Chapter Two

Marco’s POV

I woke up to a scene that was unfamiliar to me. The room that I was in was strange, and my head was throbbing with pain. As I began to take in my surroundings, I noticed a girl, Scarlett, who was staring at me with a gaze that was intense and focused. She was studying my wrist and shoulder, and her eyes kept darting back and forth between the two.

Initially, I thought that she might be admiring the tattoos that were on my wrist and shoulder, but as my memory began to return, I realized who I was, and the significance of the girl's actions. It became clear to me that she too must have recognized who I was.

"You're scared," I said, finally breaking the silence. "That you've slept with a Lycan prince."

Scarlett didn't say anything for a moment, still looking at me with a mix of fear and fascination.

"I just... I didn't know," she stammered finally. "I didn't know who you were."

I sat up, ignoring the pain in my head. "It doesn't matter. We had a good time, right?"

Scarlett hesitated before nodding slowly. "Yes, it was fun. But I don't think I can just forget about this, about you being a Lycan prince."

I sighed. It was always the same with Omegas. They were so scared of us, even when we were trying to show them kindness. But I couldn't blame her, not really. The Lycans had a reputation, after all.

"I understand," I said, trying to sound as reassuring as possible. "But you don't have to be scared. I won't hurt you."

Scarlett looked up at me, and I could see the fear still in her eyes. But there was something else there too, something that made me think maybe she wasn't completely afraid of me.

"I should go," she said, standing up and grabbing her clothes. "Thank you for... last night."

I watched her leave, feeling a sense of disappointment. I didn't even know her name, and now she was gone. But I knew I couldn't dwell on it. There were more important things to worry about, like the upcoming war between the Lycans and the Rival Pack.

As I got dressed, I couldn't help but think about Scarlett. She had been different than the other girls I had been with, more... genuine. But it didn't matter. She was just an Omega, and I was a Lycan prince. We could never be together, not really.

I left the room, my thoughts still on Scarlett. But I knew I had to push them aside, to focus on my duties. The war was coming, and I had to be ready.

Scarlett’s POV

I rushed out of the room and ran down the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had slept with the Lycan prince! And now, I was scared and confused, not knowing what to do next.

As I made my way out of the club, I couldn't help but feel like everyone was staring at me, like they all knew what I had just done. I felt ashamed and embarrassed, but most of all, I was terrified of what would happen if anyone found out.

I hailed a cab and told the driver to take me to my uncle's house. I needed to clear my head and figure out what to do next. But when I arrived, I realized that my uncle wasn't home. He was probably off on one of his late outings, like he always was.

I stumbled into my house, still in shock from what just happened. As soon as I entered my room, I locked the door and headed straight to the bathroom. I turned on the hot water and let the steam fill the room, hoping that it would help me clear my head.

As I stood there under the shower, my mind kept going back to Marco. I could still feel his touch on my skin, his lips on my neck, and his breath on my ear. He was so handsome, with his chiseled jawline, piercing eyes, and strong arms. I couldn't help but picture him in my head, over and over again.

As the water cascaded over my body, I closed my eyes and pictured Marco in my head. His sharp jawline, chiseled chest, and piercing blue eyes. I saw the fangs, the claws, and the power that he possessed. He was a Lycan prince, a creature that I had only heard of in stories. I knew nothing about him or his world, and that scared me more than anything else.

I couldn't shake the feeling that I was in over my head, that I had no business getting involved with him. But at the same time, I couldn't deny the way he made me feel. He had awakened something inside of me, a passion and desire that I had never known before.

I couldn't deny the attraction that I felt towards him, but it only made me feel worse. I was just an Omega wolf, coming from a lineage of weaklings. My parents, who had passed away years ago, would be disappointed in me if they knew who I had slept with.

I tried to shake off my thoughts and focus on the present. Marco was a Lycan prince, and that meant he was dangerous. I didn't know anything about his pack or their traditions, and I didn't want to get involved in anything that could harm me. But the way he had looked at me, the way he had touched me, made it hard to forget about him.

I knew that I was nothing in the pack, just a lowly Omega wolf with no power or status. And Marco was a prince, someone who could have anyone he wanted. It was foolish of me to think that anything could come out of what had happened between us. But the memory of his touch lingered on my skin, making me feel alive in a way that I had never felt before.

As I finished my shower, I knew that I had to forget about Marco and move on. I couldn't let my attraction to him cloud my judgement, and I had to focus on my duties to my own pack. But a part of me couldn't help but wonder what could have happened if I was someone different, someone who had more to offer than just being an Omega wolf. As I got out of the shower and dried myself off, I made a decision.

I couldn't let this one-night stand define me or my future. I needed to move on and put it behind me. But first, I needed to find out more about the Lycans and what they were capable of. Maybe then, I could finally put my fears to rest and move on with my life.