ClaraI haven't been able to calm down despite all that Blair gas been telling me to sit down and have some rest. I know that I have been through a lot but I nolonger feel the exhaustion. Emma and Justin have been offered where to go and rest but they are also unwilling. They want to wait with me.If Lenora and Evan has not come in here to keep us company, I would have already run out of this house, transformed in the woods and gone to look for Damien.In my head, I keep praying for his safety. Please be okay Damien. Please be okay. I keep repeating this mantra in my head over and over again. Oh, moon goddess, please watch over him and the others that have gone with him. I know that she is the goddess of the werewolves but she should be able to protect him. She is the one who give Damien to me as my mate. She is the one who gives mates and I am sure she didn't make a mistake to bring us together.Please don't let us be separated by this, oh m

Clara After having my extremely early breakfast, we head back to the bedroom. I want to call breakfast because it is already morning. I have had my fill and I am ready to go to sleep.  Inside the bedroom, Damien puts the bedsheets aside for me to enter. Okay, this is too much pampering but I can't help but fall in love with how much Damien is willing to take care of me in every way. I get into the bed and watch him as he towers over the bed to cover me with the duvet cover. My heart swoons at the feeling of being loved this much. Damien was very willing to go and save me despite the fact that he put his family at risk and all his responsibilities.  "What is cooking in that head of yours?" he asks me , after catching me staring at his face. "I was just thinking about everything. About yesterday and tonight," I tell him. "Don't stress yourself about it. It is over and is behind us now. Don't even think about it," he tells me an

ClaraDamien has gone to check on Emma and Justin. I wanted to go along and check on them as well but I don't want to distract him on his duty. I will get to meet them around the house anytime anyway. I would rather let Damien carry out his responsibilities without my interference. When I finish eating the food that Damien bought me, I clean up the place and wash the plate and glass. I wonder how Damien even thought of going to the store to buy me a dress and lingerie. Somehow, I doubt that he did it on his own. Maybe someone helped him out. Victoria or Katherine maybe? I still haven't gotten over the thought of him buying me the panties. I wonder how he even chose the right one. He must have been busy doing a of this while I was snoring in bed we without having any knowledge about the world around me. His promise still lingers on my head. I hope he finishes his duties really quick so that we can get to it. I wonder if I should seduce hi

ClaraReaching home, father throws me in my room and locks the door. I cry and hit the door until I lose the energy and let the tears fall uncontrolled. I know my father has been standing there on the other side of the door listening to me hit it like a mad woman. He has heard me cry but he hasn't open the door to let me out.He knows that when he opens it, I won't hesitate to run through and go to Damien. What does he not understand about me not being able to live without Damien?Damien is my mate and we are meant to be together no matter what he does or how much he tries to separate us. Even if he forces me to reject him when my heart still belongs to him, he will just be writing on water.He should just let us be. He should let down his eagle and forget the past. What happened happened and there is nothing he can do to change the past. In any case, hd is the one who began the enmity. If he wasn't so arrogant and ruthless, non of this would have happene

ClaraToday morning has been more of a robots' programmed morning. I walk up, had a shower, brushed my teeth, smelled Damien's shirt for over ten minutes, cried over the loss of him, sat down on the floor and drowned in thoughts. Okay, maybe not robotic. Robots don't cry, they don't smell their mate's shirt and crave him. Ughh! They don't even have mates! Lucky for them, they don't have father's to drag them away from their mates!My wolf has been off. She is too sad to even communicate with me. Well, for me, I am on the verge of running mad. I haven't been able to pull myself together. Trust me, I have every possible plan of escaping from here and running to Damien.I am sure every plan could work, I could make it to Damien's place. It could work but it wouldn't be helpful to our current problem. If I run mad, it will be father's fault. I have heard about and known many members of this pack and other packs who run mad after losing thei