CHAPTER 21 BIG BAD WOLVES

CLAIRE "I'm trying to understand what this is about." I insisted on settling down on the terrace with Declan. My eyes were firm in his search for answers. I wanted to know what was going on. My friend's life and mine were under threat, and I deserved to know why. Maid, Declan waited until the maid, who served coffee with skilled and steady hands, exited the terrace before he considered me sharply and cleared his throat as though finding a good balance from which To spill his guts from. "Why is this Wesley guy after me? I mean, I haven't met this person, so why is he so hell-bent on hurting me?" "I am going to run you through your history. But I'm sorry to say time's not on my hands because I have to head out to the office. I'll be sure to answer all of your questions during lunch." "Lunch?" I gaped at him. "Yes, I'll be back to take you down memory lane. One I know you might never remember." Of course, I did not remember a thing about this entire pack or my family. I was