Alana’s POV
I pushed him back away and reached for the pillow and hugged it so tightly. I am worried about why I am feeling this way towards him. Why does my heart beat so loudly for him? What did he do to me?
“Go away! Please, get away from me! If you are going to hit me, a***e me, then please do so quickly. Don’t play with me already when I know where this is all going!”
My tears fell, and I bit my lips to prevent him from seeing my vulnerable side. He’s a stranger. He’s someone that has probably bought me. Sophia always told me about my father’s plan to sell me to the circus who was going to visit. She said I would be an attractive addition to their animals.
But I am not an animal. I am a werewolf.
“No, no Alana.” He tried to move towards me, to touch me again, but I went further
