© Claimed By Him ~ Elektra Orfanos 

*|Luna|*

Sam stormed in locking the bedroom door and pulling the bureau in front of it. I stared up at him confused. "Weren't you just..." I looked down at myself. The sheets are torn, there's dirt and blood everywhere explaining to me that it wasn't a dream. I slept with Sam last night. How on earth are we going to hide this?

"Let's go before Bloomy gets here." On cue Curtis's shouts were heard on the other side of the door. My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened. What did he do?

"What? What is happening?" I swung my legs over the bed and sat up holding my heavy head. He killed someone. That's all I can come up with at the moment. I gasped silently to myself. Was it Evan?

"I'll help you out the window." When he said that I knew he had lost the plot. He stormed towards it swinging windows open so rain came pouring in and the wind rattled my spine.

"You're not going to kidnap me!" I hissed.

"Why?" I fell perplexed on his confusion.

"Why? Why?! Honestly? Sam what is wrong with you? Someone has to be the voice of reason." He knelt down before me his face meeting mine, his eyes burning into mine. Heat rushed to my face not that I wasn't hot enough.

"This house makes my skin crawl. I do not trust these people..." He said in a whisper holding my hand tightly. Almost a death grip.

"You're afraid."

"I'm not afraid of anything." He said quickly.

I grew stern. "Samson open the door so I can save both our skins."

He didn't move. "What will you say?"

"The truth."

"What truth?"

"That you're not all there in the head." I pushed myself up into a stand but I wobbled and grabbed his forearm for safety. "The fever is going." I said loudly. "Thank you so much for your concern dear cousin but you're being slightly dramatic in your behaviour. Please unlock the door you're embarrassing me." Sam suddenly wore a funny look of penitence as if he felt he had failed to do something again. But he helped me to my feet grabbing my waist ungraciously and pinned me to his side. "Pass me the robe."

"You're not wearing his robe."

"Would you rather they see me like this?" I gestured to my flimsy nightdress that was still slightly torn from his rough paws. His eyes stayed on my body too long that I covered myself pathetically with my arms. He unwillingly grabbed the large burgundy robe from the chair and fitted me in till I was completely covered.

Then I ordered him to remove the bureau. "No."

"Oh just do it." I had to put all my weight on him though to keep myself standing which gave him excuse not to move and hold me close. "No you're right we can't. The bed." I looked at it horrified. He lifted me up and placed me back in it rearranging the blankets so some muck was covered. Something in his head head clicked that he just had to pull out the sheet and throw it out he window before tucking me in. "Nice one Sam." I said sardonically. "Now unblock the door."

"What do you need to see them for?"

"I'm in their house."

"And they run it as if some murderer is about to run in and try to kill you."

Knowing my luck.

"They're afraid that's all." I tried to sound understanding.

I only seemed to anger him. "Of me?"

Forget sincerity... Try humour. "Who wouldn't be other than me?"

"You're afraid of me to." He stated and whether he was being smug or not I didn't know nor could I bring myself to care.

"Open the door." I began to stutter as I shivered from the cold. "And close the windows please." He pushed the bureau out of the way and unlocked the door quietly so Curtis couldn't hear and kept shouting to enter. Sam went to close the windows and a body decided to ram itself at the door. "Oh for crying out loud IT IS OPEN!" I snapped gripping my head as it ached.

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*|Sam|*

I snapped my head towards her from the window at her sudden shout and I rushed to her side checking her temperature.

"How do you know how to look after me?" She questioned.

"A friend taught me about fevers. He's sleeping around with your golden haired fiend." I replied dryly caressing her cheek.

"Her name is Mari." She said sternly.

"She's nicer than your other ones." She chuckled. I smiled until they finally had the common sense to push down the handle and peek their stupid faces inside.

"What is with all the commotion?" She asked us all leaning back on the headboard closing her eyes.

"Our apologies Luna." Bloomy said as he watched me push her hair back off her face. He stared at my hand like it was the devil's claw. "How are you fairing?"

She let out a weak chuckle. "How do I look?"

"Still radiant." He breathlessly. What an act! Such crap.

"Still as big as the moon." The blonde boy added coldly. The comment ran me up the wrong way and I stared him down recognising the insult. Luna clamped her hand over my hand that is resting on her cheek. She must have sensed the anger boiling because the intense stare she gave me was a warning glare. Do anything and I will be furious.

"I apologise for Mr Nightly's behaviour. He is very protective over me." She looked at me expectantly. I begrudgingly apologised and Bloomy accepted it while the Crowly boy looked ready to implode. "Do you think you all could give me a minute to myself I feel rather awkward?"

"Of course." Bloomy said gesturing for Crowly boy to leave but he paused staring intently at me. "All of us?" I stayed with her on the bed locking gazes with her tired brown eyes, I noticed flecks of gold in them.

"All of you." She whispered. "I just need to talk to Mr Nightly for a moment..." Bloomy closed the the door leaving us in peace. Unconsciously Luna was rubbing circles with her thumb over my hand that still was cupping her cheek. She removed it from her cheek and pushed towards me but I whipped my hands to grip her wrists.

"Don't leave me with..." I started but she shook her head.

"Don't be so childish that's my job." She whispered smiling weakly at me. "Go, be friendly." She stroked my cheek with her thumb then gently hit my head to get me to move. "Go Sam before he..."

"Before what?" I growled. "Is there something going on between you and Bloomy?"

"Bloomy? No. I have my suspicions though... Why would y-you even ask me that?" She asked me her brow crinkling and whatever light she had in her eyes, gone. As if someone had blown a candle out. I have upset her. She slid her hands away from me and her eyes hardened. "After last night I thought..."

"What did you think?" I questioned a lot harsher than I intended. She sighed rolling her head back on to the headboard.

"Can you call for a maid or someone to help me dress. My family will be collecting me today and you should leave before they do."

"You're ashamed of me."

"No." She dragged out darkly her eyes snapping open. "You're my cousin. A cousin that my family are unaware of. Bloody hell Sam what is wrong with you?" I got off the bed and walked to the door fuming. If only I knew Luna. If only I knew.

"Sam wait." She shuffled over awkwardly to me. I grabbed her hips to hold her steady and she gripped my arms wincing in pain. Guilt hanged over me like a stormy cloud and she opened her eyes staring at my hair. She pushed my dripping wet hair back with her fingers and began to style it in a way she saw fit. "I don't care that you used me to get to Alpha." She breathed. I am all too aware of her breasts pressed against my chest and the sound of her calm heartbeat to really pay attention to what she's saying. "However I do have a problem with you jumping into a fight like that." She opened the door and sent me out as a maid and some glamorously dressed woman who resembles Crowly stood there stunned.

"Who are..." The woman began her blue eyes widening to extreme lengths.

"Forgive us Lady Crowly he is a relative of mine."

"Well he can wait downstairs with the other boys." She ordered sternly shooing me away and got the maid to close the door in my face. But not before the maid had looked me up and down intriguingly and gave me a little wink.

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