Chapter 95
Claire's POV
"Please change Claire" my Mother complains as I just sit down at the bar and she stirs the pot of sauce hurriedly
"What's wrong with my outfit?" I ask looking down at my clothes
I'm wearing a loose stripped T-shirt and tight skinny jeans
"look at yourself, you could look a little nicer since your alpha's coming. You need to make a good second impression"
"I think we're past second impressions" I say quietly
"What does that mean?" My Mother snips, pouring the noodles into a strainer by the sink
Her hair is already straightened, the blonde color shinning under the light. Natural red lips, like mine, are glossed and her cheeks blushed. Her hazel eyes, even though they are looking angrily at me, are sparking with long lashes surrounding them. She's wearing a dark blue dress, shorter than the one she wore when the alpha came. It's pretty with long sleeves and interesting cut outs around the neck.
"Nothing, sorry, I'll change" I jump off the stool and walk around the corner to the stairs
Before I even make it up the first couple of steps I see Beverly walking down. Her dirty blonde hair is curled and lips stained the deepest red. She's wearing a tight black pencil skirt and a low v neck floral shirt, a sparkly necklace hanging low on her cleavage.
She rolls her eyes as we pass each other but I continue up the stairs to my room. I don't know what to wear but honestly I'd actually like to be fully clothed when I see him again, the past two times were horrific.
I look in my closet and search through the clothes. What does my mom want me to wear? I pull out a yellow sundress, it's flowy and cute and if I wear a cardigan over it I'll feel comfortably covered. It has small sun flowers on it and will come down to just above my knee. I pull off my outfit and throw on the dress and cardigan. I pull my hair down from the ponytail it was in and braid my bangs, pinning them back.
I walk back down stairs to see my Mom setting the table, putting down our best china plates. Beverly is already seated on the side of the table playing on her phone, my Father no where to be found. Mom sets down the bread and lights the candles.
My moms eyes turn to me and she looks me over "better" she nods and I smile flattening out my dress
"you could wear shoes though" I look down at my bare feet and sigh.
A knock on the door startles me and my heart pounds. I handy thought of this but I pray he says nothing about this afternoon in the forrest or my family will kill me. I speedily walk to the table and sit down next to Beverly, trying to seem normal
"no, Alphas sitting there" she says matter of factly.
I sigh and stand moving to the end of the table, leaving the empty chair for alpha to my left. My Father rushes down the stairs, his dark hair combed nicely and clothing perfectly fitted. I hear my Father answer the door and my Mom stands next to him putting on her fake award winning smile.
"Alpha it's so good to have you over to our home" my Mother says but I keep my eyes forward, away from the doorway
"Please come in, my Wife made spaghetti, I hope that's alright" I hear my Father say and then there footsteps come near. I quietly giggle, spaghetti for the alpha? I shouldn't be surprised my mom has no idea how to cook.
"That's fine" his voice echoes through the house and my chest
My Mother and Father walk to the table, sitting across the empty chair and Beverly while I sit on the end. He's the last to come to the table. I keep my hands in my lap and try to keep my eyes focused on my plate.
"Hi alpha" Bervely sits up straighter and pulls her arms together creating a deeper cut in her breasts.
Out of the corner of my eye I see him sit down and nod at her. My Mother stands and brings over the bowl of noodles and sauce
"please dig in" my Mother smiles at Martin and gestures to the bowl1
"Thank you for um...inviting me over" he says clearing his throat
"Of course" my Mom smiles scooping food for her and dad
"We just wanted to welcome you into the pack, your second in command and his mate were welcome to come" my Father smiles
"They would have but they wanted to check out the land" he tells us
Silence spreads between us and I keep my eyes down, I feel to embarrassed from today's events to look at him
"Claire Amaris-" he used my middle name and I grimace
"say hello to your alpha" my Father demands in a polite tone
"Sorry" I say and lift my eyes and turn to Martin
"good afternoon Alpha"
His face is straight but his eyes brighten
"Claire" he nods his head
A shiver goes down my back at the sound of his voice saying my name, my full name, and I hate when people call me by that...but not him. I hide a blush as I look away and pick at my food.
"It really is good to have you in our home, I know Bervely wanted to see you again" my Mother smiles and gestures to Bervely who goes to clutch his arm, he try's to pull away
"Bervely is our little angel, she's an all A student-" aka she gets everyone else to do her work
"she was a cheerleader last year but wanted to focus more on school-" boys
"did you know she even shifted early, yup she changed when she was only fifteen" my Mother boasts proudly
"she's won almost every competition she's been in, spelling bee,-" seduced the judge to give her the words early
"cheer, and she's the fastest running wolf in her age group-" I could beat her
"Very impressive" Martin nods but says nothing else, seeming bored. He clears his throat
"and you Claire?" He basks in a deep tone and I look over to him, his eye brow raised and lips straight
I put down my fork
"Well-" I begin to tell him some of my accomplishments, feeling good enough about them to actually speak to him without being afraid3
"Claire nothing really, she can be a little lazy sometimes, she just likes to read" my Mother laughs nervously rolling her eyes with a smile
I frown and look away from her, and I'm far to embarrassed to look at him
"I'm going to use the restroom" I stand quickly and walk away
I walk past the restroom and head for the back door. The cool breeze blows past as I slip to the back porch. I sit down on the rusty old porch swing and lay my head back starring up at the clouds. If I didn't have to go back in there I wouldn't. I close my eyes, my heart aching from my Mother words. I do things, more things than there princess they just don't take time to notice or care. And to say that in front of the alpha!...I don't really know why I care so much. But oddly enough I care about what he thinks of me. I don't want him to hate me and honestly I don't know whether he does or not, he's a very confusing and intimidating man. I guess I only care because he's our alpha, but there's something else. When he speaks my heart skips a beat, when he's near me I feel warm inside, when I get the guts to look into his eyes I can't help but get lost.
"it's too late for you to go on a run" I jump, started at the voice and stand
I look up to see Martin standing there, his arms crossed over his broad and muscular chest, gold eyes looking down on me. I look back at the ground to answer
"I wasn't going to run" I tell him quietly
"How often do you run?" He asks tone flat
I sigh
"not often...not often at all" I tell him honestly
"Good" he says simply and I look at him with a tilted head
This is what I mean by confusing. Does he mean it's a good think I don't run because he doesn't like me running? Why would he care?
I don't answer to that; I try to move past him to the door. When I reach the handle I feel his hand on my shoulder and he pushes me against the wall of the house, to face him. I look up, surprise written in my features.
"What are-" my words are swallowed when he places his hands beside my head, closing me in against him and the wall
He steps towards me and his head bends down to my level. I attempt to breath normal but I breath in short bursts, waiting for him to say something or for my heart to pound out of my chest. His liquid gold eyes move over my face, the moon light casting a shadow across his. His face sharpened as the light cuts in to every bone structured beautiful feature. His breath fans across my face and his scent surround me completely. His eyes grow darker and his eyebrow pull together.
Fear settles in my chest from the unknowing of what's happening.
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