Eva and the lycan king

va p

er. I lost count of how many I had. I

, ready to lash out at whoever it was. But it was just a man

okay?"

red at him, trying to figur

e," he said. "I thought mayb

"I don't ne

u do need to slow down on the drinkin

I said. "I just

what?" h

tell him my problems. But something about him made me fe

umiliated me in front of everyone. I couldn't take it anymor

understanding. "That sounds tough," he said. "Bu

"What do

you," he said. "You deserve someone who loves and res

thought of it that way before. Maybe he

We talked for hours, about everything and nothing. He made

was catching up to me, and I knew I needed to get some rest

up at the sky, and for the first time in a long time, I saw the

tonight," I s

" he said

he other werewolves in the room, all of them having their wolves while I was still waiting for mine to appear. I knew it

ouldered, and had piercing green eyes. He asked me which pack I was from and why I was out here drinking a

w off some steam. I complained about not having my wolf yet and how it made me f

g and charismatic, and I couldn't help but feel a connection to him. I didn't know who he w

ed. I was feeling tipsy and lightheaded, but I didn't care. The man leaned

cool night air. We walked in silence for a while until we came to a secluded

as doing was reckless and dangerous, but a part of me wanted to take the one thing

body. He slowly started to undress me, his touch igniting a fire withi

e tightly, and I felt a sense of peace wash over me. It was as if for t

ven know the man's name. I turned to him a

to a bar the night before and drinking with some strangers, but the rest of the night was a blur.

e nightstand with a name I couldn't remember. It wasn't until I saw his name on the card that I realiz

and the stranger as possible. As I stepped out of the lounge, I recognized the bar where

ant to face anyone, especially not my step-sister Monica. But a