there for almost an hour, absorbed in myself that I did not hear when Alek woke and came up behind.I yelped in surprise when his hand came around me. "You have to learn to stop being afraid," he said, sliding his hand up to cup my breast. He squeezed it once, "Get prepared. We will be taking a walk around the territory this morning. I want to show you around the place."I was not sure I was ready for that, but I nodded.He pressed a small, scratchy kiss on the back of my neck and went to the bathroom. I listened to him t
CLAIRE FISCHERJORAM SAT DOWN on a chair beside me. His eyes were fixated on me. "Is that so?" He asked.Alek nodded. "I need us to plan on how we are going to attack and retake the pack from the usurper.""What?" I asked. "I don't want you to attack the pack." I looked at Alek desperately. "I don't want any bloodshed on my father's pack, and I know for a certain that there is no war without death and bloodshed.""You don't want your birthright?" He asked."Not if I have to rule over blood," I told him.He chuffed and chewed on his breakfast. "You are afraid of a little blood spilling.""Some of those people there are my friends," I said. "I grew up with many of them.""With the way they treated you," Alek said, pointing a fork at me. "They are not your friends.""It was not their fault," I countered. "They were just supporting their alpha. They didn't know better.""So the alpha is the bad guy then," Alek said. "That won't be a problem. I will have his head hung on the wall there so
CLAIRE FISCHERWEDDING CEREMONY. THAT sounded like it was going to be a big deal, and I was not sure I wanted that."Come," he said.We walked in silence down the deserted street. It was like they all knew that he was passing by, and they retreated into their homes to avoid him."So peaceful," he said."Do you like it when people fear you?" I asked him.He considered my question for a while, then he said, "I would rather be feared than respected.""So you enjoy oppressing people," I nodded.He chuckled. "I don't oppress people," He replied. "People feel oppressed by me."I understood that all too well. He was a mountain of a man. He towered over me by over 3 feet, and he was very muscular. He had a bad temper, a raspy voice, and cold eyes. It was only normal for the first reaction someone would have to him was fear.He led me to the stream that Elizabeth had brought me on my second day here. It was peaceful and just as beautiful as I remembered.I remembered Elizabeth, I had not seen
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRHE COULD SEE the gears working in Claire Fischer's mind as they walked around the clan. He enjoyed her company, and he enjoyed watching the new fire that had been rekindled in her. He enjoyed it when she spoke to him with that fiery command that he didn't know she had until a few days ago. "You are going to build a good school for the pups," she pressed as he led her back to the mansion. "And a training ground for the ones that might be interested in going into the military."He sighed and groaned inwardly. It was Not a bad idea, he nodded. "I will talk to Joram about it.""Joram would agree," she said, sounding very confident like she knew my brother more than me."You know, most of the pups are originally yours," she said. That sounded very stupid. I cocked my head and smirked at her. "They are mine?""Not like that," she chuckled. "I mean, they are going to be the future of the pack. Most of them were born on these grounds. That makes them yours. They wil
CLAIRE FISCHERI MADE UP my mind to look for Elizabeth and make up with her now that I had the time after Alek went upstairs to his office. I went to the kitchen and approached the first girl I saw. "Hello."She turned and when she saw me, she immediately bowed her head. But was it in submission or fear? I asked myself. It would most likely be fear. She had seen me with Alek, and the news was spreading that I would be his mate very soon. I did not want my reputation to be fear so I placed a hand on her shoulder. "Look at me."She raised her head slowly."You don't have anything to fear," I said confidently, trying to reassure her in a strong voice as I had seen my father do many times before. "I am here to look for Elizabeth. You know her?"She nodded."I did not see her earlier today, and I have not seen her in days," I said. "Do you know where she is?"The girl nodded again. "She is in the house.""Why? Is she off duty?"The girl shook her head and said, "She is not feeling well."
LOGAN MILLERTHE PAST FEW days had not been good for Logan and the Moonshadow pack in general. The woman, Yolanda, who had given birth prematurely, lost the baby, so the whole pack was thrown into mourning. But the Luna, Fiona, had not even attended the burial.As Logan sat in his office, his head in hand, he knew he had made a very bad life decision when he married her. He knew he needed to find Claire and beg for her forgiveness.He reached into his drawer and brought out the note that she wrote the day that she left. He could feel her pain embedded in every word, but she had not given a clue where she was going. As he read the note, he realized that she might have been at the bar that day and overheard what he and Bruce were saying about her. She must have connected the dots.He sighed and returned the letter to his desk. If only there was a way for him to let her know that it was not his intention to betray her. After all, Fiona was not even his fated mate, but he could not reje
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRALEK WAS DRESSED immaculately very early. He looked at the bed where Claire was still sleeping, he did not want to wake her, but he wanted to speak with her before he left. He patted her leg gently. She woke up slowly and looked at him. "Are you going somewhere?" She asked, covering her mouth with her hand as she yawned.He nodded. "I have to go to the city for a while."She rubbed her eyes and sat up. "What's going on?" She asked."There is a small issue with my company, I have to sort it out in person." He replied."But you'll be back soon?"He shrugged his massive shoulders. "It might take a couple of days.""That serious?" She asked. "And I'll be here alone?"He sensed the slight panic in her voice and the irregular beating of her heart. "Don't worry about it. Joram is here, and you are the Luna. Nothing will happen. No one can touch you even when ik gone."She nodded, unconvinced.He leaned in and kissed her forehead. The kiss was more to soothe his agitat
CLAIRE FISCHERI FELT A deep longing sensation in my heart as I watched the limousine and Alek leave. I waved at him again, even though I was sure he did not see me anymore. I remained standing there a long time after they left."Come in, Claire," Joram said softly from behind me. I turned sharply. I had forgotten that he was with me. I sighed and nodded, wrapping the blanket tighter around me as I went back into the mansion."Breakfast," He said and we went to the dining table.We ate in relative silence. My eyes often strayed and watched him, trying to see just how different he was from Alek. Apart from their large physical sizes, there were not many similarities between them. Joram was collected and thoughtful. Even each chew of his food seemed to have been thought through. He was calm, unlike Alek's more brashful nature."When you are done examining me like a microorganism under a microscope, you will ask me the question on your mind," he said without even looking at me.I snappe
ALEKSANDER VIN SINCLAIRDARIUS TOOK THE wheel while Alek and Claire sat in the back seat. "How did you find us?" Claire asked. "How did you know we needed help?""Darius told me," he answered."But - how?""He has a phone," Alek smirked. "He shared his location with me and I knew he was in trouble." Her face dawned with realization. "What was that all about?" He asked. "Who was that man, and why did you need me to come and pick you up?""Our tires were slashed," Darius muttered from the front seat. He looked at Alek through the rearview mirror."There is an ongoing threat on my life," Claire said.Alek sat up immediately. "A threat on your life? Made by who? Who told you this?"She sighed and looked out the window."Talk to me, Claire Fischer," He growled."My mother has put me on a hit list," Claire said, looking at Alek. "Those men you saved me from in the woods, I just got to know that it was all in my mother's plans. I was supposed to have been dead since then.""And who was that
LOGAN MILLERHE HELD THE door open for Claire before he hurried to the driver's side. Before he entered the car, he glanced around quickly and spotted some silhouette in the alley opposite the hospital.He got into the car and started the engine."I can see them in the alley," he muttered to the huge guard seated in the back seat.Claire peered out the window as they drove off. She must have seen the shadows because she gasped and turned to look at Logan. "Who are they?" She asked."The people your mother sent after you," He replied as he sped down the road."My mother?" She asked. "How does she know where I am? How does she even know I'm alive."Logan sighed. "Because I told her.""You told her," Claire asked. Darius growled and leaned forward."No, no. You misunderstand, " Logan said. "I am not with her or on her side, But they now know where you are because of me.""Explain yourself," She snapped. "And tell me who you mean when you say 'they.'"He turned and looked at her. "I can't
LOGAN MILLERLOGAN HAD BEEN going about his business in the pack like a mechanical robot. He could not tell anybody about what he and seen that night because Bruce was in the plan.How ironic was it? He chilly dryly at himself. A few months later, he and Bruce had been in a secret plan to humiliate Claire twice. Bruce had been his best friend, with whom he could share anything; fast forward to today, and he did not even know who Bruce was anymore. Bruce was keeping secrets from him. Conniving with Ruth... and who knows what else.He could not confront Ruth about it. She was more influential than him in the pack. She had some pack members very loyal to her, and she held the backing of the rogues.If things went out of control, a civil war could break out in the pack and blood would be shed. But if he did not do anything, Claire would be killed, and the war was still going to break out when the rogues came to claim the pack.Logan knows now that the rogues were not rogues but a band of
CLAIRE FISCHERI WOKE UP the following morning, feeling elated.I turned and looked at Alek's sleeping face. He looked very peaceful and beautiful.Was it proper to refer to this huge chunk of masculine meat as beautiful? I asked myself."I don't think so," a small voice said in my head.I was stunned for a second. Waiting to see if the voice would say something else, but my head was quiet.It was just my imagination. I sighed and brushed his cheek softly with the tip of my fingers. His eyelids fluttered, but he did not wake.Unable to restrain myself, I let my hands run across his neck and to his upper chest. His tattoos felt a little bit bumpy at my touch. I could not imagine the amount of pain and discomfort he felt each time.He released a heavy breath as my hands ran over his chest. I remained there, watching him sleep, for a couple of minutes before I stood up. I stretched my naked body, feeling an ache between my legs. Last night was..."Enjoyable."There was that voice again.
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRALEKSANDER GAVE A small nod with his head to Darius who was still stationed outside Claire's door. The bodyguard bowed deeply and walked away, giving them privacy.He walked into the chambers. Claire was no where to be found, but he heard her in the adjoining room. Aleksander lounged in the high-backed chair. "Come here," he commanded.She poked her head through the door and looked a him, crooking a finger at her. Claire slowly walked forward. Her lips curved it to a sultry smile as she reached him, placing her hands on his broad shoulders. "Miss me?" she purred. Her floral perfume was driving him crazy."More than you know," he rumbled, big hands coming up to rest on her trim waist. She was wearing a tight sweater dress that hugged her curves like a second skin. He couldn't wait to peel it off her.âAnd yet you sent me away,â she murmured.âForget about that now,â Aleksander pulled her down onto his laps so she straddled his muscular thighs. Her tongue tease
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIR"YOU," ALEK SNARLED to Esteavo as soon as he walked into the office. "What was that statement you were trying to pull?""I don't know what you are talking about," Esteavo muttered, taking a sip of his drink.Alek sighed, suddenly exhausted. Maybe Joram was right, and it was a bad idea to bring the vampire here."She is a werewolf, isn't she?" Esteavo asked."Yes, she js," Joram replied."Hmm," Esteavo went to the window. "But she is a strange one. I could sense it.""What do you mean?" Aleksander asked.Esteavo placed his finger on the window sill, looking at the sun rays on his fingers. His skin glinted like there were a million tiny diamonds embedded in them."Esteavo!" Aleksander snapped."I can't place my finger on it," Esteavo replied. He swirled his glass cup before draining it in one gulp. "But I know there is more to her than what meets the eye.""Is that a good thing?" Joram asked. "Was that why you brought him here?" Joram looked at Alek. "To diagnose
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRHIS BEAST PURRED in contentment, feeling the warmth of Claire pressed against his side. With the way she gave herself to him, he was sure she had missed him too.He sighed and pulled her closer. She snuggled into his embrace. He could already feel the effects of the curse wear off. The burning itchiness that he felt in his skin during his time apart from her had started to recede.Her fingers were making a circular motion on the back of his hands as they lay there in the remains of sexual ecstasy."Are you alright?" He muttered into her hair.She sighed and nodded. "Are you sure?" He asked. "You expect you to feel some soreness here..." he slipped his hand between her thighs where it was hot and moist.She shook her head, saying, "I can feel you."He chuckled. His cock had started to fill with blood again, and he was slightly poking her. "I can't control it... not entirely anyway." He replied."What was not what I was talking about," she replied. "I meant I ca
CLAIRE FISCHEROur kiss started off very slowly. It was nothing but a brush of lips against lips as if we were testing the waters. My heart fluttered at the soft caress and my lips parted slightly in invitation. I could feel the heat radiating off Aleksander's body as he hovered over me, his larger frame caging me in deliciously.Then the kiss became more urgent. Aleksander's mouth slanted over mine with increasing pressure, tongue delving past my parted lips to tangle with mine. I moaned into his mouth, hands coming up to clutch at his shoulders. He tasted like coffee.I arched up into him, breasts pressing against the hard planes of his chest as I tried to get closer, to feel more of him. Aleksander groaned at the contact and pressed me against the wall.When we finally pulled apart, I was panting."Wow," I breathed out. "I've never been kissed like that."Aleksander smiled, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "We're not done."His large hands gripped my hips as he pulled my cu
CLAIRE FISCHERTHE DAYS PASSED in a blur. The training ground was already finished but the school was still in progress. My days were very simple - wake up, eat, oversee the men working, eat again.m, and then it was back to sleep. I had not heard anything from Alek in the past week, and it was adding to the occasional wave of dizziness that I experienced.As I got out of bed, I planned on checking up on Elizabeth. The last I went to see her, she had been feeling considerably better. I washed up and went downstairs for breakfast. As usual, Joram was already at the table, flipping through a large newspaper."Coffee?" He asked without looking up at me as I approached."Yes, please," I said.He gestured with his hand and a servant came forward to pour me a cup. I added milk and sugar as I liked it. "We really have to stop using servants," I leaned forward and said to him. "We are all equal here, no omegas or slaves.""That is up to you to abolish," He raised an eyebrow at me."Well, I