Dangerous Him.

chapter 7

One week later,

"Mom! Dad! Run! Leave! David!" I shouted. I couldn't stand thinking that I will be the death of them, not after all this.

"Claire leave with them! I'll be fine." David told me, no he won't, he's dying. Blaise is killing my mate.

"Mom! Dad! Take Tommy and get the hell out of here! I'll catch up with you later!" I turned to them, they should leave, they have no reason to die now.

"Claire! Don't-" Blaise sank his teeth in David's right leg. "Stay back then." He knew I wasn't leaving him. Never. He shifted and started attacking Blaise, the view was terrifying; blood was everywhere; many wolves where lying on the grass, some are barely breathing and the others are very still without making much of a noise. I couldn't move a muscle, my anger boiling, targeted towards Blaise. He was the reason for my pain. David's pain. The lost life of these children. Everything.

I shifted. Right then and there. Breaking whatever prevented me from shifting before. I was a wolf. Thinking about nothing but blood. Blaise's Blood.

"Claire!" David's voice came back. I slowly opened my eyes and met the same worried eyes of David.

"Are you going to keep on waking me up every time I have a nightmare?" I asked him.

"Yes, it's excruciating watching you in pain like this."

"Well, good morning." I smiled and pecked him on his lips.

"Good morning to you too." He said.

"Can you help me up? I know I heal faster than humans but not as much as you." He laughed and place his hands on my back, slowly lifting me up. I am close to healing, because of my werewolf genes but it still hurt.

"Thank you." And headed towards the bathroom.

"Need help?" He always has this worried look in his eyes.

"I'm not disabled David, I'll do just fine on my own, it doesn't hurt that much anymore."

"Okay."

I was thinking of the day in the hospital when my parents told me about what I am. That day was firmly stitched in my brain, the shock I received could not be surprised.

* * * *

I was casually chatting with Danny and playing with Tommy when my parents, David and Dylan came in.

"So?" Waiting for my parents to start giving me a lecture. They smiled! What?

"It seems to be that your father has something to tell you." David told me with a spark in his eyes. I can't afford this right now. My brain doesn't want to process anything at the moment.

Dad pulled the chair that Danny was sitting on and took my hand in his "honey, if David have told us that he was a werewolf we would've believed him."

"Why?" They knew already?

"I am a part werewolf Claire, and so are you and Tommy."

"What?" This doesn't make sense. I am no werewolf.

"It all started when..." And he started telling me the same story that he told David and Dylan about Lucian Hanley.

"Whoa, I never thought of it that way, I always thought that I became immune to hitting." I said it as a joke but then dad's eyes hardened and took a deep breath.

"They know that I am your mate." David said.

"And what do you think about that?" I asked mom and dad.