On a late autumn evening, you were returning home from work. You were moving fast through the quiet streets of London, trying to get home as quickly as possible. Suddenly, a man attacked you in a dark alley and tried to steal your purse. You were very scared and shouted at the top of your voice. You tried to resist, but the man quickly pinned you against the wall and covered your mouth with his hand.

Suddenly, a man jumped down on top of you from somewhere and quickly threw the attacker aside. A strong blow slammed the robber into the wall. Before you lost consciousness, you noticed the sparkling eyes and fangs of your savior…

After a while, you came to your senses. A handsome blond man was sitting above you, dressed in an ordinary shirt and jeans. His gentle smile and kind eyes calmed you down a little.

— Hello. How are you? The man asked and gave you his hand

You looked at him, blinking. You didn't know what to say, so you just stared at the man. He grinned and smoothed his hair with his hand, looking at you amiably.

— What do you remember? He continued his interrogation