Sarah POV
“Do you…remember what happened? How you ended up here?” He asked carefully, his eyes darting over her face. Sarah squinted, as she tried to remember until her eyes widened.
“Alpha Marcus, he…he choked me,” Sarah gasped, her hands automatically jumping to her throat, but she hissed when they connected with the sore skin.
Alastair nodded sadly. “Do you remember why?” He asked, taking her hand in his. Again, Sarah racked her brain, but this time, the images came rushing in quickly.
“I told him that I couldn’t marry him. That I'm in love with you. That he's a vile man, and he got so angry. He got so angry that he shoved me up against a wall and started choking me. I want him executed, Alastair,” Sarah said, as anger spiked inside of her. How dare that man lay his hands on her!
