Claire's POV I feel my face smushed up against something soft, a thumping pounds against my scull and I groan quietly and try to lift my heavy head. My body begins to register pain and I hold my movements-my back burning. With the burning there's a cooling and wet sensations covering my back. I open my eyes and look around, careful not to move too much. My shirt and bra is gone, a gown with a open back now covers me.I prop up on my elbows and groan, I'm in Sonia back room, on a doctor office plastic bed. For a minute I think I'm alone but I turn my head and see Martin slumped down in a chair. His hand holds his tilted head while his elbow is propped on the arm rest. His usual intense and hard face is calm and soft with sleep. Even in my painful state I can't help but stare and feel calm looking at him. His mouth is hung open slightly and his head is slowly slipping from his hand.I smile and look away, I turn my head to see gauze covering my back, a clear cream coating the burns. I

Martin's POVI walk out of the pack Doctors hut and head straight for Claire piece of shit family. They came by for five minutes to check on her and left to go back doing whatever they hell they wanted.I should have fucking prevented this, I should have gone in with her. I ball my fists angrily and feel my wolf coming through but I hold down and try to relax. The dumb bitch Scar got away and who knows when we'll find her. She must be punished, and hard, for what she's done.I harshly knock on the Bryan's door and await their answer. Her Father opens it, not expecting me, the burnt smell of the house coming through as the door swings open. His eyes widen"what a surprise Alpha, so good to see you" he bows his head but I'm too angry to make meaningless conversation"Where were you planning Claire to stay tonight?" I ask, ignoring his previous commentHe raises an eyebrow"well the couch, until her room can be fixed and new things bought" he tells me just as Claire's Mother walks out, h

Claire's POV I feel someone lightly shake me. I open my eyes, instantly feeling a pain in my neck from my sleep position on the couch. Looking up I see my Father, looking very awkward "um..." He trails off as I sit upHe's already dressed in a blue collared shirt and khakis, his dark hair is combed over, eyes looking around "Luara asked me to look at your back, Sonia called this morning and wanted to make sure you were healing ok" he says and I nod, still trying to wake up"Oh...alright" I nod and standI pull up my shirt a little exposing my lower back and I feel him pull back the gauze a little. I wince seeing that it still hurts "it looks better than yesterday, it seems to only be a first or second degree burn by now" he says and I nod, not really knowing what to say"Ok, thank you" I say and pull down my shirt"She brought over more gauze and cream if you need it" he says and picks it up form the coffee table, handing it to me "I've got to go to work..." He looks me up and dow

Claire's POVMartin takes my hand and we walk hurriedly across the yard. He looks back at me with a smile as we walk up to his house. By the time I step in and the door shuts Martin's encloses me against it, lifts me up, and wraps my legs around his hips. I gasp but it's swallowed with his lips.After I get past the initial shock of the two second ordeal I melt into his body and wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers raking through the dark hair on the nape of his neck. His lips are hungry yet soft against mine. He pushes me up a little further up the door and pulls my chest closer to his.My eyes shoot open and I pull away"Wait what about Lena and Peter?" I ask pantingHe looks at me, breathless "their plumbing is fixed, they moved back yesterday" he says and I nod to go back and kiss his addicting lipsMy fingers rake through his soft hair and I savour each movement of our molding lips. It feels like an eternity since I've touched him, been around him. Three days feels like such

Claire's POV I don't even notice when I fall asleep but I fall into a world of hell. I'm in Martin's house but not in the room I was in before. I'm standing outside his door, staring at the dark wood in front of me. I hear soft cries of pain coming from the other side but my hand will only move in slow motion to the door handle. My heart speeds as different things run through my mind on what could be happening. Is Martin being hurt? Who is screaming?Finally the door opens and I'm paralysed completely. My eyes blink and I try to process the image but I can't. In front of me is my aunt and uncle, late alpha and luna, lay there in the bed, frozen. On top of them is Martin, his large hands wrapped tightly around there necks, squeezing the life from there bodies. I try to scream and beg him to stop but none of them hear me, I'm stuck at the door, staring. Mays swollen belly being crushed by Martin's leg. Tears explode from my eyes and I thrash in place. I scream for Martin to stop, telli