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.”

Marco suddenly snaps,

keycard to prove to you

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

warm glow on his skin. I find myself staring at his body, wondering how such

I ask, startled by the

410,” he announces. “And this

that he is saying the truth. There is no way

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 any

right,” I murmur, confused at

walk towards the door but his cold voice stops me, “And where do you

the door,” I reply solemnly while earnestly hoping that the door says

n*ake*d. The ruckus of waking up beside a stranger has made me forget that I am stark n*ake*d.

back to the room, wishing that the floor will open and swallow

seems to say that he’s caught me red-handed

to explain myself out of a terribly awkward situation, pleading, “I don’t know those people,” I stutter as fear

my 18th birthday. I caught my boyfriend in bed with someone and I needed a

heart grows 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 the day I turned 18. But I caught him with someone

I sob, meeting his eyes. “It is just

closing my eyes, and trying to take in a steady breath

my eye and is running down my cheek; it lands gently on his hand. He takes a step away, looking down at the teardrop

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

hoping to get to my real room and call Alina that I am in

Brandon chorus my name in unison. “Alina?

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