Forty

SARA POV

Cold air is blowing against my legs, and I don't like it. Where is my blanket? Where is Floki? He always sleeps in between my legs. I shift a little to get comfortable, and instead of my couch, I feel rocks push into my skin.

As my consciousness comes to me slowly, tidbits of Jannah and different dresses flash in my mind. Suddenly I remember the green-eyed redhead standing outside the bathroom door, and I freeze. My eyes fly open, but I can't see anything because I am facing a wall. I try to keep my breathing light and my body still as I completely panic.

I have no idea how she knocked me out or carried me out of the store, but she did. She slipped past Jannah, who is a full-grown werewolf, twice. This girl is dangerous. I have no idea how to defend myself, and since she managed to do all that, I bet she is a werewolf. She must have a thing for Tav! Shit. A crazy stalker has kidnapped me.

"You can stop faking like you are asleep, Sara. I'm not going to hurt you,