48-Intervention

Claire’s POV

As soon as I consent, I feel like I’m floating away.

I'm floating, as if I'm weightless, massless, and transparent. I see the field, Liam vs. Alex. Alex is stalking Liam. I can’t watch and close my eyes.

“Claire,” I look behind me and see my father talking. “Hello, my beautiful daughter. We need to talk.”

I float over to him, looking him up and down. He is my age, just a pup himself. But I remember he died at 19, killed in a challenge by my Daddy.

“Alpha Devon,” I said, sitting next to him.

“I guess I deserve that, you have a daddy, and a good one, I chose well.”

“Chose??” I ask, almost screaming.

“Claire, when I mated to your mother, I was so happy, she was the most beautiful she-wolf I had ever seen. I overlooked the fact that she was, well, is a complete idiot. We signed the agreement with the Vampires before you were born. When I didn’t realize you would mean so much to me. Once you were born, I knew I needed to protect you. If that meant dying, well, so be it. My litt