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(PICTURE OF JACKSON ABOVE)

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(PICTURE OF JACKSON ABOVE)

ANASTASIA'S P.O.V

"I was turned in the year 1815. There was war everywhere. The Americans, Canadians, English and even Europe was  at war. My parents died of an illness leaving me orphaned at the age of  11. I was sent to live in an orphanage in the town that Queen Annabelle  ruled over. She happened upon me one day at the orphanage and fell in  love with me immediately. She took me back to the castle and made me her  main maiden. I learned what I could from the other servants around the  castle until I was able to serve her myself. She was amazing. She was  very protective of me and wouldn't let any men near me. I owe her for  saving my virtue. The king was very stubborn and wouldn't heed the  advice of his councilmen and not attack a nearby kingdom. They of course  retaliated and our castle was attacked. In no time Our castle walls  were burning to the ground. There were soldiers everywhere fighting. Our  men and theirs began to fall. While trying to make my way to the Queens  room I spotted a group of men barging through the castle killing anyone  they found alive. I had to get to the queen and make sure she was okay.  I got to her room shortly after and saw her bedroom door was slightly  ajar. I ran in only to see that someone had violently raped the queen.  Her dress was torn to shreds and her legs spread wide open and my gaze  shifted to the crimson color staining the sheets. As I looked up I saw  her throat had been slashed. I broke down right there I couldn't hold  back the tears. She was like a mother to me and now I was all alone. I  heard the soldiers getting closer to her room so I ran to the hidden  passage she showed me behind her bed. I escaped through the hidden  passageways in the castle walls and made it into the forest. I ran deep  and into the forest and suddenly the darkness surrounded me. I ran until  I couldn't breath when I stopped I fell to my knees and began to cry. I  felt like something was watching me. I was right out of the shadows  steps this mesmerizing man. He had blood red eyes, pale skin the color  of the moon and fangs. I couldn't understand what was going on until he  spoke. "Oh my what a virgin. You smell absolutely delectable. Please  don't be afraid I'm going to turn you into an immortal and you will be  my wife." Before I could protest his fangs were in my neck I felt him steal the life from me before blacking out. To me it felt like I blacked out because I woke up a vampire but that was actually the last day of my human life."

I told Eve my story and  somehow I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. I never thought being  able to talk about what happened to me would help but it did. I feel  like I can begin to let go of my past and focus on the future I'd have  with Eve. I don't know how we ended up being mates but I'm glad after so  many centuries I finally found her. As we began to get closer to our  destination I spoke up.

"OK so Eve I know you have a bad history with werewolves but the friend we are going to see is in fact  an alpha. We will be meeting him at his pack house." She looked at me  as if she had just seen a ghost. Fear was written all over her face.

"Anastasia I can't... I  just can't I can never trust a werewolf they are ruthless and  cold-hearted and will kill and destroy anything to get what they want."

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