C40 The Alpha Who Cursed His Mate

Claire stands on her front lawn looking for me. She is wearing a pink fitted dress with one sleeve and some frills with her freshly curled hair draped over one shoulder. Claire looks simply gorgeous. She races up to me with a smile on her face.

‘Oh Boo-boo, I’m so happy to see you,’ she says, giving me a peck on the cheek. I realise I may have been ungrateful towards Claire all this time