Chapter 4: Claire
From what I knew from word of mouth, Oliver home was located in the wealthiest high class section of founders square. I had never seen it personally before and I had always assumed that it reflected Oliver personality and I hadn't been too far off the mark, the floors were strained as deep a brown as it could be without destroying the wood and the walls that weren't covered in museum style cases with old time weapons inside them, were a deep cream colored white.
The furniture was simple and very masculine and in all the place looked like a bachelor lived here, part of me wondered how many women had seen this place before and at the thought my inner demon raised its head and snarled.
"I haven't brought any other women here but you." Oliver said his voice cutting into my thoughts. Apparently it wasn't just my inner demon who had been growling.
"It's none of my business." I said even as my inner demon hissed in a negative, to my inner demon Oliver's pasted flings were my business because we need to know if any of those bitches would try to make a claim on our mate or not.
"It is your business and we will talk about it but later." Oliver said and lead me up a long stairs cases and down a long hall way then opening the last door moved aside enough so I could see the inside of the room.
"Oh." I said and blushed at the sight of the huge four poster bed, the curtains were pushed back enough so I could see the rumpled on made bed. I wanted to crawl into that bed naked and roll around in Oliver's scent, wanted him to pound his scent into my skin so everyone would know I was his, wanted his teeth to make me….
"the bathroom is over there; I'll get something for you to wear until I can get you regular clothes." Oliver said cutting off my train of thought.
"Um…okay." I said and quickly retreated to the bathroom.
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN CLAIRE'S NAME IS ON THE REGISTER!" I screamed at Michael.
Michael to his credit, Michael didn't flinch just waited till I had gotten it out of my system.
"I went to the bank to make a with draw and saw Claire's name on the register." He said.
The register was a list of all of the vampires who a human could donate, the
list had the full name and their registration number. The list was supposed help human/vampire relations but it had done the opposed, all of the wannabe vampire hunters had ended up taking a note of the vampires on the list and then gone after them. I had always thought the list itself was a really dumb idea to begin with, when you lived in Morganville you pretty much knew every vampire on that list but there it had stayed and very vampire's hunter in town loved it.
After some important vampire had been killed, the Vampires registration numbers had been taken down, so now the only thing that was up there were their names, and hadn't been updated since Michael had turned, now it seemed Claire had been added to that list.
"Call Amelie Now!" I ordered while I took out my phone and began texting Claire and when that didn't work, started calling her and leaving messages, while half listening to Michael talking.
"Amelie why is Claire's name on the list in the bank….when…how….what! Why Oliver….no tell me why…damn it Amelie….when will she be home?...Wait don't hang up…" Michael closed his phone and cursed loudly and long.
"Claire got shot, Oliver showed up in time to turn her and that's all she would tell me." Michael said and frowning I dialed Oliver's cell.
It rang and rang then Oliver picked up, his British accent making me tense for battle.
"Yes." He said, his tone sounding calm and uncaring.
"Where the fuck is Claire." I snarled then added. "I swear to god, Oliver igf you hurt her…"
Oliver let out a pissed off growl.
"She is fine, no I didn't hurt her, and she will talked to you at a later date." He said and hung up.
I swore and called him back and got voicemail.
"Well that worked." I said and put my phone in my pocket.
"How in the hell are we going to tell Shane?" I demanded knowing the news would kill my brother in every way but blood.
"I have no idea." Michael answered.