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Anabella's POV ''Anabella.'' I saw Alpha Eric yelling my name while searching around for me. He looked frustrated, weak, and tired, and I saw tears in his eyes, almost like he was crying. Slowly, I opened my eyes and realized it was a dream. I moved my gaze around and noticed I was back in my room. Quickly, I sat on the bed and massaged my neck, but I realized there was no cut in my throat, nor could I feel any mark. ''How did this happen?'' I murmured as I stood on my feet while all that happened the previous day flashed in my head. I remembered everything clearly and also recalled how I sliced my throat, but after that, I just couldn't remember a thing. With weak feet, I stood beside the window and realized it was early in the morning. The wind was blowing heavily, which caused an