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Once again, I felt the familiar tingles and shivers that never fails to make my heart flip. The feeling was still the same, it was still the same feeling that I felt when I was at Grandma's house looking at the forest-only this time it was stronger.

Much stronger

Like the thing that was making me feel all of these feelings were right infront of me

or standing infront of me

I looked at the most gorgeous man that I have ever seen in my entire existence. He was wearing nothing but pants making me feel uncomfortable

I focused on his face, trying to stop my eyes from looking at what was below his face. His handsome face was the perfect distraction-his well defined jaw, straight nose, red lips and ofcourse, his beautiful gray eyes made it easy. His ash brown hair was a mess but he managed to make it look good.

I allowed my eyes to go down and check his perfectly toned body. His body was lean and well built.

He was the definition of perfection

"W-who are you?" I stuttered, coming back to my senses

What was wrong with me? I was stuck inside a dark room for almost a week and I almost died. I tried to escape but failed miserably then discovered that the mythical creature that was inside the black book that my Grandma gave me was true then ofcourse, I almost died

I don't really know why but death seems to be chasing me

The man just looked at me with his cold beautiful eyes

We stayed like that

Me sitting on the dirty ground looking like a helpless girl. Him looking down at me or should I say glaring down at me with a clenched jaw and balled fist

The wind blew my hair, making my hair fly everywhere but my face

An amazing scent hit my nose, making me inhale deeply and close my eyes slightly. The man seemed to notice what I was doing, he started marching over me fast. He grabbed my arm but stopped before he could even touch my skin

"Stand up" His voice was deep and strong. The tone of his voice was telling me that he wasnt just telling me to stand up. He was commanding me

I stood up slowly with shaking knees. When I was finally on my feet he started walking back to where I came from, not bothering to look back and check if I was following him or not

I stood there watching him leave

If he was expecting me to just follow him and go back to where I was earlier then he was crazier than my Grandmother

When he was about fifteen feet away from me he stopped and I saw him take a deep breath

Before I knew it he was standing infront of me

holding my neck

I was pinned tightly against a tree. I looked at him with fear in my eyes