Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 56 Bet Your One Night

Tanya’s POV:

I race towards the two, my hands pressing firmly against Raphael’s chest, shoving him away from Mr. Barlow. Of course, my hand meets with the b*ull*y’s rippled chest, and I can barely push him. He chuckles at my feeble attempt, only stepping back with a malicious grin.

Raphael isn’t as tall as Marco, but he is still a decent height for a male. And he didn’t get cla*s*sed as a b*ull*y for no reason. Although muscular, there is no smooth elegance or refinement to his physic. Raphael is a rough piece of work, as if he has been carved with a blunt knife. Curated with jagged edges, a shaggy unkempt beard and buzz cut. He is like a rusty machete, worn, weathered, and ragged, but still dangerous enough to cut you and give you a nasty infection.

Title of the document

“Stop! Stop this nonsense!” I yell, decently fearful, as I feel a close friendship with Mr. Barlow. Even with his annoying old man tendencies. I don’t want to see him getting hurt.

Everyone stays away from Raphael and tries hard not to get in his way, including myself. And for good reason too, while the color of his eyes matches mine, I know my optics are a soft and soothing sage, like the forest leaves. While his are unsettling like a coiled snake, piercing as he stares at his prey.

Course Raphael doesn’t seem to care about my concerns, he viciously turns to me, all intensifying my fear as he yells in my face. “Go away woman! This isn’t any of your business. This lunatic owes me money. So, I have the right to take anything from him that is of equal value to the money I’m owed,” he points sharply at the badge he has snatched away previously. “This badge covers it, and I have every right to take it!”

That’s mine you bastard,”

to deescalate the situation. “Let me pay for the money he owes. I can give you the money you want,” from the money I have saved up from working at the perfume shop I am sure could probably gather enough money to pay off Raphael.

offer, Raphael just scoffs, shaking his head in clear disapproval. “No, I’ll only take his money. You aren’t the one paying the money. He is!” the terms seem totally unfair, and

revels in creating havoc and invoking fear. His tyrant behavior is sickening to me. Why would any want to cause this much

the mind of the male before me, I could only try to plead and reason with him. I watch the look in Raphael’s eyes shift into something different, behind them I sense the gears in his head turning in malevolent thought process. His gaze trails down my body in a slow and methodical manner, licking his lips in clear temptation. My heart sinks as the hairs

old man, I’m willing to make a

has now fallen silent, he too trying to decipher what Raphael is about

win, I’ll return the badge. But if you don’t win,” the grin on his lips stretches poisonously. “You stay with me for the night… alone, just the two of us,” I shrink in growing despair as Raphael inches closer lustfully, clearly liking what he saw. His hand reaches out, desperate to caress my

air between. Marco moves suddenly. He viciously slaps the hand away from my face, and rushes into Raphael’s personal space, forcing the shorter man to back away as Marco towers over him dominantly, wolflike in his method

bet against you,” Marco’s voice is low, and yet brutal in its delivery. Raphael even attempts to puff his

to

of my arms if I lose,” My mouth gapes in pure horror and disbelief. And I’m

I want your arm? It’s no use to me!” My hand presses against my chest, as I try to calm my racing heart. I look utterly panicked, and Raphael picks up on this. I see that evil grin once again take

either knows that he is no match against Marco in any and all situations, or he wants to get closer to me. “You sure you can trust her

Don’t do this. We can get the badge back some other way. You’ve only known