Chapter 10

The next morning, I knew I had work ahead. I woke up around 5, 5:30am, it'll be a hectic day.

I planned out my day and everything I'm expected to be involved in today. I dressed up and got in my car to school.

I resumed my usual seat in class. Claire's and I project will be held later today, after recess.

I put on my noise cancelling headphones, I needed maximum concentration on my final notes.

Going to the library makes me so sleepy, so I couldn't go there.

I was at it for a while, I enjoy history more than I like to admit. I used my opportunity in learning more about Luna.

Her likes have gone down in the history books with the same characteristics but I haven't read of any of them who acts like Claire.

I take it as she has not realized her potential yet.

In the middle of my research, my headphones got pulled off. I was so ready to give the person a befitting thrashing.

“Follow me. Now!" Lun-, I mean Claire commanded.

I think I'm getting used to calling her Luna because I call her when I'm with Darren.

I got startled a bit with her anger. I've never seen her this upset.

I quietly followed her. She walked and walked until we got to the old storage room.

It was quite spacious, I guess it has been abandoned for some reasons I don't care about.

She crossed her arms and glared down at me.

“Where have you been??" she snapped quickly, fury burning in her eyes.

"I've not been feeling well.” I answered, not meeting her eyes.

"I'll be very honest with my words, Luke. Am I that unimportant in your life?. I get it, but you couldn't even say anything about our project today.” She lamented.

I rubbed my temple, stress mounting in.

I held her shoulders down.

"Claire, no no no. You are. You're important, I just wasn't in the right place.” I explained, trying to sound as formal as I could be.

I needed to question her and I didn't want her emotions to be at its peak.

Relationships are interwoven with feelings and emotions, so when one emotion is unstable, the others are too. I need to keep her calm.

I hugged her and patted her back.

“Calm down, Cee. Calm down"

She was in my arms for a few seconds before she aggressively pushed me away.

"Here you go again! Over and over! Giving me signs. What do you want from me?" she cried out, her voice trembling with emotion.

“Cee, wait. I didn't mean to—”

“Enough! I've had enough! Let's just finish our project, and then please get out of my life. I want nothing to do with you! I'm with Blake now, so I'll make sure he warns you,” she cried out, her voice breaking.

She stormed out, tears daring to fall from her eyes.

I rubbed my head in worry and confusion.

“I failed badly, woefully, badly!" I yelled out and kicked the paint bucket in the corner.

“I need to fix this. I need to fix this quickly"

I ran after Claire and held her arm back.

"Can you at least let us conclude our project before you go all out on me.” I pleaded.

She sighed and removed my hands from her arm. "What do you want?”

"Let's finish our project peacefully first, our grades are important.”

The grades weren't important to me in any way but I needed something to soothe her for a while.

She agreed and we left for class. She brought out our compilation over the weeks and we memorized our parts and lines.

What could I have missed that could have made her get mixed feelings?. She was hurt and it only made me feel worse that she didn't make eye contact with me the whole time.

“All done!" I said.

She didn't say a word and left.

Well, this is bad. Minutes after the bell rang, I left for a class. I ran into Blaire on my way, yeah they were named. Unbelievable.

Blake hit my shoulder with his and the shithole had the nerve to say, “Watch where you're going, jerk."

“I don't have time for this." I said and walked right past them. I shouldn't even be here if not for Claire's project, I can't even care to call it ours.

….

“"Miss Claire RavenWood and Mister Lucas Green, it's your turn."

We presented as practiced, and the class cheered as we returned to our seats.

"Excellent job!" the teacher praised.

As we sat down, I couldn't help but glance at Claire. She seemed indifferent, an awkward smile laying on her lips.

The rest of the day dragged until it was time to go home.

I realized there was no positive chance of begging Claire today because she was keen on avoiding me.

I decided to let it go, at least for now. I still had to protect her, even though she hated me at the moment, and I needed to fix it too, urgently. I stopped by Darren's house to inquire more about the Wolverines and the Coopers'.

"Is there anything in the prophecies or history books about forbidden actions or taboos for the Werewolf Pack?" I asked Darren inquisitively.

"Yes, I think there are," Darren answered, grabbing a book from his desk. "I was doing some research the other day and stumbled across these rules, taboos, and or abominations for the leaders of the Werewolf Pack, like Alphas and Lunas."

I took the book from him and read through the taboos. "Maybe the Coopers' are trying to make Claire commit one of these," I speculated.

"Oh, I see one that says a power might be taken away from her," I noted, my voice growing more urgent.

"Do you think?" Darren asked, looking concerned.

"No, no, no, no, no, no," I replied, shaking my head. "I doubt it. Why would they want to take her powers from her?" I said, confused as to their motives.

"I thought the Wolverines only wanted her dead for revenge," I said to Darren.

"Yes, Luke. I thought so too," Darren answered.

"The thought came to mind in class today.I kept thinking about why Blake came into Claire's life unannounced. Could this be part of their plan for vengeance?. I really don't know how to convince Claire. She doesn't even want to talk to me right now," I told Darren worriedly.

"What? What happened?" he asked.

"I don't know, man. She just blew up on me," I said, rubbing my temples.

"Wow. You've got yourself in a pickle," he said. "Can you help me out?" I asked, desperation evident in my voice.

"Sure, man. Tell me everything," he said.

I explained everything to Darren, and he shook his head and said, "Man, how could you? I'm not even on your side on this one. You could have done better."

I was surprised Darren didn't understand my side of the story. I didn't mean it and I don't understand some of my feelings either. I might have given off the wrong signals. Or maybe they weren't wrong at all.

My heart still jumps when she comes close. Maybe it's because I was scared she was human but now I know she's not, but why does it still flutter, a whole Alpha." I was baffled, in confusion of my entire existence.

Darren was pondering for a bit. Then he raised his head and said, "Apologize and let her know her feelings are valid. Validate her feelings. Let her understand. And tell her how you feel too. Try that.”

I hadn't been stable ever since I met with Claire earlier today and Why do I feel she was holding back something.

I left to go home. I picked up some flowers on my way, I needed to persuade Claire in any way I could.

Since the project concluded, the only thing that'd keep me awake is Claire's safety.

I took a shower and got into night wear. The night was quiet and serene. I let the fresh breeze come in, as my windows stayed open.

“Claire.."

Those were the last words I heard myself say before I slept off.