Chapter 4
Claire watched carefully as Sasha's look of confusing changed to shock, then contempt, then arrogance.
"So?"
Taken aback Claire scoffed. "So?! You're asking me so?! Sasha are you fucking my mate?!"
"What if I am then?"
Claire felt dread. Pure cold dread. "Sasha..." Her voice was a whisper, cracking Abit. "Oh god no, please tell me you're joking."
"I sure would like to, but then that'd make me a liar."
Claire felt tears well up in her eyes. She exhaled, her eyes clouding up. "How long now?"
"What will it mean to you?"
"I fucking asked how long?!"
"Don't yell at me! I'm not your little servant."
Claire felt anger brewing in her belly. "Well maybe you have forgotten that I am your Luna, you obey my command! How long have you been fucking my mate?!"
"Luna?" Sasha scoffed. "You are not fit to be a Luna. You're a sad excuse for one."
"What?! Where is this coming from?"
Sasha walked up to her till they were nose to nose. "Do you know how much I hate you? How much I wake up everyday and pretend to be your little obedient servant?!"
"What?!"
"I am the one who should've been Luna. I have all it takes. While you're just a daddy's little girl. Oh, I'm sorry, both your daddies I mean."
A tear slid down her cheek. "You're so cruel. After all we've been through, this is how you repay me?"
"I honestly thought it would work faster, turns out you're quite resistant after all. But now, there's no need to worry."
Claire's eyes widened. "So It was you..."
Sasha laughed, a chilling sound. "You're so smart, Genius."
Claire felt a sharp pain in her stomach. At first, she didn't make anything of it. Till her gown began to fell sticky, and a burning sensation shot up her body. She stumbled back, and with fear looked down. There was a dagger sticking out of her.
"Sasha..." She whispered, "I loved you, I treated you like my sister..."
Sasha inspected her nails, a bored look on her face. "Yeah yeah, your mistake. Now hurry up and die."
Claire felt her body light up with pain as hot as fire. She screamed into the night, pain lighting every nerve of hers on fire.
"That's it!" Sasha screamed, laughing "let me hear more of your dying screams. Wolf's bane is truly a terrifying thing, maybe I should have used it instead."
Claire stared at her once best friend, laughing at her, and her heart broke. She doubled over, clawing at the earth, crying and screaming. The pain was intense, wolfsbane was a poison very deadly to werewolves, there was no way she could survive this.
As her life slipped out of her hands, she thought of her parents, of Logan, and the pack. And she remembered Cher. Turns out she was right after all.
What a sad ending.
Only, it wasn't the end. Her eyes flew open and she was met with an unfamiliar face staring at her and smiling with relief and joy.
"You're alive! Everyone, she's alive! Hurry!"
Claire sat up in a hurry and stared at her belly, there was no dagger sticking out of her. She turned and started at the man who was sitting beside her. She was sure she'd never met him before.
"My Rose it's a miracle! You're alive!" The man said.
Claire blinked. Rose? Who was that? She turned and looked behind her. She could see anyone, so she turned back to the man only for him to pull her close and into a deep kiss.
"You have no idea how happy I am right now."
"Where's Sasha?" Claire asked, her voice sounding hoarse and nothing like hers at all.
The man frowned. "Sasha? There's no one like that in the driftwood pack."
"Driftwood? Oh my god..."
She rushed out of bed and ran into the bathroom, throwing up the contents of her stomach. She caught sight of her reflection in a mirror and lost her balance. Her hair was blond, instead of the deep brown it was. Her eyes were green, the face she was staring into wasn't hers.
"Rose, is everything alright?"
Claire fell to the floor. This was bad. This was very bad.