Anna May

　　The first thing she noticed upon waking up, she was warm. Not the kind of heat that will make her sweat. This felt more like a security blanket.

　　She stared at the muscled arm -wide-eyed- holding her tightly. Her legs tangled to equally muscled calves. She stiffened, remembering all the predators that tried to take advantage of her and her sisters. She began to hyperventilate. Shit!

　　"Shhh, baby girl. It's me." Alexander. She thought it was ...