Until I Get You Claire Contreras Vk Mga Nobela at Kwento

Chapter 8— Second mate. ROWENA'S pov "Well, glad to see that you both finally met" Ryker smiled then turned to me, the hardness in his eyes softened as we held gaze. "Rowena, this is Elly, the former Luna of my pack and soon-to-be former mate" he introduced and I smiled. I wasn't a bi**h but I guess I have learned the hard way. "Hi, I'm Rowena, the soon-to-be Luna of the Blue moon pack, nice to meet you" I smirked. If anything, I was glad with satisfaction when the smile she initially had on her face came off faster than I could say, Jack Robinson.

I had been sleeping so deeply that I hadn’t realized when he walked in. “Thane?” I called out. "Riley,” he answered, still not looking at me. After what felt like forever, he walked towards me, sitting on the bed. “Can you remember the contract you signed?” he asked. I gave him a puzzled look before nodding. “There was a statement: ‘...The contractor will not hesitate to let the contractee know when she needs her sexual desires fulfilled.’ Do you remember that?” I nodded. “Yes”. How could I forget?

“Will be dead before sunrise.” The words hit Ava like ice water. “No. That’s impossible. We had a deal.” “We had leverage,” Cecile corrected. “And now that we have what we need, that leverage has served its purpose.” “Congratulations,” the man continued, extending his hand to shake first Carissa’s, then Leandro’s. “Korin Veynar. Your efforts have been— exceptional.” “Thank you, Mr. Veynar,” Carissa said, accepting the handshake like she was receiving an award. “We’re very pleased with how everything has developed.”

Whatever he was looking for, he seemed to find it, because his shoulders relaxed and he pulled her into a hug. "What would I do without you?" he murmured against her hair. Die broke and alone, Claire thought. But she said nothing and let him hold her. Later that night, after Victor fell asleep, Claire sat in the guest bathroom with the shower running for cover noise and opened the encrypted app. [Victor mentioned Valda tonight. He knows about my pen name. His clients are leaving his company for Valour because of my work. He doesn't know Valda is me, but he's frustrated and suspicious.]

Because you are mine, Liam Raul King. Whether you want me or not. Whether you feel anything for me or not. You changed my life. You molded me into this version of myself. You made me yours. And… I’ll make sure you never forget it. You will always be mine. No matter what it takes. Claire After everyone else had gone to bed, I couldn’t settle. I slipped out to the poolside alone, cradling a glass of chilled white wine as the night air brushed my skin. My phone buzzed softly on the table beside me.

Dimitri said, taking off his jacket. I walked toward him. "Talk to me." Jax handed me a tablet. "So, we traced back the company Anna was meeting with, and found that the contract came in through Clara.” “Clara?” I asked in disbelief. I rubbed my temple with the tips of my fingers. “Dimitri, what the fuck am I listening to? What the hell does Clara have to do with this?” “Just calm down Nolan, I thought the same too, but just listen to what he says.”

she hesitated before adding “Jerome…. hasn't gotten over me” Aaron's face darkened “When did this happen?” ––– “What do you have for me, Claire?” Viktor strided calmly and stopped behind the chair, one hand tucked into his pocket. In contrast to the air around him, was the grudge in his gaze. His eyes settled on the computer she was typing away on. “Sir, we haven't been able to track the number yet,” Claire replied steadily, her palms sweaty. She could feel his cold gaze staring over her shoulder and it was nerve-wracking. Having a negative answer only made the feeling worse.

“Swear to speak the truth, or accept the Moon Goddess’ wrath.” Clara swallowed, trembling. “I swear.” Myra nodded once and stepped back. “Let it begin.” Andrea stepped forward, arms still crossed. Her eyes were hard, her voice steady. “Let’s start with something simple.” Clara nodded, her hands clenched at her sides. “What’s your name?” “Clara Elene Voss,” Clara repeated. A breeze stirred the flames around the ring—acceptance. “Where were you born?” “Ventura, California.”

“Just wait!” “What is it Klara, what do you want?” He barked. Her voice came out small. “I need to confess something.” He stiffened. “Confess what?” She swallowed hard. “I did something terrible. And I can’t go on like this without telling you; it’s eating me up every day. I just had to find you to say it.” Roman’s jaw tightened, annoyed. “Then say it.” Klara sucked in a shaky breath. “When you and Tessa were on your honeymoon… I went into your office. I wasn’t supposed to be there, but I—I was upset. I found the contract.”

CLAIRE The pack meeting concluded successfully, bringing relief and joy to the members upon seeing their Alpha. Now, I find myself in my office, diligently learning about my responsibilities as the Luna of the pack. While engrossed in a book, a text message notification interrupts my focus. When I check my phone, I notice a message from an unknown number. I unlock my device to read it. Unknown: "Claire, I know I'm the last person you want to hear from, but can we meet? I have something important to discuss."