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21. Wait! Samantha's P.O.V: "Marcus" I thought to myself as I got a fright when he pulled open the front door before I tried to knock. Smiling at him, I could see he wasn't happy to see me. His hair was silky wet as if he just finished running. He had no t-shirt on which was revealing his abs and he had black shorts. I smiled again but it seemed my smile was pissing him off. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!?" he yelled. Quickly trying to pull out my pad from out my bag. He snapped. "SPEAK WOMEN! WHAT THE f**k YOU DOING HERE!" he yelled but before I could reply in writing. He said, "I don't f*****g have time for this!" and shifted into his wolf. I got a little frightened when he shifted, that I missed my footing and fell down to the bottom of the steps. As tears filled my eyes. He leaped ove