Chapter One

Scarlett’s POV

As I gradually opened my eyes, I was immediately greeted with a piercing pain in my head that radiated through my skull. It was as if someone had taken a sledgehammer to my brain. I tried to focus and recollect the events of the previous night, but my mind was a foggy mess, unable to grasp anything substantial.

I felt a strange sensation throughout my body, as if I had just finished an exhausting marathon. My muscles were sore and aching, and every movement seemed to require an immense amount of effort. It was almost as if I had been hit by a truck.

As I lay there, trying to piece together the fragmented memories of the previous night, bits and pieces of the events started to filter in. Slowly but surely, the blur began to take shape, and my mind was able to make sense of what had happened.

The Night earlier…….

As Marco's hands ran down my body, I couldn't help but shiver with excitement. I closed my eyes as his lips landed on my neck, eliciting soft moans from my lips. Every touch sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, and I knew I was completely under his spell.

As he pressed me against the wall, I could feel his hard, muscular body against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. His hands wandered down to my waist, then to my hips, exploring every inch of me. I murmured his name, lost in the sensation of his touch.

In that moment, there was nothing else in the world that I wanted more than Marco. The desire between us was undeniable, and I couldn't resist him any longer. I arched my back as he continued to kiss my neck, and I knew that I was his for the taking.

As the night went on, my inhibitions faded away, and I gave in to his touch. Though I was inexperienced, he was patient and took his time, making sure I was comfortable every step of the way. We undressed each other slowly, and as his strong, muscular body pressed against mine, I felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

As he entered me, I let out a soft gasp. It was unexpected, but the sensation was thrilling. With every thrust, waves of pleasure crashed through my body, making me moan uncontrollably. My fingers dug into his skin as I held onto him tightly, lost in the passion that was building between us.

Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony, and I could feel the deep connection that was forming between us. It was a feeling I had never experienced before. The way our bodies fit together was like they were made for each other, and the pleasure was beyond anything I had ever felt.

"Oh God," I murmured as his movements became more urgent. I could feel my release building inside me, and I knew that I was getting closer and closer to the edge.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "Come for me," he said, and that was all it took.

With a cry of his name on my lips, I let go, my body convulsing with pleasure. It was an intense experience, and I knew that I would never forget it.

As we reached the peak of ecstasy, our bodies trembling with pleasure, I knew that this moment would stay with me forever. Even though I was afraid of the consequences that would come when I woke up, I was grateful for this unforgettable experience with Marco.

We stumbled towards the bed, our clothes falling off as we went. The feeling of his skin against mine was electrifying, and I couldn't believe that I was here with him, the most powerful Lycan in the kingdom. As he entered me again, I gasped, feeling him fill me up. It was intense, and I held on to him tightly as we moved together in a dance of pleasure. The pleasure was all-consuming, and I lost myself in it, forgetting everything else.

Back to the Present….

Had I really slept with someone last night? I tried to piece together the events of the previous evening, but my memories were hazy. All I could recall was the annoyance I felt towards my uncle, and how I needed to get away and clear my head.

I stumbled into the bar, still feeling angry and confused. That's when I saw him - Marco. He was sitting at the bar, looking so handsome and confident. I was immediately drawn to him, and before I knew it, we were talking and laughing as if we had known each other for years.

Before I knew it, he was offering to buy me another drink, and I couldn't say no. I remember feeling like I was floating as we walked to another part of the bar. The music was loud, the lights were dim, and there were other people dancing around us.

And then things start to get hazy. I remember taking another shot, and then another. I remember his hand on my waist, pulling me closer to him as we danced. But after that, everything gets blurry.

I don't know how we ended up in this room together. All I know is that I woke up next to him, and I couldn't remember anything after that last shot.

As I turned over to look at the man next to me, my heart skipped a beat. I realized that something was different. His features seemed more defined, his muscles more toned. And then I saw the faint outline of a tattoo on his wrist and shoulder, one that I knew all too well.

I sat up, my eyes widening in shock as I realized what had happened. The man I had slept with was none other than the great Lycan prince of the land.

"Oh my God," I murmured, my mind racing as I tried to process what had happened. I had just slept with the most powerful Lycan in the world, and I had no idea what that meant.

Suddenly, Marco stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He looked at me and smiled, and for a moment, I forgot about everything else. His eyes were warm and kind, and I felt myself getting lost in them.

But then I remembered who he was, and my heart sank. How was I supposed to act around him now that I knew the truth?