As the girl in front of me wails in anguish, the butterflies erupt in my stomach. I am next. I step forward confidently, square my shoulders, and look the beast in the eye. He is definitely the most beautiful thing I have seen on earth. Standing at around 6'1, he towers over my petite 5'2 frame. His chocolate colored eyes are like pools I could swim in and his scruffy brown hair goes perfectly with his broad chin. How could someone so cruel be so handsome? Instead of being sent away, rather a gasp emits from my mouth as the beast's eyes fill with a possessive look, daring any man in this room to step within 50 feet of me. "Mine," he growls. Oh my Moon Goddess, what did I do to deserve this?