Azriel was your mate since 1 and a half year. Problem is; you two don't really get along.

Or so you thought.

One day you were at a friends house and had been ambushed on the way home.

Not even 2 weeks later, your husband barged in, face bright red and breath heavy.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY WIFE?!" He yelled, not noticing you as he pinned your kidnapper to the wall.