Accidental One Night Stand With The Lycan King

Chloe stood in front of the mirror, her eyes cast downward, revealing only her long, delicate lashes. Her jade-like face had a hint of alluring pink, and her rounded, upturned nose was a striking perfection. Her lips, though devoid of any lipstick, were still irresistibly rosy and moist.

Suddenly, she glanced at the clock on the wall; it was the umpteenth time she had checked the time. The hands pointed to 9 PM. She curved her lips into a radiant smile at her reflection, looking as breathtaking as a goddess fallen to earth.

Today was Valentine's Day, and like other couples, Chloe was also preparing to spend a romantic evening with her boyfriend, Amos.

Thinking of Amos's warm and handsome face, Chloe couldn't help but smile, despite pressing her lips together.

She checked the time again-9:05 PM. Chloe's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

They had agreed yesterday, when they parted, to have dinner together tonight and plan the rest of the evening. However, Amos later sent a message saying he had something to attend to and could only pick her up at 9 PM to celebrate Valentine's Day.

She had been sitting in front of the mirror since 5 PM, looking at herself, waiting. Her stomach had growled several times, yet she still had no appetite.

Tick-tock, tick-tock-the sound of the clock echoed in her heart, each tick making her more anxious.

Amos was always punctual, arriving early to every date.

But today...

Thinking this, she grew restless, stepping out of the house to check the door several times, but the person she was waiting for still hadn't appeared.

Suddenly, Chloe remembered that a few days ago, when she was dining with Amos, he had a sudden nosebleed. Could Amos be sick? Her heart clenched tightly.

No, it can't be! It can't be! She hurriedly reassured herself, but she could no longer wait. Grabbing her bag from the table, she rushed outside.

She dialed his number as she ran.

The phone rang again and again, but there was no answer.

Her heart tightened more with each ring. She quickly hailed a taxi and headed to Amos's place.

Just as she was on the verge of panic, her phone rang. Seeing the familiar number, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her fair face.

"Amos, you're..." She hadn't even finished speaking when a cold woman's voice interrupted her.

"Waiting for Amos, are you?" The woman on the other end couldn't conceal her smug tone.

"..." Chloe was stunned to hear a woman's voice on Amos's phone. The voice sounded familiar, but her mind was in such a haze that she couldn't place it.

Before Chloe could respond, the woman's smugness deepened. "Don't bother waiting. Just come to the W Hotel and find him."

W Hotel? Her mind went blank for a moment.

The word "hotel" easily conjured up thoughts of infidelity.

No, no, Amos isn't that kind of person.

As the dial tone droned in her ear, she dumbly uttered, "Hello...?"

The woman's voice was so familiar. A chill swept through her heart.

She instructed the driver to turn toward the W Hotel and gazed out the window, trying to ignore the woman's voice.

But instinctively, she felt something was wrong. Her chest tightened, and she felt as if she couldn't breathe. She gripped her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.