Until I Get You Claire Contreras Vk Novels & Stories

“Make sure it finds its way to Clara.” ************* Clara hadn’t planned on checking her email. She just needed a distraction—something to take her mind off the gunshots echoing in her dreams. But then she saw the message. No sender. No subject. Just a video attachment. Her stomach dropped. Against her better judgment, she clicked it. And there it was. Alex. Quinn. Naked. Tangled. Moaning. The timestamp—just days before the shooting. She didn’t scream. Didn’t cry. She just… shattered.

Alex said as a notification pinged on her phone. “Open it! It must be something important,” Alex said, his expression unreadable. Trembling with anger, Clara snatched the phone and her blood boiled at the sight before her. "Arghhh... you bastard! You did all this—you leaked my videos! How could you? I’m still your wife, I’m Mrs. Williams! If you tarnish my name, I swear I won't let you get away with it!" Clara shouted, lunging at Alex, but his guards swiftly restrained her, pinning her to the floor.

Only I know about it, so all the information that Clara tells me is just exclusively for me. "Clara, say!" I snapped at Clara like an impatiently bird when she said, "It MATCHED, Queen. It was indeed Alpha Vdius because it was his first time visiting that club. And everything is unfiltered here and proves that he was never with our king that night."

For Claire, my engagement must be canceled! His long rant was written with feverish passion. [Starlight Media, the company Claire belongs to, noticed me! They asked me to contact them by private message! What does this mean? It means my persistence and sincerity have been officially recognized! Between Claire and me, there is a possibility! Thank you to everyone who understands me! And to those who mocked me—watch closely, true love has destiny on its side!

Well, I did tell him my name but I never told him the pack I was from or if I had an Alpha blood flowing through me. "Smart." I lied. I wasn't going to give him my name, besides I'm pretty sure Liam hasn't given up the search for me and any information about my identity would send them here as quickly as a bee following honey. "—Smart as my mate and Luna." "I, Rowena Smart accept you Alpha Ryker of the Blue moon pack as my mate and Alpha," I said and the crowd cheered. Ryker walked towards me, gently, he raised my hair making sure the nape of my neck where his mark would be laying was in sight.

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.”

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.”