Claire's POVIt's been a calm past few days, Martin has kept me company and tried to keep my mind off of everything. He's kept me occupied so I can't think about anything, not the stress of my family, not Tara, and not the proficy half of me pleas to know. The border scare was a false alarm and it was just a young wolf who wondered to far from their own pack. What if it had been Tara? Would he have really killed her? What if she does come back? Today is the day my parents move into their new home....finally away from me. I know I shouldn't but I want to try to make amends for what happened the other day. I don't want them to be my enemies, I'm tired of the hatred I have for them. I need to do this to get past it. Martin of course won't like it and will beg me not to go talk to them. But I have to.I slip out from under his arm and pick up a Tshirt he left on the ground from last night. I take it in my hands and throw it over my messy silver hair till it covers me down to my

Claire's POV We hear a loud sound to the left and both turn our heads. A moving truck is pulling out of my parents driveway, my family no where in sight. Unconsciously I walk over to my yard. Lena follows slowly behind me. The front door swings open and I glance into the empty space.The memories in this house filling my head. From the time I was young, Bervely and I playing together when she didn't dispise me. Memories of my family yelling at me for not being good enough, being the weak creature I am, or me simply being near them. But also the memory of Martin kissing me for the first time on this porch, the dinner we had together, and the time he saw me in hardly anything through my window the day he got here. My heart races at the thought and I find it hard to hate this house.I take one walk through the house, remembering and letting go...I deserve closure. I trail the steps up to my room, the place I found shelter and comfort. It's mostly empty. My bed is missing a

Claire's POVI wake up to the sound of a loud annoying ringing, I cringe and snuggle closer to Martin's warm chest. I hear him growl and pull me closer to him as his arm removes it's self from my waist. It's been a week since we found out our Luna and alpha were murdered. School has been hell with everyone looking at pity, shock, anger, or jealousy towards me about something that's happened in the past few insane months. I've spoken to my family twice. I called my Mother to ask how she was doing and the day after Martin and me went over to tell them what information he has collected; I offered to go alone but he wanted to be with me.Their wasn't much more information, people are all shocked and in mourning all over again. We've looked at his books and he went to neighbouring packs weeks before his death and that's where Martin is looking next. I've tried to stay calm and busy. But I look at everyone in my pack differently...knowing there is a possibility someone here did it

Claire's POV Pulling up to the restaurant it's small and fancy. It's just outside of the pack forest but that doesn't keep the humans away. We get out and Martin takes my hand as we walk up, Bryat and Lena trailing behind us.He opens the door for us and the minute I step inside my heart pounds and I look for his Father. The group of alphas isn't hard to spot. The men all tower over the humans walking around them. They go to all sit down but I can still see all their muscular bodies and fierce faces, dark eyes scoping the area. I see four men. I automatically try to pick out which one is Maddoxs Brother and Father. My eyes land on a broad shouldered older man, his hair is dark with strands of silver streaking through. His eyes are blue unlike Martin but his sharp jaw and deep scowl makes it automatically known that this is his Father. He looks more intimidating than I expected. I remember the first time I met Martin his hard face and deep stare scared me...maybe his Father

Claire's POV The sky looks dark and dull, grey clouds sweep across the open stary sky. Haunting moist air makes a chill go down my back. The woods around me are deathly quiet. The field I stand in is the furthest from the pack but still remains in the territory. I feel strangely strong, I feel as if I'm the brightest thing all around me, I look down at my skin and it seems as if I have captured the hidden sun.I'm startled to look over and see both my parents struck in fear as they look up at the full glowing moon, peaking from behind the clouds. My Mother is on her knees hands folded and my Father stands crouched with her. They both stare hypnoticly at the growing moon, with every second it gets bigger and pulses as if it's talking in anger. The next thing I see knocks me off my feet.Tara stands in her wolf form at the edge of the tree line. Growling and bearing her teeth. Her eyes look at me with pure deathly hatred. I try to scream but my vocal cords stay still as I