Chapter 81-2
"Lay one more finger on her and I really won’t give a fuck who the hell you are."
Since I had no other way of stopping the pain I was feeling, I weakly fell to the floor and heard Tyson’s voice as he squatted to my level,
"Clara, are you alright?" His voice was shaky as he spoke and it felt so familiar,
He curled me in his arms and drew me closer to his body, "I’m here, Clara, I’m here, and I won’t let anyone hurt you..." Even though I couldn’t recognize who he was to me at this point, I felt so safe in his arms, and for no reason, I didn’t want him to let me go,
"I....it’s hurt ...s...so bad," I muttered in a low tone and heard his voice afterward,
"Shhhhh, close your eyes; I promise I’m going to make the pain go away soon."
Just as he had said, I shut my eyes and felt his strong arms lift me to his body. I let out a deep sigh of relief before resting my head comfortably on his chest.
AMELIA:
Hours later, Dexter was able to calm the crowd down and the party continued but I still couldn’t stop thinking about Clara I could tell that Dexter was so worried about her too,
"How long have you known?" He asked me and I cocked my head in his direction,
"How long have you known Clara found her mate and was keeping it a secret the entire time."
I took a deep breath in, "Two days ago. She got attacked by rogues the night she left the pack and he saved her."
I watched Dexter curl his fingers into fists on his thighs and I fluttered my brows hating myself for not telling him about it sooner than he had expected,
"Clara wanted it to be kept a secret until she was able to find a way out of it," I uttered hoping this would be able to calm Dexter down, but it wasn’t.
A few hours later, the party ended and I was more than happy to go home and see Clara.
"I’ll escort you to the car." I heard Daniel’s voice when I had been waiting for Dexter instead,
"Where’s Dexter? Isn’t he going home as well?"
"He’s busy with something for now and asked that I escort you back home." He uttered, and I sighed deeply. Maybe Dexter was still mad
I picked up my bag and rose to my feet. As soon as I got into the car with Daniel, I placed my bag on my thighs and unzipped it,
"Find out if there’s any traces of a weird substance in this glass," I said, handing him the glass and when he collected it, he stared at me in confusion,
"What do you mean?"
"I have a feeling something went wrong immediately Clara drank from that glass. I really don’t trust Alpha Bryan or whatever his name is. Clara would never suddenly jeopardize her relationship with Tyson so easily unless something went wrong with her."
"Are you certain?" Daniel questioned and I nodded my head,
"I have to be right, Daniel, else Clara might never find a way out of this mess."