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I pulled my arm back, and without a moment of hesitation, launched my phone off the cliff.

Allen would never control me again.

No onewould ever control me again.

My gaze went back to the bench, my chest rising and falling quickly. Serae had told me to wait for the wolves there. I didn’t want to get tangled up in whatever weirdirreversible arranged marriagethey had, but wolves were dangerous. If I tried to run from them, they could probably track me, and it wasn’t like I could outrun them.

Vowing to myself that no matter what happened, I would never let a man treat me poorly again, I walked back to the bench.

And I waited.

The waiting wenton for so long that the suns in the sky—yes, plural, I spotted three—went down, and two moons went up.

Two moons.

Three suns.

Definitely not on Earth anymore, which made me smile.

My growling stomach didnotmake me smile, however.

I was getting too hungry to remain on the bench, and without knowing when the supposed werewolves would show up, I didn’t really want to risk staying where I was.

So, I finally got up and made my way back to the cliff I’d thrown my phone from. It was getting colder by the hour, so I was glad I had on a comfortable sweatshirt, and had pulled the hood over my head to keep my ears and neck warm. If I’d known I’d be out in the cold, I would’ve worn an extra pair of leggings, but I hadn’t known.

I eyed the cliff’s drop-off with a grimace.

There was no chance I’d survive that fall.

Shuffling along the edge of it, I looked for a smaller drop.

No dice.

I heaved a sigh and walked back to my bench, plopping down with a grimace.

Guess I was back to waiting.

I dozedon and off through the night, until a howl in the distance woke me.

Jerking awake, I turned my chest to the bench’s back and peered out at the forest below me.

I couldn’t see anything, but I’d heard a howl. That had to be a wolf, didn’t it?

A few minutes passed.

Long, long minutes.

Finally, I heard something scratching against stone, and scrambled over to the ledge.

My eyes widened when I saw a man below me, scaling the cliff without any visible gear. His gaze lifted upward, and his glowing, golden eyes froze me in place.

When he pulled his gaze from mine, he started climbing faster.

I walked backward slowly until I hit the stone. I had barely seen the man, but those golden eyes were creepy.

What was I going to do if he tried to hurt me? I was short and skinny, and I’d never been able to protect myself from Allen before. Serae said werewolves couldn’t hurt women, but why should I trust her? She had abandoned me.

Fear clenched in my abdomen as the man’s head cleared the ledge of the cliff, followed by the rest of him.

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