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.

Title of the document

“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

I reply. “I’ll show you my keycard to prove to you that this is my

find the keycard that Alina gave me the previous day. He watches me closely, probably wondering what game

warm glow on his skin. I find myself staring at his body, wondering how such a handsome, hot man can have such a cold, expressionless gaze. “Is this some trickery?” Marco asks, staring at the keycard as though it is the greatest

ask, startled by the deep timbre in his

410,” he announces. “And this keycard says

I gasp, unwilling to believe that he is saying the truth. There is

I were a wolf with powers, I’d have easily snapped the keycard out of the air; but I am me and I flail and stumble before I catch the keycard. I am extremely embarra*s*sed as I subtly glance

slowly read the number of the keycard. “This can’t be right,” I murmur, confused at the uncomfortable situation

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

number on the door,” I reply solemnly while earnestly hoping

of waking up beside a stranger has made me forget that I am stark

hating myself. I walk back to the room, wishing that the floor will open and

say that he’s caught me

myself out of a terribly awkward situation, pleading, “I don’t know

18th birthday. I caught my boyfriend in bed with someone and I needed a drink. But after just one drink

was the day I was supposed to have s*e*x with Brandon for the first time. I wanted

eyes. “It is just a misunderstanding…” I say

f*orc*e. I flinch, closing my eyes, and trying to take in a steady breath to calm myself down. Suddenly, his grip on my face softens and his

from my eye and is running down my cheek;

“You should go,” his voice softens and his posture

much softer his tone is. I nod and hastily get dressed. I wobble outside, hoping to get to my real room and call Alina that I am in trouble. I am just a few steps away from

chorus my name in unison.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255