Chapter 125
Claire's POV
All of us freeze. Nobody moves a single muscle. I don't even breath. That can't be true....someone in the pack killed our alpha. The first sound to be heard across the house is shattering glass. The glass my Mother was holding is now in pieces on the floor. My eyes turn to her and I see her knees give out. My Father soon sweeps in and catches her before she collapses. He brings her to the couch, next to Bervely who has yet to stop gawking in shock at Sonia. My knees feel weak and I have to support myself against the couch.
I hear footsteps but I don't register where or who they belong to. Soon I felt two hands on me and my head slowly turns, my face blank. Lena looks at me worriedly and scans the rest of the area. She can tell something very bad is happening.
"What happened?!" She asks turning me to her, she practically holds me on my feet after my hands loose the grip on the couch.
I don't respond. The memory of that day replays in my head. Uncle Kenneth laying there coughing his lungs out, my sweet pregnant aunt May falling over and gasping for air. How could anyone do this.
"The Alpha and Luna were poisoned" Sonia says quietly
"Oh my god Martin" she gasps and then looks at me
"are you ok? do you need help?"
I'm almost as shocked by this "not me and Martin" I hear myself say
She begins to realise and her eyes widen in shock
"oh my god" she instantly hugs me but I still can't move. My beloved aunt, unborn cousin, and uncle were murdered...what monster could have done this.
Tears well up in my eyes and everything goes blurry. The air in the room goes thin and the sound around me buzzes so loudly it vibrates my scull. The last thing I remember is staring into Lena's worried golden eyes and the feeling of slow motion falling, the rest is blank.
I wake up to the feeling of softness surrounding me. My head pounds and I squint my eyes as they open to the light streaming into the bedroom. Even though I'm surrounded by warm pillows and blankets my skin feels numb. I try to block out what I know was told to me however many hours ago. I stand slowly, hoping to find the one person I need to get through this. As I step into the doorway it's like I can see it all happening again. Me watching May fall on her knees, both of them coughing and me sprinting down the stairs to go get help. The screams echo in my ears at the memory of my Mom looking down at her dead brother. Tears blur my vision and I run down the stairs, needing him.
I trip on the last stair and I feel a pain explode in my knees. I hiss in pain and almost just want to stay laying there. I hear loud footsteps running to me. I look up through wet eyes to see Martin, Brayt, and Lena in from of me. Martin bends down to hold me and Bryat and Lena watch. The moment I feel his warmth I forget the pain in my knees but the pain erupting through my heart kills me.
"They were murdered" I hear my broken voice say
Maddox cringes and his arms tighten around me
"I'm so sorry my love" I feel the pain in his voice knowing how much this is hurting me
I cry into his chest. Not understanding how someone could kill the most innocent, kind, and loved people I have ever known.
"I promise you Claire I will find out who did this and punish them" he tells me and I don't respond. I feel so weak, betrayed by just about everyone, my pack...someone did this.
Lena looks down at me with sorrowful eyes and tears prick at the corner of her eyelids. She turns to Peter and hugs him, hiding her face.
"Do you have any clue who could have done this?" Martin asks slowly and softly
I shake my head
"none, I didn't think anyone could do this. Everyone loved Kenneth and May" my throat burns as I speak
He seems uneasy and stiffens, I look up and him and Bryat stare at each other. Bryat's eyes finally shift to mine
"could Tara have done this" he asks slowly
For a moment I think but then shake my head
"no she wouldn't even do this, it happened before the Lawrence situation"
He nods but doesn't seem convinced
"we have to go see Sonia, see what else she knows" Martin says as he lifts me from the ground and brings us to stand "will you be alright?" He asks, brown eyes staring at mine, he almost breaks eye contact, I'm sure I look like a mess
"Yes I'll be fine" I nod not really believing myself but wanting him to find the person- animal, who did this.
For the rest of the day I stayed in the house, Lena comforted me while Martin and Bryat went on a mission. They questioned just about the entire pack. Got information from Sonia. All they really know is it was an injection, a dose just enough to take slow effect but hardly be noticed in tests. Sonia believes it was delivered a few days before they passed and as it ran through there blood stream it slowly killing them. Kenneth got the larger dose so he had more symptoms. Martin questioned everyone who had access to the alphas house, had meetings with him a week before he died, and basically everyone who could know anything.
By the time he returns I'm in bed, covers pulled up to my cold body. A frown permanently placed on my lips but as his warm boy slips next to mine I feel my lips turn up and busy relax against him.
"Claire?" He whispers my name quietly against my cheek
"Yeah" I say softly
"I love you....and I'm so sorry" he kisses my cheek
I turn my body to face him, he leans up while I stay laid on the pillow, to drained to move
"did you find anything else?" I ask him
His brown eyes look away from mine in defeat and his lips pull into a thin line
"no but I have a few more people lined up to talk to me tomorrow" he says quietly, hating himself for not finding them now
I reach my hand up and caress his stubbly cheek
"it's not your fault...I love you, thank you for everything you've done" I feel my throat tighten
"I don't know where I'd be if you hadn't come" I tell him honestly
I'd be completely alone. No Tara, no Lawrence, no family, no one to help me or love me...he has saved me. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me on top of his chest, but says nothing. He kisses my neck and together we curl up under the covers. With him holding me tight I'm able to fall asleep, dreams of my aunt and uncle are happy memories, not the terrible events that actually occured.
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