Martin's POV "Martin!" I hear my fathers voice call me over as I slowly make my way to the council area. Our meeting will take place here today as many more alpha from surrounding packs join to discuss me being apart of their alliances. Jax is beside him as usual and surprisingly Herk isn't here yet. I assumed since I was gracious enough to allow him to stay in my pack for the night he would be the fist to arrive. I don't like him. The way he stared at Claire last night was something I did not miss. At the thought my hands clench but I shake it off. One more day and she'll be mine forever...I'll finally be able to tell her."Good morning" I say to them with a small bow of my head"Good morning Son" my Father smiles at me and it takes me back a moment"How is Claire feeling, any better?" He asks"I'm not sure, I didn't want to wake her this morning. She has school" I tell him and he nods"She'll be a fine Luna no doubt" he smiles like he knows something

Claire's POV My anger is now directed at Lolly, she told the one person who wanted to ruin me and didn't tell me. Maybe she's right. Maybe if I was brought up with respect and promise of safety, security, respect, and honor. But no that's not how it is and I will never satisfy my destiny. I understand what Scars been doing now "she's telling the alphas what I am" my realization comes whispered from my mouth, my pounding heart stops completely in true realization "and they'll come after me" I breath out the remaining breath in my lungs. Herk...he's one of them. "I..." I'm completely speechless."Since your existence was kept so quiet not many believed in the prophecy. But with Tara telling the werewolf world...I fear you won't be safe from the most ruthless of Alphas. This wasn't how it was supposed to be." she explains and that's when I feel my most hopelessWe sit in silence for a moment "so either way...I'm screwed""No child, I'm sure Alpha Ma

Claire's POV This is the best thing to do. I repeat this to myself as I walk out of my bedroom and down the stairs. I decide it's easier to assume he knew about me all along...it's not his fault. He didn't know his love for me was because of what I am. One day his true mate will come and he will be- I can't finish that thought.One thing I can't leave unfinished is the murder of Kenneth, May, and my unborn cousin...but that will have to be a different day. It's time to get smart. It's to risky to get my revenge right now...but one day I will avenge them. I sneak out to the back door. My eyes linger up at the window on Martin. I see his brown eyes turned down in sadness, his lips parted as he lets out an order, strong hands shaking...a part of my heart hurts knowing I'll never see him again but the other part is glad. Hoping if I never see him again I'll never have to think if he was involved with May and Kenneth's death. My lingering eyes shift to the dense forest. Maybe my

Claire's POV It's her birthday today and she's still missing. I pace back and forth in my room with eyes clamped shut. Trying not to picture Claire laying in bed asleep or in the bathroom brushing her silky silver locks. I run my hands through my hair and shake my head. I hear Bryat walk in."Martin?" He says softly and I turn to himI have a sliver of hope and I step over to him"What? Have they found her? Did they pick up her scent anywhere?"Bryat looks away "no...not yet but they are looking" I pound my hand against the wall and shout in anger, my wolf on the verge of showing though"I should be out there!" I scream and walk over to him but he blocks the door"You've been out all day and night. You fainted last night from no food or drink. You need to take it easy" Bryat says calmly, putting up his hands"How can I?! Claire is out there. Why wouldn't she come home?!" I beg him or anyone to answer the question that's gone through my mind nons

Claire's POV With every step I take the scent becomes stronger and my heart beats faster. We go up-wind so they won't smell us until we are very close. Our steps are light and carful. Why was he here? He has to be the one that took her. I hear footsteps, and I mentally tell Brayt to hold. He stops next to me bowing his head lower to the ground as we both listen.'Four pairs of feet' he says through the link"One must be Lawrence and the other Claire...""Tara is most likely with them" I growl lowly at this"Be prepared for whoever the fourth person is" I tell him and his golden eyes nod down at me "on my count, we attack" again he nods"1....2....3"With their heightened hearing they turn sharply to see us. I take in the scene in front of me. Lawrence is holding Claire up, she looks weak and tired. His eyes widen in fear and shock. Tara is ahead of the group and is the last to turn around. But when she does she quickly looks to the other person. My eyes shift and land on the piece o