Ch.9 What the heck. (Claire's P.O.V.)

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Im sorry its so short but i hope you like it!!!

-Cheyenne

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What would you do if you woke up with a wolf trying to kill someone in your bedroom? You know what i did? Reaching under my pillow i pull out my hand gun. Aiming at the fight raging in the middle of my room.

"What the fucks going on in here?" I yelled. A searing pain shot through my head. What happened last night?

They both stopped and turned to me. The strangers eyebrows raised and the amazing wolf look worried some how. The wolf backed up to a pool of clothes on the floor. When its back legs hit the pair of paints the wolf did something that i never thought was possible. He turned into Jace. My hand started shaking as he walked towards me.

"Claire, give me the gun." He stuck his hand out for it. His voice was so soothing. Come on Claire what the hells wrong with you. You should be scared of him. Hes a wolf!

"But you'll never be scared of himA." Said a weak voice in my head. Voice? Im going fucking insane! First i see werewolves and now im hearing voices.

Shaking my head like I was trying to clear out my thoughts; I handed him the gun. When my skin touched his a burning sensation passed through my body along with the memories from last night.

"You're my mate?" It sounded more like a question. He broke out into a smile and was about to talk before the stranger did.

"For now." Jace growled at the stranger. If the fight i woke up to didn't say they hated each other then that should. I took a good look at him. His eyes shifted from red to blue and back. His hair was so black it looked blue. His body was great and he had tattoos wrapped around his right arm. He was the opposite of Jace.

"What do you mean for now." I asked.

He didn't answer me instead he just gave me a curious look. He stepped towards me which Jace didn't like so much. He shook with anger right next to me. Jaces grip on my arm was starting to hurt a little. The strangers eye landed on my Jace's hand.

With a angered look the strangers flicked his hand at Jace sending him flying to the wall. The impact shook my room. He struggled and shifted trying to come free but he was held there by an invisible force. I tried going to him but the stranger held me back.

"LET HER GO!!!" Jace's eyes were shifting between his wolf and human form.

The stranger ignored him again. "How did you wake up? That sleeping spell was strong enough to make you sleep until your birthday. " He looked straight into my eyes like he was hoping to find the answer there. "You're stronger than i thought."

"Sleeping spell?" I said like i didn't understand anything he said. "Who are you?"

With his free hand he smoothed down my bedridden hair. "You'll find out soon. Until then its time you should sleep." He pressed two of his fingers to my forehead. I collapsed into darkness.

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