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SARA'S POV

I woke up with a low groan escaping my throat. My body ached but it was from a good feeling. I suddenly shot my eyes open, remembering what had happened to me.

I had slept with a stranger after he comforted me yesterday. Good job Sara, good job.

You just made yourself look stupid and cheap. How could I have done that? It was a moment meant for my husband, except, there was no husband anymore and I don't wish to pass through this pain again. The pain of falling in love and being betrayed by the ones you gave your all to.

I looked beside me and there he was, sleeping peacefully with the duvet stopping right on his waist and his bare back, opened to me. On his back was a tattoo of an eagle, with his wings spread across his back. The eyes of the eagle carried anger. An anger that could slice through the core of the earth.

I was tempted to touch it and feel the drawing under my fingers but I retracted my hand, wishing someone was close by to punch my face. I needed to get a head reset.

The man before me is a stranger but I am feeling attached already. I should be running. He could be dangerous or have something going on in his system but I boldly allowed him to pour it all inside of me without protection.

I need to go get contraceptives. 

I slowly stood up from the bed and picked up my clothes on the floor. My wedding gown actually, I have no clothes to wear. It would be weird going out with a wedding gown but I planned on just stopping in a cab and taking it straight home. My family must be so worried about me.

I wore back the torn gown and tiptoed out of the room. How did we get into the house anyway? Half of my memories were a blur which was surprising cause I never did anything to make them blur nor did I drink myself into a stupor.

Which apartment was I in anyway? Wherever I am, I need to find a way out before he wakes up and I am faced with embarrassment for what happened between us.

I took to my heels, not having any idea where I was going. All I just wanted to do was to find a way out. I kept running and it seemed as if I was just running around the house and returning to where I was.

Where was the door? It shouldn't be too hard to find but the house was a mystery. Each door I open leads back to where she stayed from.

I stood still, looking around, and finally found a wooden door, which she hadn't opened. That must be the exit.

I went ahead, making my way to the door but when I finally got close, a man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, standing between me and my only route of escape.

I shivered and gasped loudly as I jerked back in fright. Wasn't expecting the sudden appearance and where the hell did he come from?

"Who....who are you?" I questioned, moving back.

"I should be asking you that." He answered and licked his dried lips, trying to act all sexy but that seemed disgusting to me. 

He moved closer but I kept moving back. He wasn't the same man I had come home with. The man before me was different. Probably his friend or a brother?

All I knew was that I needed to get away from him as soon as possible. He speaks of danger from the way he walks, the way he looks at me, and the way he seems calm. There was a raging fire, locked inside him and I knew if I insult him, he would release it and I wouldn't escape it burn.

"Who are you? You seem human so what are you doing here?"

I stood mute, not able to answer. Human? Aren't we all humans? 

He laughed, seeing the confusion written all over my face. "You walked into the den of lions human. Guess the Alpha brought you here to us as our meal. It would be nice feasting on you." He said and the next thing he did made my heart fall out of my chest and my breathing hitched.

His irises were a different color. It was a golden-yellow color. I had never seen anything like that before and wasn't his eyes just color just brown? It changed.

"Who the hell are you? Stay away from me!" I panicked, moving back until my back touched the wall. "Please, stay away."

He was a monster! He was a monster! My brain kept reminding me of the obvious. 

The monster limped forward, covering the space between us and standing before me, with just one jump. My head spun and my eyes almost pulled out of its socket...

Was I dreaming? What was going on? I had a lot of questions but none were voice out. He drew closer and rested his hand on the wall behind me, trapping me in between. 

My whole body vibrated and I couldn't stop myself from being obvious of my fears. Anyway, I should be scared. A monster is standing before me. Probably a wizard or a beast that changes into human form.

"P-please. Let me go." I cried in a low voice, trying to convince him to let go of me if he had a heart. I was done for and I know I was. 

"Shh..... My food doesn't talk." He muttered.

I closed my eyes, waiting for what would become of me next. It was my end and I know there wouldn't be help anywhere.

Suddenly, I felt his presence being taken away and in a second, I heard the clashing of something or someone on the wall, creating a loud thud and a groan escaping his lips.

I forcefully opened my eyes just to see the man last night, holding up the other with a strength I had never seen before. 

How could one man lift another with just one hand so freely?

I gasped out loud, getting his attention. He slowly turned and I was met with a pair of scarlet red eyes staring at me.

My brain and body shut down immediately. His lips curled up as he dropped the other man to the floor, "Where do you think you are going to, my mate?"