Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 4

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 4 The Girl With My Boyfriend Is My Sister

At Present

Tanya’s POV:

The man is unruffled as I scream my lungs out. He just gazes at me with those wicked, cold eyes that send chills down my spine, making me scream louder. Although it is only for a few seconds, it feels like I am screaming forever; yet the man doesn’t blink. He just keeps staring at me with those icy, cold eyes.

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“Who are you?” I ask, confused and startled that I am n*ake*d, in bed, with a man that I clearly don’t know. I subconsciously touch my neck. Luckily, at least he didn’t mark me.

“I think I should be the one asking you who you are?” his voice is cold.

He drags his icy blue eyes all over me and when his gaze rests on my face, I shiver slightly as the room seems to get colder. His gaze is filled with raw, cold power that envelops me like an invisible cold fog.

“No, I should be,” I whine nervously. “You’re in my room. You’re n*ake*d and sleeping on my bed.” I wring my hands together, trying to hide the anxiety that threatens to overwhelm me.

I try to remember what happened and how I got there. The room is a mess. The man’s towel hangs on the window railing while Alina’s gown is crumpled at the foot of the bed. My pants and bra are on the opposite part of the room and the bed itself looks like it has survived a third world war.

“My name is Macro,” he hisses at me, as if he thinks what I just said is ridiculous. “Who are you?”

As he speaks, sharp, long fingers grow from his hands and he nonchalantly snaps his knuckles. His movements are slow, mesmerizing, and very dangerous. “My name is Tanya,” I wheeze, gasping in fear as I stare at his terrifying hand. “This is my room. I was at the bar last night and I got drunk and came to sleep it off in my room.”

lie,” Marco suddenly snaps, startling

keycard to prove to you that this is my

awed and scared by his domineering ambience and scamper round the room trying to find the keycard that Alina gave me the previous day. He watches me closely, probably wondering what game I am playing. I breathe in relief when I finally find the keycard. It is crumpled and rough, and tossed in a corner of

the floor and march triumphantly to the bed and stretch the keycard to him. His gaze shifts from my face to the keycard and I glance at his face. He is even more handsome as the morning sun casts a bright warm glow on his skin. I find myself staring at his body, wondering how such a handsome, hot man can have such

mean?” I ask, startled by the deep

410,” he announces.

that he is saying the truth. There

I am me and I flail and stumble before I catch the keycard. I am extremely embarra*s*sed as I subtly glance at him but he just keeps glaring at me without making

the keycard. “This can’t be right,” I murmur, confused at the

cold voice stops me,

door,” I reply solemnly while

waking up beside a stranger has made me forget that I

room, wishing that the floor will open

that he’s caught me

to explain myself out of a terribly awkward situation, pleading,

and I needed a drink. But after just one drink I

heavier in my chest. Memories of yesterday surface in my mind. Yesterday was the day I was supposed to have s*e*x with Brandon for the first time. I wanted to wait until

you,” I sob, meeting his eyes. “It is just a misunderstanding…” I say that

face, grabbing it with f*orc*e. I flinch, closing my eyes, and trying to take in a steady breath to calm myself

my cheek; it lands gently on

turns his back to me, “You should go,” his voice

much softer his tone is. I nod and hastily get dressed. I wobble outside, hoping to get to my real room and call

and Brandon chorus my name in unison.

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