Josie POV I hear someone ask me to open my eyes. I try but it is hard to do so. Suddenly they fly open, and I look at the most beautiful man in confusion. I could smell his scent, chocolate, and coffee. Was this a joke? Was the Moon Goddess teasing me? I knew what Sam smelled like and this was not it. But he looked like Sam. Was Tim disguised as him? I groan looking away, “This cannot be,” I mutter. The man touches me, and I feel the sparks. I move my arm away afraid of being swept away on a tide of emotion. “Josie, baby, look at me,” the man says softly. I cannot do it. I want so desperately to see Sam in front of me, yet I know this is a cruel joke. I feel tears start to roll down my cheeks, “I am sorry Josie. I had to mark you to save you,” he says. I look at him in disgust, “What?” I mumble out. I was marked by this stranger. “Why?” I ask. “To save you,” he says in frustration. “I did not want to be saved by you,” I say. “T
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