A Lycan’s Accidental Wife

Avelina smiled as her fingers played with the tips of her wine glass. In a few days, she would be getting engaged to the love of her life. Currently, they were on vacation in Europe's most glamorous hotel. These few days have been really stressful, so this was really a way for her to take a deep breath and relax.

       "Ma’am, here is your cocktail." The bartender cleared his throat, and Avelina turned to look at him.

       "Thank you." She smiled as she took the cocktail from him, and she slowly sipped from the straw, smiling even more widely at how tasty it was.

       Within the same club, a bit further from the bar where Avelina was seated, a young man who looked the age of twenty-six, clad in black pants and a black shirt with a few of its buttons open, sat with his legs crossed. His black curly hair, which complimented his emerald eyes, fell to his shoulders, directing your attention to his muscular body. He had tattoos that looked to start from his waist and stopped at his neck.

       "Hello, sir. Here is your drink." A waiter delivered his cocktail to him, and he took it, his face expressionless. He casually drank it all, and it didn’t take even ten minutes before he started feeling a bit lightheaded.

       His slightly long lashes fluttered, and he quickly shook his head to shake away the dizziness that he was suddenly feeling.

       "What’s going on?" He pinched his brows together in confusion. Feeling that it was becoming worse, he glanced at the glass cup, immediately realizing that the drink had been messed with.

       "Shit!" he cursed, realizing how badly he had let his guard down. He carefully pulled himself up from the couch and shook his head yet again. His eyes slowly became blurry, and hurriedly, he began to stagger to his room on the second floor of the hotel.

       He managed to make his way to the elevator, and once it took him up to the second floor, he stepped out, his head feeling like it would explode.

       "Shit! Shit!" he cursed even more, and once he managed to make it to his door, he swiped his keycard and unlocked the door. He stepped in and almost fell to the floor while trying to close the door.

       "Argggg! What exactly was in that drink?" he questioned to himself, knowing full well that whatever was in it was definitely very strong for it to be able to intoxicate a werewolf shifter like him. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the floor, leaving his entire upper body bare.

He sank into the bed and groaned as he felt his head, ache severely.

***

       "I don’t feel so good." Avelina, who seemed to be in the same situation, complained, and the bartender turned to look at her.

       "Are you okay, ma’am?" he inquired, and she nodded her head, not wanting to create an attraction. She stood up from the stool and proceeded to make her way toward the elevator, but she found it very hard to walk.

       "Ma'am," The bartender rushed out from behind the bar and caught her, keeping her from falling. "Perhaps I should take you to your room," he suggested.

       Avelina shook her head at him. "No..I-its fine." She snatched her arm from him and proceeded to walk off on her own, but as drugged as she was, she ended up falling flat on her face. The bartender hurried up to her again and pulled her up from the ground.

       "Let me take you to your room," he said to her, and before Avelina could say anything, he scooped her up into a bridal style and started walking towards the elevator.

       "Y-You don't really have to do this...I can walk on my own," she said to him, but he ignored her and stepped out as soon as the elevator door was pushed open. He proceeded toward room 266 and halted in front of it. He pushed open the door and set her down on her feet.

       "We are here. You can go in now," he spoke with a smile on his face.

       "Thank you." Avelina nodded and stepped into the room. She slammed the door shut and staggered toward the bed.

       "So hot!" she groaned, feeling very hot, and quickly took her pants off. She took her shirt off as well, leaving her only in her underwear. She climbed onto the bed and snuggled under the blanket, a deep breath of relief exiting her nose.

       "Selena..." The deep voice of the man, who seemed to be the man from earlier, called, having noticed someone climb onto the bed.

       "Who is Selena? Babe, you are not mistaking me... for someone else again, are you?" Avelina asked, and the young man slowly turned to lie on his back.

       "I feel...so hot!" he grumbled, and Avelina nodded her head in concur.

       "I feel really hot too." She sighed with her eyes shut due to the dizziness, and the young man turned to look at her with his blurry eyes.

       "Come closer," he said to her, and Avelina snuggled up into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.

       "You smell a bit different today." He inhaled her scent, and Avelina chuckled softly.

       "Mhm. Your voice sounds so deep.” She slowly nodded her head, with her lips curling up into an exhausted smile.

       The young man caressed her face and gently kissed her jaw.

       He moved from there to her lips, and before they knew it, they were passionately intertwined. Neither of them realized it wasn’t their significant other in that bed.