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e helped me sit up. Who was this beautiful man, and where did he come from? I quickly looked

okay?"

dn't felt being bitten, but I wanted to ensure I was in one piece. There was pain shooting up from my kne

ad come from. I had not seen him approach the wolves or me, and I certainly did not hear anyone scare the white w

eded him on me. I had never felt anything like that before, and it was such an intense feeling. For some reason, I trusted him. I felt safe. And it wasn't because he had just saved

sharp facial features. He had piercing grey-blue eyes, a strange color I had never seen before. And his muscular frame nearly popped out of the tight white shirt he was wearing. I had never seen this man before, and I would have remembered him. You didn't see buff, handsome

We should clean that," he said, motioning to my knee. I looked down and saw an abrasion on

t to calm my nerves down and rest for a moment before I started back down the hill. And I was curious as to why I was so drawn to this ma

es, then I'll take you back down the mountain. I have a quad, and

urned around, motioning for me to follow him down the trail. I noticed he had the most irresistible butt I had ever seen on a

ssumed it was for hunters. We followed the path down for a few minutes until it led down the mountain to a small stream. We crossed the stream, and as we continued walking through the dense spruce forest, we came upon a wooden fence. I glanced t

ocked a padlock on the fenc

p and bit it as he motioned me in, and for a brief second, I told myself I didn't care what this man did to me. Usually, I didn't go to strangers' houses, but I felt safe with

and judging by the way the shirt clung to his stomach, and he probably had a killer set of abs. Watching him closely, I followed him up the short path towards the ma

as he opened the front door. I no

cerned to get you out of that area I

erranean-style vibe with luxurious rugs, antique-looking paintings, and two picturesque stone statues in the entryway. There was a grand staircase

s get that wound cleaned up. Go ahead and sit on the couch,

down on the plush velvet couch and retrieved the first aid kit from my backpack. Oliver sat across from me, and I squirmed. Why was my body aching for his touch?

er of my eye as I cleaned the wound. He was watching me intently. I swallow

anyway? I didn't see you

t place at the right time.

of it?" He shook his head. I frowned in surprise. The small town of Wayford only had a few establishments, the store, the post office, and my sanctu

I'm new to this area. I

act, they take up most of my sanctuary. I've never seen wolves behave like that before. And then a bigger one showed up out of nowhere. He was p

liver said, shrugging, "