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Amy's POV

It's so suffocating. Why do I find it hard to breathe? I tried moving my body but I can't seem to do it. What is wrong with me? I can't see anything. I realized my eyes are closed so I opened them.

I was facing the ceiling in my room which looks weird by the way. I don't remember asking to change the layout of my ceiling. Why does it look more expensive and beautiful?

I was still struggling to move my body and breathe properly so I tried to look around. My face slowly turned around the room and I saw that something was indeed wrong. Is it my eyes or am I dreaming?

This isn't my room! Where on earth am I? I felt something turning beside me and suddenly it felt like a big load was taken off me. I was able to breathe normally which was a relief. I slowly turned my head beside me and I couldn't believe my eyes.

I almost jumped out of bed, startled to see the person in front of me. His eyes were open, staring deep into my soul that I could hardly understand what I was doing. I looked around the room which was three times bigger than my bedroom and was completely different from my bedroom.

I looked back at him and he just sat up on the bed, his upper half was naked and I could see everything. It was hard to stop myself from staring at his abs. They're so toned and defined, how much does he work out? Or does this come natural to him?

"Are you finally awake? You must be awake seeing how you wouldn't stop looking at me like that." His deep voice echoed through the room, sending shivers down my spine.

I was brought back to the reality. I cleared my throat, covering myself. "What do you mean? I wasn't staring. I was just... What are you doing here anyways?"

He chuckled, "this is my room."

"I know. I wanted to know what I'm doing here–" my body felt weird and I stopped.

I slowly looked down at my body and my eyes caught my naked body under the sheets. My eyes almost fell out as I couldn't say a word. I am naked under the sheets with the stranger I met last night.

"What's going on? What did we do?" I asked him desperately.

He shook his head, "You act like you don't remember. You came onto me, remember?"

I came onto him? Why would I do that? He might be hot and handsome but I wouldn't just do that because – or maybe I did after all.

"What have I done?"

FLASHBACK TO LAST NIGHT

I remember following him to his place yesterday. I was completely out of my mind, but I was still happy that he brought me out of that hellhole. I didn’t want to stay there anymore in case more people wanted to know if he was my mate or not. He seemed like a decent person, and I didn’t want to get him into more trouble than I already did. So, I was shocked to see that he lived in a big mansion. I followed him inside, and out of curiosity, I got myself a drink without waiting for him to welcome me.

I made myself at home and started drinking. To be honest, I was thinking about how humiliated I felt for asking a stranger to help me out. I couldn’t help but wonder why the Moon Goddess was treating me like this. Everyone else got their wolf, and I was the only one going through life without it. If I were an ordinary person’s daughter, it would have been better. But I am the daughter of a gamma, and everyone else looks up to me. This is so embarrassing, I swear.

While I was drinking, I saw that he had already gone upstairs to his room to change into comfortable clothes. Through his clothes, I could see his perfect body, and I didn’t understand why I suddenly felt hot seeing him. I moved closer to him, touching his defined abs.

"Wow... I can’t believe men are allowed to have this beautiful body," I said, suddenly ripping off his clothes so I could see his body more clearly.

He stared at me in shock. "What do you think you’re doing?"

"If you’re angry, just tear mine," I fired back at him. "You know what? I’ll just help you out. I’ll take off my clothes so you don’t feel like I’m the only one left."

"You don’t have to do that—"

I shut him up by kissing him. "Hey, fake mate, do you want to get laid with me?"

"You’re drunk," he stated, taking the bottle away from me, but I had already finished it.

I did feel tipsy, but I wanted to do something somehow. I don’t know if it was the drink or not, but it was affecting me greatly.

"Don’t you want to do it with me?" I asked him again.

"Do you go around asking men to do it with you?" he questioned me.

I shrugged. "It depends on who it is. Right now, I want to do it with you. It’s my first time, and I’ve always been curious about it. Let’s just do it one time and never meet again."

I didn’t give him a chance to say anything before jumping on him. Frankly speaking, everything was my fault. I am the one without self-control whenever I drink. I don’t know what kind of drink he has in his house, but it’s making me feel so hot, and I wanted him badly.

I forcefully kissed him without giving him a chance to retaliate. Then I continued to rip off the rest of his clothes just so I can touch his body all while kissing him.

He stopped me, "I didn't want to do this to you, but you started it. Don't regret this later I'm not going to control myself tonight."

"Then... Lose it." I whispered in his ears, which made him completely lose control.

FLASHBACK ENDED

How could I not control myself and have a night's stand with a stranger especially with my first time? How am I supposed to find my mate if I already gave my first time to someone?

I looked at him and smiled awkwardly, "Umm... I... I remember. I apologize for being so impulsive. I'm not usually like that."

I need to clear this misunderstanding before it gets more awkward. I don't want him to think something else. To be fair, I don't even know who he is aside from his face and name.

He scoffed, getting up from the bed with his other half covered. I didn't know he was wearing a trouser underneath. I quickly shifted my attention away from him.

"You said you would pay me for what I did for you but you did something else. How are you going to compensate me for the emotional trouble?" He demanded.

"I thought we already did that. Let's treat this incident as the payment. Let's never meet again, it was a pleasure meeting you. Please turn around, I have to change my clothes." I said, trying to get off the bed.

He rushed in a speed I've never seen before even as a werewolf and arrived in front of me. He caged me to the bed with his hands, sitting at the edge beside me.

"Where do you think you're running to Amelia?" His voice sounded like that of a psychopath... For real.