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Claire’s POV
I was sleeping in my room at home and my face was still wet from crying.
My heart was broken into a million pieces after Noah told me he hated me. I thought the pain inside my chest was the worst thing that could ever happen to me.
But I was wrong.
A loud explosion shook my bedroom walls.
My eyes flew open and my window broke into pieces.
I sat up in bed, my heart beating wildly against my ribs as I heard the terrifying sounds of screaming.
Outside my broken window, the night sky was glowing with bright orange light. The pack house was on fire. I smelled smoke, burning wood, and the terrible, rotten smell of dark magic.
Suddenly, my bedroom door was kicked open.
My older brother rushed in the room. He's an Alpha but right now, he didn't look like a strong, untouch
