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11. Changes
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2026-05-15 08:08:09
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Till The End of The World 12. Access Denied
CLARABy the time I convinced all three that I’m the best choice to see Stefan first, my head started to hurt. Which honestly felt unfair considering I was objectively correct.Sophie still looked unconvinced, Maddy looked concerned, and Emily acted like she doesn't give a fuck.Family.I push myself up from the chair with a sigh, grabbing my bag from the side table.“I’m leaving before all of you start making reasonable arguments again.”“That already happened,” Maddy mutters.“Exactly. Hostile environment.”Emily looks up at me, her hands still inside the herbal water. “You’re seriously going right now?”“Yes.”“To the estate?”“Yes, Emily, keep up.”“That sounds threatening when you say it like that.”Everything sounds threatening when I say it apparently. Feels sexist honestly.I reach into my bag while the nail technicians begin quietly cleaning around my table, soft instrumental music drifting through the room again.I pull out Alaric’s black card, and immediately all three star
Till The End of The World 11. Changes
CLARA Then Sophie slowly sets her samples down, her fingers smoothing once over the glossy color card before stilling completely. And the expression on her face makes my stomach tighten immediately. Tiny change, barely there, but she has always been terrifyingly easy for me to read. Perks of growing up together, I guess. “What?” I ask immediately. Emily looks up from beside me, still aggressively flipping through nail samples she has no intention of choosing normally. “Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” she asks. Sophie hesitates for exactly one second too long. “There may actually be someone who can help.” “An Alpha?” Maddy asks quietly from the armchair, finally looking up from her coffee. Sophie nods sideways before she speaks again. “Stefan came back.” What? Stefan? Absolutely not. My entire body stills. Beside me, Emily stops moving completely too, the nail samples nearly slipping from her hands. “…What?” she says. Apparently we share one co
Till The End of The World 10. Hobby
CLARA Before I can ask anything else, the car comes to a sudden halt, my hand slamming against the dashboard. “What the—” Evan’s arm shoots across my chest before I can lurch forward into the windshield, his other hand still gripping the steering wheel. The movement happens too fast to process, instinctive and sharp, but what actually steals my breath is the way his entire body twists toward mine immediately after, shielding me completely. A truck cuts recklessly across the road outside before speeding away through the rain-slick street. For one second, everything goes silent except my heartbeat pounding against my ribs. The scent of rain and cold leather fills the car, his sleeve pressed against my chest, his body still half-leaning over mine like he hasn’t fully realized what he just did. Then slowly, very slowly, he pulls back, jaw tight, fingers still curled around the steering wheel. “You drive like a maniac,” I breathe out. “That wasn’t me.” “Well someone almo
Till The End of The World 9. A Human
CLARA “Your nails are trimmed too short, you barely wear makeup, your hair’s natural, and you can’t tolerate sitting still for more than ten minutes.” The fuck. Slowly, I look down at my own hands, then back at him. “You analyzed me?” “I observed you.” “Why?” His expression doesn’t move an inch, but something shifts behind his eyes, something sharp enough to make my stomach tighten slightly. Not because he insulted me. Because he noticed. My nails. The hair. These tiny things. Stupid things. But people don’t notice tiny things unless they’re paying attention constantly. And suddenly, standing this close to him again, I realize something deeply, deeply unfortunate. Evan might actually be dangerous. Not in the loud way wolves are. No claws, teeth, or violence. No. He’s dangerous in the quiet way, the observing way. The kind of danger that notices patterns before you realize you’re making them. And for the first time since coming back— I realize he co
Till The End of The World 8. Morning
CLARAWatching your husband sleep after he murdered you is a very strange experience.Especially when he looks... peaceful.The morning light spills across Alaric’s face in soft gold, catching against strands of brown hair that fall carelessly over his forehead, longer at the top and slightly tousled from sleep. His beard is neatly trimmed, sharp enough to make him look refined rather than rugged, every detail controlled even in rest. The sharp line of his jaw is relaxed now, his expression calm in a way that almost feels wrong. One arm rests lazily over the blanket, his breathing deep and steady, like he doesn’t have a single sin weighing down his chest.Unbelievable, honestly.I stand near the bed quietly, arms crossed, staring at the man who once watched me die without blinking.And the worst part?If I didn’t know the truth, I would still think he was beautiful.Disgusting.His brows shift slightly after a moment, instincts pulling him awake. His eyes open slowly, unfocused at fir
Till The End of The World 7. The Palace
CLARA “I won't let you die again.” The words slam into me so hard my heartbeat stutters. Again. The room suddenly feels smaller. The air is heavier. Every instinct in me screams at once. My mouth goes dry as I stare at him, trying to laugh it off, trying to focus on something else but nothing comes. Because he isn’t joking. There’s no confusion in his face, no hesitation. Just certainty. Cold fear crawls slowly up my spine. No. No, that’s impossible. Was he reborn too? Does he remembers everything? Then others—no. My thoughts cut off sharply. His gaze doesn’t leave mine, and somehow that makes it worse, because it feels like he can see the panic spreading through me in real time. What the fuck does he know? “What?” The word comes out smaller than I intended, thin around the edges. Evan doesn’t move. He’s still standing too close, close enough that I feel like he's interrogating me and already decided the end. Then, finally— “The same way I saved y
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