Where's Leanna

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Luna's POV
Leanna is gone. There is a note on her bed that says,'If you ever want to see Leanna again, come to the ally behind the cafe that Ryan and Luna went to this afternoon. I'll be waiting. -Skarr'
"Oh! Not Skarr!" My mom starts crying and Sparrow tries to comfort her. My parents have told me about how he stole Swallow when he was a baby and tried to kill him. It didn't work because I guess my grandma was a witch and cast a spell on him when she first held him. So, yea. That's all I know about that.
Leanna's POV
I wake up in a cell next to a boy around my age. He looks at me and smiles. I can't help but see the sadness in his eyes. "Hello. I'm Leanna. Where are we?"
"We were trapped by a man named Skarr. He hates all Weres and wants to destroy the whole species. I'm guessing you're a Were too?"
"Yeah, I am. Who are you exactly?"
"Kendrick Damein, Skarr's son. He married a woman who he thought was a normal human, but she wasn't. Then I came along. He found out that I was a Were and she was too and he locked me up here and killed my mother. All this happened in the past month."
"My mum died giving birth to me, and my dad died in a car accident trying to get Mum to the hospital to give birth. My cousin Luna and her family took me in, since they are my only living family." I almost start crying and I think he sees, so he doesn't press. Just then I felt a tingling sensation on my lower back.
"Will you look at my back? I felt a tingle on my lower back." He lifts the back of my shirt and tells me that I have found my mate. He tells me what my tattoo looks like and he asks me to check his back, because it started to tingle too. I look and see a tattoo almost identical to mine. Mine has a pale yellow wolf howling at a chocolate brown moon, and his has the same, only the colors are reversed. I suddenly want to kiss him and have him wrap his arms around me and never let go.
"So are we Mated?" I ask, extremely curious now.
"Yeah, I think we are." He wraps his arms around me and then I remember that we are locked up in a cell.
Suddenly I remember last night. I was kidnapped by a large, muscular, unforgiving, man with a scar that takes up half of his face. He knocked me out and I woke up here.

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