9: I'm Not Your Mate

PHOENIX

My eyes snap open and I’m almost blinded by how bright the place is. I blink a few times to get used to the light and when I stop feeling like my head is going to be torn open. I turn to my left, my brows creasing when I see the unfamiliar room. It is not my room back at home, but I know I’m not at home. I’m at the Wolf House, and this doesn’t look like my dorm.

I try to search through my memories for what must have happened.

I remember Jenny, she was crying, she was about to be hit but I tried to cover her as much as I could with my body. I wince through that part. At least the pain I’m feeling everywhere has an explanation.

Black shoes. Yes! I remember black shoes, a sweet scent before everything went black.

There is no one in the room with me and it makes me more scared. Where is the man that saved me? Why did he have such a nice scent? Why do I want to see him again?

My rounds of questions get interrupted by the door being opened and a tall man walks in. I’m immediatel