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you crazy?” Hannah’s voice was high, simmering with anger.
    A nervous cough from behind drew Sol’s attention to the man. “I’ll leave you two to it for a moment. I’ll be out front if you need anything.” And he beat a hasty retreat.
    Sol’s attention turned back to Hannah, whose face was growing red, her eyes flashing with anger. “What the hell are you thinking, Sol?”
    He let out a deep breath and stood. “We exchanged vows, made a pledge to each other, and I marked you.” His eyes flicked to the bite mark on her neck, hidden by her top. “For me, for my people, that’s binding and cannot be undone.”
    “What? What do you mean your people? Oh God, you’re not part of some weird cult, are you?”
    “No, nothing like that, but for me a marriage is for life and cannot be set aside.”
    “So, what, you expect us to stay married? To live together as man and wife. That’s insane.”
    “No, not for me. This is fate.”
    “ Fate? No, I can’t do this, can’t be married.” She backed away, beginning to hyperventilate, looking absolutely panicked.
    Sol moved forward, meaning to reach out for her, but Hannah leaped away from him, her expression furious, her eyes filled with tears. Though it was hard to do so, Sol stilled. With his acceptance of what had happened between them, his instincts were in overdrive, screaming at him that Hannah was his mate and he should comfort her, but she was reacting so strangely. Sure, he had expected her to be pissed, but there was something else going on; her reaction was too extreme.
    “Hannah, let me try and explain.” He stepped toward her again, but she spun on her heels and raced for the door before he could stop her. With his instincts where they were, Hannah running from him was too much and with a low growl Sol went after her. She’d barely cleared the front door when Sol caught her in his arms, spinning her around to look at him. The terror he saw on her face chilled him to the bone.

C HAPTER F OUR
    “Get off me, get off me!” Hannah screamed at him. She was acting on pure instinct; adrenaline made her heart pound in her chest. She couldn’t believe this was happening, couldn’t believe what Sol was expecting from her. She’d woken up so happy and now everything around her was crashing down.
    “Hey, hey stop this. It’s all right; I’m not going to hurt you.” Sol’s words barely registered and Hannah kicked and thrashed against him, but he was too strong. She rained blows down on him, but he barely seemed to notice, which made her even angrier.
    Hannah cursed and kicked and screamed at him, but Sol just continued to hold her, speaking soothing words. All of a sudden her anger passed and she sagged against him. Her throat felt raw, her head throbbing from a combination of her hangover and her outburst. Sol’s hand moved to her back, rubbing against her in a soothing rhythm, and gradually her breathing calmed.
    They stood like that for several minutes and then Sol’s hands moved to her arms and he pulled her away from him. His expression betrayed his shock at her reaction. “It’s okay, Hannah, this will be okay.”
    She shook her head. “No it won’t. You don’t understand.”
    “Then tell me.” His tone was pained.
    She searched his face. “You really want to know about me?” She could hear the desperation in her voice.
    “Yes.” His expression was firm, his tone resolute.
    “Fine.” She closed her eyes, trying to order what she was going to say. “Until about three months ago, I was married.” Her eyes opened and she flinched at the fury she saw in Sol’s expression. Her throat went dry.
    “Go on.” Sol’s tone was flat and she had to force herself to keep going.
    “My husband Richard was a bastard. Controlling, abusive, cruel.” Sol’s grip on her tightened as she spoke, his jaw clenching. “It took me years to get away from him, but I finally did. I got a divorce and a restraining order, changed my surname back to my