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She raised her brows and fold her arms under her breast. “Hey young lady, watch your tongue” Lady Wendy retorted. Claire immediately broke into tears. “What have I done?. I fucking kill someone. I’m a killer!” She fall to the ground and continue crying. Samantha stares at her unbelievably. “We’re sorry for the lost” Lady Wendy said and whispered something to Isadora. She left immediately. Davis stood there, watching everything without saying a word. “I’m a murderer. I killed her son. I killed him” Claire won’t stop crying. Davis crouched down and pulled her into a hug.

“She’ll be back when she’s ready.” “Have you checked with her previous station?” Claire, for the past three days, was also anxious. Fearing for her life, she knows that Iris would be back to hunt her. When she saw the basement of the Dale’s mansion, she knew that Iris was thinking she did it but before she could even defend herself, she was already out there, probably orchestrating her plan to kill her. Iris’ whereabouts were also out of their tracks, her IDs weren’t used anywhere, her card wasn’t used to buy anything, and no shadow of her was caught on CCTVs.

David revealed, pausing to catch his breath. “They turned to us, and that’s when terror washed over us. Ruth and Claire had black eyes and black veins. When I called out to Claire, she didn’t even recognize me—she was like a zombie, waiting for orders to attack.” David recounted, looking to Jayden to continue the story. “Dude, it was surreal. Claire was not herself; her eyes were pitch black, and her veins were visible all over her face. Ruth laughed at us and delivered a message for you and Alpha John.” Jayden added.

Yeah, i think she was trying to terminate her pregnancy which lead to her death and her mother couldn't bear the loss, so she turn herself in " Selena said as she grabbed her jacket and quickly walked towards the door. "Wait.. " Eric said "I hacked into the doctor system and i was able to find some phone records between him and Kayla's mom and how he murdered Claire, one of his nurse, i will send it to you " He said and Selena nodded before leaving I was scared and i couldn't alter a word So Claire was murdered.. I knew it Eric walked over to me and held my hand "You seem terrified " He said but i didn't say anything, he pulled me close and hugged me tightly as he kept caressing my back

Kevin had Marvin tie Claire while we waited for the police, who arrived fifteen minutes later. "We just received a call that a gunshot was heard in the home of Danielle Holly Bermout, the Hollywood actress. She was found dead in her home." One of the cops relayed, taking in the scene. "One of the neighbors said Miss Bermout and her daughter were always quarreling." "The bitch deserved it," Claire ranted, even though she was tied. "She called me a failure. How dare she?! The bitch!" Tears welled in her eyes. "I guess we've found our killer." The cops arrested Claire, who kept crying and wailing that she wanted Sayge to go with her.

"Not that one." "Why not?" "Because your mother removed it." I stared at her. "Claire requested complete privacy." Vivian continued before I could interrupt. "The dinner disappeared from the company's official records." "Why?" "Because Claire asked." I frowned. "What happened at that dinner?" Vivian looked at me carefully. "Claire met someone." "A man?" "No." She shook her head. "The truth is less romantic than that." I waited. "Claire met a representative from an entertainment agency."

I wanted that story. Five hours ago, Claire Moore Allister had been airlifted from a remote Montenegrin cliffside villa. Liam Allister, her husband's half brother —and accused corporate predator—was confirmed dead by Montenegrin authorities. The signal trail led to nothing but sharp cliff faces and Adriatic waves. It sounded cinematic—and terrifyingly real. I sat at my desk at The National Inquiry, surrounded by scattered notes, analyst printouts, and conflicting snippets of phone interviews. Two emails lay open, both from microbiology labs offering to authenticate samples from Claire—blood, hair—to prove the layers of drugging and manipulation she allegedly endured.

But then his expression softens into something resembling sorrow. “Speaking of the past,” I say, leaning forward slightly. “I’ve heard whispers about your previous mate. What happened to her?” Claire stiffens beside him, her smile faltering for just a moment. Cain’s face darkens, and he lets out a heavy sigh. “Lira,” he says, his voice low. “She… she died tragically.” I arch a brow, feigning curiosity. “Tragic? How so?” Cain sits in the chair opposite me, running a hand through his hair. “She drank wolfsbane,” he says, his voice trembling just enough to seem convincing. “Because I… I refused to mark her.”

When Kor came home for dinner, Diana threw herself on him and clung to him desperately. He hugged her tightly. "What's wrong?" he asked with concern. "Did Kil come back?" Diana shook her head against him then, her voice breaking, told him, "Claire killed her mate and herself. She was pregnant, Kor. How could she do that? I know she was unhappy, but why?"

I closed my eyes slowly and darkness followed. DARRELL'S POV I had to close early from work because of Claire.I saw Daniela walking out of my room,she looked bothered.What could be the problem? "Good evening master"she greeted. "Where's Claire?" "In the room ...I think she's sick" "Sick?"I rushed in the room.She lay on the bed with her eyes closed.She looked pale but she was fine this afternoon. "Daisy"i called but no response.I raised her hands up and saw track marks on them.