CLARA'S POV.I rushed into the hospital, trying in vain to look for the doctor that had spoken to me yesterday about my father's case. I was so disheartened to know that he wasn't around so I checked on my father instead. His body had been cleaned and was already attended to. Tears dropped from my eyes and I looked around, trying to see if anyone was there for me to ask from or appreciate.He was sleeping peacefully so I approached him and touched his forehead. I looked at the monitor and saw that he was doing well. This was the type of help that I would never forget.The number was opened and a pretty lady came in. She was wearing the formal white uniform of the hospital and carrying a tray.I quickly cleaned my eyes, she appeared older than I thought. "Hi." She greeted me and placed the tray down. "Hi," I replied nervously and waited for her to say something but she didn't. Instead, she checked on my father and looked at the monitor from time to time. After doing that for a w
CLARA'S POV.I was standing at the entrance for about ten minutes or so before I finally heard the keyword. "Come in." I opened the door eagerly but not in a rush so as not to be sent out. The office was bright and there were piles of files. It was common for every Alpha to have this as being an Alpha wasn't their only job.They had to do some business too. I approached the table and bowed. He didn't even bother to look at me, he continued writing whatever he was involved in. "Good day, Alpha." I bowed.It was then he glanced at me. "What do you need, Clara? What trouble has your father gotten himself into? You hardly come here too." He mentioned. "My father didn't get himself into any trouble, I just need your help. He was involved in an accident yesterday and was rushed to a hospital before my stepmom left. I am really in need of financial assistance to pay his bills." I explained to him. "Or do you need it to support his drinking show?" "Drinking show? Alpha, my
CLARA'S POV.I walked down the street lost in thought. My mind was busy thinking about the offer I had gotten from Ethan.[FLASHBACK. "I researched you and I know you require money so I have an offer for you." He said. I folded my palms and looked at him intently, wondering what he had to say. "You don't have to worry about it. I am not asking for anything that you won't be able to offer." He reassured me. "First, let me introduce myself. My name is Ethan, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Red Moon Pack." When he introduced himself, my eyes widened. At this rate, I was hoping for them to fall off. Since the beginning of the day, I have been faced with a different rate of shock from the people I thought would help me.At this rate that werewolves had been perfectly hidden amongst humans and it was very hard to find any of them exposing the rest of the creatures. Our generation was calm and we only hid this from the outside world. All Werewolves were now living in peace and had not
CLARA'S POV.The day everyone had been waiting finally came. The day for the werewolves to finally meet their mate under the moon, the day that even though I was a bit excited to have witnessed, I still felt a little bit withdrawn and I was well dressed.I was inside the pack house as usual, no one was minding my business nor was I. I was watching Elena go all crazy and hoping to find someone she can love…her mate while I just stared blankly. She was done with my make-up. She looked at me to know how far I was faring. "Come on, Clara. Don't go all sulky. I know that you are worried about your dad but this is a way for you to make things right. I believe that today, you will find your mate and everything will go just fine as it ought to, I promise." She consoled me. I nodded reluctantly.I had so many fears and thoughts, what if he wouldn't like me? I had so many backstabbing rumors created by people, would he believe them? My life wasn't a fairytale so there was no way a prince wo
THIRD PERSON'S POV.Clara was on her knees crying her heart out as the rain poured. She was gripping hard onto her bags. The rejection from someone she hated hit deeper in her. She had no one to console her. Someone approached her and held an umbrella for her, to prevent the rain from falling.She slowly raised her head and saw Ethan. She burst into tears the more when their eyes met. She jumped up and hugged him regardless of her wet clothes, she cried hard on his shoulder while Ethan's hand was around the corner.He blinked and swallowed hard. He had never been in this situation before. Why was she crying? He slowly brought his hand to her back and patted her. "It's fine. You don't have to cry anymore. I'm here." He assured her.Clara held onto him tight as if he was going to disappear. "Please, let me…I want to stay in your arms for a while."If she couldn't find comfort in the arms of those she called family or relatives then there was nothing wrong in being with a stranger
THIRD PERSON'S POV.The next morning, Clara rolled out of bed and for the first time in her past nineteen years, she felt great and had nothing to worry about. She hummed a tune as she found her in the bathroom, she had no choice but to use most of the morning necessities she saw there. Moreover, Ethan didn't seem to mind the fact that she wore the robe last night.She finished taking her bath and wondered what type of clothes she was supposed to wear when she heard a knock on her door. "I'm coming." She spoke up to answer the door. When she opened it, she met Ethan standing in front of her and holding a bag. He brought it closer to her face. "Here, I bought you a few clothes seeing as you have no one that fits the description of a high-class lady that my dad will love to see." He explained and Clara cringed a bit at the full talk. "Thank you." She said with a smile and collected the bag. "Hmm." "And good morning." Clara quickly greeted. "Get ready. We need to go
THIRD PERSON'S POV.Later in the evening, Ethan had kept Clara inside his room all day and decided that they both came out for dinner. He was holding her hand and for some reason, Clara could hardly keep her smile. Ophelia who was going through a magazine glanced at them and she felt discomfort rise in her chest. With disgust, she went back to reading.Olive came down thereafter in an energetic manner. Clara saw the maids entering the kitchen and she wanted to join them. "Ethan, please let me get a glimpse of the kitchen. I would love to join them if you don't mind." She pleaded. Ethan raised his brows. "Are you sure? I don't think there is any need for you…" "There is a need. Just a few minutes, okay? Grandpa, is it okay if I go?" She switched from her reluctant boyfriend to her soon-to-be father-in-law. "Of course. Go ahead." Olive responded with a huge smile. Having such bliss in the house within a day was something he had always asked for. Clara followed the route to t
ROGUES.The next morning, Clara woke up in Ethan's room feeling better than last night. It was her second night with him and she didn't feel comfortable all through having to spend the night with a man.He was respectful though because he was on the couch while she was on the bed. She also felt bad for making him sleep in such an uncomfortable place in his room. By the time she woke up, Ethan was already awake and dressed up for work.He glanced at her, her hair was rough and her cheeks were red and puffed up, making her look like a three-year-old. "Good morning." Clara cleared her throat to greet him. "Morning. How was your night?" Ethan asked. "It was good, thank you. You are off?" "Yeah," Ethan answered and lifted his suitcase. He stared at her, she seemed to have something to say. "Do you want to say…" "Yeah. Uhm, can you please get me another room? I don't want to disturb you in your room so I am actually comfortable anywhere else but here.