All Chapters of Caged Between The Werewolves And Vampires : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Claire glanced at the clock and it said 7:06. Her eyes widened, she had slept for three hours! She wondered if it was the drugs that made her sleep that long. Her stomach growled in hunger and she realized it was time for dinner. She stood up from the comfy bed. She swayed a little but caught herself before she could fall. She walked out of the room not bothering to change her clothes. She wondered if her mates were back from where they went to. She yawned and ran her her fingers through red curls. She wandered down the hallway that her mates had led her through when they were showing her to her room. She walked down the stairs and rose a brow as an unfamiliar scent hit her nose. She followed the scent and saw a girl typing away on her phone in the living room. Who is she? As if noticing a presence behind her, she turned around and jumped to her feet. Her eyes widened as she saw Claire. “H-hi, Luna. I didn't see you there…” She trailed off as her cheeks tinted pink. “I'm Elena.”

Claire groaned as the harsh rays of sunlight hit her face. She must have forgotten to close the curtains before going to bed. She fell asleep in the early hours of the morning and would have appreciated a little more time to sleep. The sun had another plan though, and she couldn't fall asleep anymore. She sat up on the bed and took in her surroundings. She had almost forgotten that she was now in the Dark moon pack. Claire sighed and got up from the bed and entered the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and emptied her bladder. She walked over to the faucet and stared at her reflection on the mirror. Her green eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, her red hair looked like a bird's nest, and she had a little drool in the corner of her mouth. She ran her hands through her hair, trying to tame it. She picked up a new toothbrush from the drawer and started brushing her teeth. She rinsed her mouth with the mouthwash and washed her hands.She turned on the warm water and took off her clot

Claire tossed and turned on her bed, it was exactly 12:00am on the dot. She clutched her stomach tightly, fighting back a groan as she felt a deep insatiable hunger in the pit of her belly. She knows what this means, it was a familiar feeling she felt every full moon. What made it different was when she was in the Night Walker Pack, she didn't wait this long to feed it. As soon as the full moon comes out, she's already out for a feed. But in this case, it was different. After Robert had told on Claire and Elena, her mates were beginning to lose their trust in her. She wasn't allowed to go anywhere without their permission. At this moment, she really wished she was at her former pack, things would have been more easier. She felt her gums begin to itch as her teeth elongate into fangs and her fingers grew longer. She gasped as her skin became pale white and her eyes turned a deep shade of black. Her sense of hearing became high and she could hear the bloodstreams of the people in the

About fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the pack house. Claire walked side by side with Callan and Cameron. As we walked by, they were laughing, chatting, and socializing with each other. But as soon as they saw their Alphas, they immediately bow their heads in respect. Some people gave her odd looks and she could hear their whispering saying, 'Who is she?' 'Why is she with the Alphas?' or 'she's a redhead, pretty lil thing.'Her mates took hold of her hand and walked her into the building. The house was busy and noisy. Pups were running around as their mothers yelled at them not to run too fast. She caught sight of Elena and her mouth immediately formed into a smile. She was talking to her mate and they seemed to be arguing about something, judging by the way Elena scowled at him as he said something to her. They always seem to be in an argument whenever she sees them. She was slightly worried about Elena's strained relationship with her mate. Though, Claire didn't have the b

“We killed him.” What?She jumped out of the couch, staring at them with wide eyes. “Y-you killed your father?” They nodded nonchalantly, like it was no big deal. “We did. And before you judge, he deserved it and more.”Calming her ragged breaths, she asked. “What did he do?” Their jaws clenched at the question. “I don't want to talk about it.” Cameron said, eyeing Callan, in which the latter gave a stiff nod. Callan turned to her and plastered a fake grin on his face. “Can we forget about this and have some fun?! I'm so damn hungry!” He whined. “Of course.” Claire grumbled, she wanted to know why they killed their father, but she understood that they weren't ready to talk about it. She was going to let it be. For now. She plopped down on the couch beside Callan, Cameron took a seat on the other side of her and passed her a sandwich. She accepted it gracefully. “Let's watch a movie.” Callan suggested. “Hmm. Any suggestions?” She murmured while eating her sandwich. “Fifty shad