8: The wannabe Luna

||Claire||

“Who is your Alpha?” I asked pretending I didn't know who he was.

“Clayton Wolke. The Alpha prince,” he answered, gazing into my face as I nodded.

“Let's get out of here.” he cocked his head to the side. His blue eyes appeared to be more thoughtful than scrutiny.

I swallowed, bobbing my head.

“This way.” he guided me to the passenger seat, and shut the door like a gentleman before getting behind the wheel, in his electric red sports car.

“ Will he be fine with you bringing a rogue and a rogue child to his territory?” I raised a brow.

“Yes. He won't refuse me. I will speak to him first thing in the morning.” he turned the heater on when he hopped in and glanced at me through the corners of his eyes.

“Have we met before?” Beta Bredon asked while starting the car.

“No,” I muttered.

“Hmmm, you look familiar. “ he uttered.

My breath hitched under his scrutinizing eyes. Wondering if he remembers me but he doesn't appear to and I also didn't want him asking questions about my pr