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Recap: 

"So, do you know who he is?"

I nodded.

"Of course, you most likely won't get to see Chris again. I'm planning on keeping you here until he arrives, then killing him so I can be alpha. I haven't decided what to do with you once I've done that. I suppose I'll either kill you or mate you." He finished off cheerfully.

A deafening roar echoed in the room as the door was splinted open.

In the doorway stood a very, very pissed off Chris.  

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Chapter 4

Chris's P.O.V.

I walked up to the old door and I heard a muffled voice inside. 

"So, do you know who he is?" the muffled voice said most likely a man. 

"Of course, you most likely won't get to see Chris again. I'm planning on keeping you here until he arrives, then killing him so I can be alpha. I haven't decided what to do with you once I've done that. I suppose I'll either kill you or mate you." The man sounded happy. 

I swung open the creaky old door with all the force I had and growled (almost like a roar). 

I looked around. 

I saw the most beautiful brown wolf I have ever seen laying down on a weird gray bed in the musty room staring at me in the dim, flickering, light. Next to her there was a man sitting at an oak wood desk that seemed to be ingrown into the old and rotting floor. 

I haven't seen him in ages. 

He must be in his early 20's. 

He was smaller the last time I saw him, but now he looked about 5 foot 8. Ha! He was shorter than me. 

He had sandy blonde hair that was falling into his creepy steel colored eyes and was only wearing some cut-off jeans that he probably made himself. 

Cheap-o. 

I glared at him. 

I was majorly pissed.

Annabelle's P.O.V.

Chris was glaring at my kidnapper. 

He was taller than him so it made the man have to look up to Chris. 

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