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Amara's pov

I think I might have to change my villain origin story and to be honest, I liked this one better, it sounded more original and in my head, it looked like a story that can break Hollywood.

This time it won't be a man not texting me back.

It will be because I was almost raped by my so-called fiancé, attacked by him, forcefully marked, and then him bailing out and leaving me in a burning cottage to save himself screaming that he couldn't carry me because I would slow him down.

But it was so easy for him to fling me on the bed and almost ruin me.

I crawled out of the bedroom and down the stairs passing through the pain of my skin coming in contact with heated floors.

Everywhere was smoky and I had to squint even with wolf vision to see through the haze.

I couldn't feel myself from the point of the mark at my neck to my entire right arm which lay limp by my side like it was paralyzed.

I could see the red blotches on my skin which were illuminated by th