[center]Clara had been brooding – walking down hallways in search for the male they'd been talking about. How no one had any real answers baffled her – although it was not as if she'd had her own. The only things she'd even been aware about was Kieran's sudden behavior, and the relationship between Ryanair and himself. To see the wounds on Ryanair's neck had sparked a new fury within her that she'd wanted to ignore. No; she hadn't cared for the other male, but then again, to see someone else suffer under the same hands that had put her through hell alone all of those years- she wanted justice. If she had the chance she'd been willing to beat the hell out of Kieran all over again if she could and part of her thought to seek him out all in the same. Yet – still there was an underlying instinct there that told her it wasn't exactly Kieran doing all of this – it couldn't be.

She took each stride with purpose, searching for Wolff at each corner she turned. Everyone else seemed to have scattered for the moment, and it looked like most were outside. She'd been thankful of Christian – happy that he'd decided to stay out of her path. She'd been so terribly sleep deprived and on edge and no matter what she did she couldn't settle herself – not until she'd gotten to the bottom of it all. 

Although, Clara really had no idea how she would manage it considering no one else seemed to have the answers she was looking for. 

Eventually she'd headed down the steps rather quickly before she'd turned the corner and seen him. 

"Wolff –" Clara called out, although her voice remained a hiss as she approached him. "Please tell me you at least have an [i]inkling[/i] of what's going on…" She began, slowing her steps to a stop in front of him. Although she was frustrated, her words were oddly  softer than usual. "I just had a conversation with Ryanair – and I know it has to be obvious to everyone else that [i]something[/i] is off, but someone at least has to have an idea…" Although, she wondered if Wolff might have found it odd that she suddenly was questioning what had been wrong with Kieran. Hell, she'd almost been desperate to know; [i]needing[/i] to fix it. She wouldn't feel alright until he'd been back to normal… She'd continued to keep silent about the fact that Kieran had sired her as well and she doubted the man had ever made mention of her much before. Plus, she'd kept herself distant from all of them – to suddenly be itching to know what was wrong seemed abnormal for her. [/center]
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