Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 56

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.

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“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,” Mr.

money you want,” from the money I have saved up from working at the perfume shop I am sure could probably gather

in clear disapproval. “No, I’ll only take his money. You aren’t the one paying the money. He is!” the terms seem

for the rest of us. As if he revels in creating havoc and invoking fear. His

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

help this pathetic old man, I’m willing

to decipher what Raphael is about to ask of me. Apprehension rises in

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

to Marco’s primal growl erupting in the 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 of intimidation, whilst baring down a formidable

and yet brutal in its delivery. Raphael even attempts to puff his chest to not

have to offer?” he says as he

mouth gapes

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 its place on his

or he wants to get closer to me. “You sure you can trust her with your life man?

can get the badge back some other way. You’ve only known me for a couple of days, you shouldn’t be risking your life and limb for me. What if I

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