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3rd person's POV for a better understanding of this chapter. Alpha Eric massaged his cheek with his palm; this was the second time he had been slapped, and by the same person. Anabella waited for him to explode with outrage like he would always do, but she was surprised when she saw him take a deep breath, remove his hand from his cheek, and leave the bed. He opened his closet and wrapped his coat around himself before sitting on the couch and looking her in the eyes. She met his eyes and could see no sign of anger or rage in him, which got her curious, but that did not stop the anger from boiling in her. ''How dare you Mark me?'' She asked as she covered her body with the duvet and climbed down the bed. ''How dare you imprint your mark on me, you beast!'' She yelled in anger as she