I'm a killer. Never leave a trace. One day I killed the abusive husband of a cop. She grabbed my leg, saw my handsome face, and froze. All resistance was gone. The next thing I know, I'm chained to the bed. She's lying on my chest, whispering about how sleepy I am. I black out and wake up on the way to a wedding—our wedding. I'm in a limo; she's in a limo. I got up and flipped my collar up. I smirked at her friend's and said "one of your pack is mine now, honey." Then she came walking down the aisle looking like a goddess.