Chapter 103
Claire's POV
It's been a day since Lawrence's birthday and I've been locked in my room. My parents and Sister haven't bursted in with rage and hateful remarks so I'm sure Tara and Lawrence hasn't said what happened in the mind like. Not that I would know.
I get up and start to do my usual school routine. I dress in casual attire, tired after this weekend. I wonder if either of them will be at school. Carmen has yet to give me any word on what's happening. I sigh and throw my silvered hair into a long ponytail. My eyes catch my reflection and I look over my face, as expected I'm almost completely healed, my face still has a red tint and is swollen slightly, my jaw still aches a little. But other than that I'm back to normal. I look away and grab my bag, reaching for the door.
I gasp when my door flies open and almost hits me in the face. I jump back and look who barged in, Bervely.
"I can't fucking believe you, I swear you disgust me. Dad and mom are pissed, just wait" she sneers and I'm stunned at what she's saying
"What are you talking about? What did I-" a loud knocking echoes through the house and Victoria turns from me
We both stay silent and listen as we hear our Mother answer the door "Alpha!" We hear her shriek and my eyes widen
what did I do if he's here?
Bervely doesn't even turn back to me, she runs down stairs. Pulling up her shorts and down her V necked tank, her heels clanking against the stairs. I'm tempted to close my door and lock myself away, scared of what's happening.
"If this is about Claire, I had no idea and we apologise for her activity and behaviour" my Father says sounding like a begging puppy
"So it's true then?" The alpha growls, I'm still petrified standing in my rooms doorway. Not knowing if I should move or not.
"Don't jump to conclusions Martin" I hear Bryat say and I slowly back away when I don't hear a response but heavy footsteps stammering up the stairs1
"Out all of you" I hear him say
"But Alpha I could-" Bervely whines
"Out, now" he says and there footsteps lead out, the front door closes behind them. I'm sure Bervely pouts her way out, my parents probably planning there next yelling session with me.
I gasp when he appears in front of me. I take in his state and feel dizzy. He's half dressed, only a pair of jeans covers his body, his shirt no where to be found. His muscles are tense and his breathing far from normal.
"Is it true?!" He demands and I gasp, afraid
"What? What is everyone talking about?" I beg, feeling tears come on from fear and confusion
"Shit, that's right you're not linked" he says but shakes his head "is it true that you-" he looks alike he'll be sick at his next words
"slept with Lawrence even though you knew Tara was his mate" he looks me over and steps near me, examining my face4
"What?!" I scream, tears instantly rimming my eyes
"how could she say that" I know it was Tara...how could she do this. I didn't do anything, it was Lawrence
He comes near me and bends down to my neck, he inspects me and and sniffs the skin of my neck. Next he pulls down my sleeves and checks my shoulders. I gasp and push his hands away from shock. He then pulls up my shirt, exposing my stomach.
"Alpha Martin stop! I'm not marked! And no I haven't slept with anyone" I tell him for a fact
He sighs and try's to calm himself. He steps away from me and over to the wall, leaning his whole body against it
"thank the fucking moon god" he sighs, running a hand down his face
Tears fall down my face and I break out in a sob. She's really done it. My Best Friend has broadcast to the entire pack a lie to get back at me for something I didn't do, something I had no control over. Why is it me that's always punished?
I sob harder and turn away from Martin. Just then more footsteps follow up the stairs and I hear Bryat say
"damn Martin I told you to not jump to conclusions now look what you've done" he scolds him
"Watch your tone Bryat I'm still your alpha" he growls
"Sorry but what did you do?" He asks
"Nothing...what do I do?" I hear him whisper the last part
Bryat sighs and I know he rolls his eyes
"Claire? What's the matter?"
I try to choke down my tears, holding my breath I wipe my cheeks and turn back to them
"Tara...was it her that said I did it?" I ask them, Martin somehow has a shirt on.. Bryat must have brought him it, I wish he didn't.
Martin walks closer to me and nods "yes, why? What happened that would make her say that?" He asks in a soft tone, trying to calm me
My eyes widen and I turn away, sitting on my bed
"it happened on his birthday...we walked over to surprise him-"
"I knew I shouldn't have let you go, I told you not to" Martin curses under this breath and I know he's beating himself up about this
"I would have gone anyways" I tell him
"we got there and when Lawrence walked in Tara jumped on him- Tara turned eighteen a couple moths ago so she didn't know- she jumped on him and told me they were mates" I sigh
"then he...he said he wanted Tara but he said I was doing something to him, that he also wanted me and then he tried to kiss me- I pushed him away though" I add the last part because Martin is fuming by this point, he pushes himself off the wall and goes to punch something
Bryat grabs his arms and says
"stop Martin let her finish, I know it angers you but calm yourself" finally Martin releases his fists and turns back to me
"What happened after that?" He asks, harshly
"I pushed him off like I said and he kept rambling on about how he didn't know what to do, he didn't know what I was doing to him, Tara flipped and..." I trail off wishing I understood
"what do I do? Tara hates me now" the tears swell back up
"Lawrence told me it would be best if I stayed away while he was trying to fix things...now I don't know what to do" I wipe the warm tears before they fall
"You're not going to school, that's a fact" he says
"I'm going to send out a message and bring in Tara-"
"No! No message and no bringing in Tara, please, I beg you" I stand and walk over to him, placing my hands on his chest but quickly taking them back
"it would only make things worse, I beg of you, Tara would hate me more....and your messages don't make me feel any better" I whisper, I hesitate saying my next words but I can't help myself
"why do you care anyways?" His last message repeating in my head and Bervely's explanation follows, I instantly frown
He frowns deeply but I hesitantly lean into him a little and look up into his eyes, hoping this approach works. His golden eyes widen and he pulls me closer to him. I'm at a lose of breath from this but I stay put in his arms. His hand reaches up and glides down my cheek, his touch so soft compared to his muscular self. If he weren't holding me my knees would surly give out. One hand pulls tightly on my lower back, keeping me not a single inch away from him. The other hand cups my cheek and I let out a shaky breath as he lowers slowly to me, his golden eyes studying my face. My face flushes and I stare into his eyes, my heart pounds and my whole body feels hot
"Because I care about you" his voice is so quiet I hardly hear him but I do and my eyes widen, heart speeding up even faster, breathing uneven.
I hear Bryat clear his throat and I quickly look away and try to move from his grasp, but his hand remains. I stay put, pushed up against him but instantly blush.
I remove his hand and step back reluctantly
"so you won't?" I ask
He sighs and clears his throat, he looks me over and frowns again "fine...but I don't like it" he says an nod with a smile
"Thank you Alpha..." But then I sigh almost wishing he would send out a message saying it was a rumour but it would only sound more suspicious. Usually I wouldn't care but this is from Tara, my best friend, who now hates me.
"On one condition" he says and I raise and eyebrow and tilt my head1
"Alright" I trail off looking between Bryat and him
"Don't call me alpha anymore...at least in private don't" he says a little nervously
I know he's told me this before and I haven't done so good with it but if this is the condition
"What do you want me to call you?" I ask
"Martin of course" he says with a small smile
I smile and nod,my brain instantly telling me what this could mean "alright Martin" I test his name and he stands straighter as it leaves my lips
I almost tell him to call me Claire like everyone else...but I can't bring myself to do it. Honestly I love the way he says my name.
"And another thing..." Bryat says and I turn to him
"you have to spend the day with us" he says with a smile and swings his arm over Martin's shoulder
I think about it for a minute and I know I don't what to go to school, I don't want to hear what they have to say. Plus Martin already said I shouldn't. I smile and nod, a little nervously
"alright sure"
Martin smiles wide and my eyes widen at this...he looks so handsome "great! I know Lena really wanted to hang out with you" he tells me and I smile, flattered by this, Lena really is a nice girl.
"Ok well I'm already ready...I was planning on going to school" I laugh nervously, I look up at both of them "what are people saying about....?" I trail off
"It doesn't matter" Martin says, anger raisings.
"I won't send out a message but I will tell them to stop talking about it through the mind link...I can't stand the nonsense, please let me" he begs and I sigh and nod
"Ok...I'm just glad I can't hear it" I say quietly under my breath
They both sigh and nod
"it'll pass over, Lawrence might say something if you won't let Martin" Bryat nods
"He won't if it's not what Tara wants, I really don't know why he did that" I wish I had never gone over there, I wish Tara went alone.
"Well let's not think on it anymore-" Bryat's cut off
"Or I might do something you won't like" Martin frowns
"Well lets go then" I say, agreeing because I don't want to think or talk about it anymore, and they both nod
Bryat walks out and I follow after, I jump slightly when Martin places his hand on the small of my back and warmth spreads through my body.
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