Noah's POV My body felt stiff and ridged as I came to. I could smell damp earth and the rank stench of death. Old decaying death, not a fresh corpse but something else. As I opened my eyes taking in my surroundings. I realized I was in a decrepit old shed that barely managed to stay upright. My arms were fastened behind me with chains. "Ah, rise and shine sleeping beauty." called an enchanting clear voice. Following the sound, I turned toward the shed door and saw a beautiful woman in a sleeveless red gown. Her skin though olive toned somehow managed to be pale. Her lips were Lucious and full and she was smirking. Smirking with lips as red as her gown, like the cat that got the canary. She walked as though she floated on air. It was unnatural and my wolf was on high alert. "Noah, it's great to finally meet you." She stood before me, and the smell of death overwhelmed me. I looked up at her captivated by her strangeness. "Who are you?" My voice sounded odd to my own ears. "I'm so