Claire’s Pov
Seeing her every day was enough torture for me. It became unbearable when Aiden informed me about the Alpha’s move to make her his assistant. It tore at me each moment when I came to see Aiden.
“What do you want us to do?” Anya, my wolf asked as I walked the path that would take me to the mansion. I had tried a range of things, but she always came up with a way to turn my actions in her favor with my best chance happening six years ago.
“I don’t know,” I answered as I stopped, staring at the house from a distance. It was like a tall dream that I could never reach with the time that I spent.
“We are getting old,” Anya said, a timely reminder of the time I had spent waiting for him to notice me.
“I know,” I growled, gritting my teeth in the process. It felt like I rubbed
