Chapter 8

Claire's POV

My dad got up and slammed his fists down on his desk, which made the wood crack a little. "Claire, neither you nor I have a choice. We're both in the same place. Do you really want to put the lives of every member of our pack in danger? Because I don't have any plans to." I was called by my name.

The tone and volume of his voice startled me, so I took a few steps back. It was the first time he had ever yelled at me like that.

I stood still because I was so shocked that I couldn't move. I couldn't believe that this was really happening, and I was even more shocked that my own father would give me to that bad person without a fight.

He let out a long sigh and then went back to where he had been standing and sat down. "In about an hour, he'll come get you. I think it's best for you to quickly pack up your things and say goodbye to everyone.

My eyes started to tear up, and my bottom lip started to shake. I was so mad that I finally lost it and