FATED TO MY UNCLE

~YULIA

"Hey. . ." A stranger called and it made my wolf dance with excitement. 

I dropped my glass of tequila and looked up, only to be met with eyes so green they made my wolf stir with desire.

"Hey." A small smile played on my lips. 

His smile grew wider when he saw that I had not chased him away. He helped himself unto the next seat and waved at the bartender. 

"I'd like a glass of what she's having and more for her," he instructed. 

There was something about the way he spoke that messed with my thought process. I downed my glass of tequila to hide the hunger slowly growing on my face. 

"Having a bad day?" He asked as he turned to stare at me again. 

I swallowed hard at the question as I thought of my mother's funeral which I had literally escaped from and somehow ended up here. 

"You have no idea," I whispered and watched as the bartender poured me some more. 

"That makes two of us," he announced and downed his glass of tequila in the same way that I had done. "Best for us to enjoy each other's company since we can relate to the pain."  

My wolf shifted at his words and my eyes actually ran down his body. His dark hair fell over his forehead, they looked wet and I wanted to run my fingers through them. 

He was dressed in black loose clothes. His shirt exposed smooth yet sexy skin underneath and I was suddenly eager to see the rest of him. 

He looked way older than me, yet my wolf began to dance seductively in my mind. I wanted him and this made me swallow hard.

"Did I pass the test?" He suddenly asked as he gave me a knowing stare. When he saw my confusion, he continued. "You were checking me out." 

His beautiful eyes swept over my body and I started to heat up from under his gaze. Why was this stranger affecting me so much?

"Are you flirting with me?" I blurted out. I could as well end it here before it got too far. 

My wolf twisted in disapproval. She wanted this thing we had going to escalate into something crazy. 

"Do you want me to?" He smirked as his stare grew more intense and I felt a strange yet enticing fire come alive within me. 

My wolf was dancing fiercely now and I knew that it was dangerous for me to remain seated here with him. Now was the best time to escape before I went too far down the rabbit hole. 

"I'm eighteen," I stated, hoping that it would be enough to discourage him. I doubted if men his age would want to be with women as young as me. 

Yet his amusement grew and he leaned in closer so that we were now inches away. 

"And I'm twenty eight. . . What a perfect match," he whispered and this time, I felt heat pulsate from between my legs. 

My mouth turned as dry as ash and I did not trust myself to speak anymore. He had me cornered. I was sure that he could see the hunger in my eyes. 

"Studies show that a little bit of fun and some alcohol can ease pain," he said as he brought his lips to my left ear. 

The moment his hot breath fanned my skin, I felt tingling sensations shoot down from the spot and scatter across my body like electricity. 

How could one man have this much effect on me? 

"Let's dance," he whispered before pulling away and looking into my eyes. 

His forest green eyes were now glowing and I could almost tell how much excitement he was feeling. 

He offered me his hand and I hesitated. "I know you want to," he teased. 

My wolf urged me to go for it. Yet I wanted to run away. I turned to my glass again, took another shot and allowed the alcohol take control. 

Then I accepted his hand. "Fine, let's dance." 

A smile played on his lips as he began to lead me through the herd of dancing people. The world began to dance around my vision like the sea of people and I started giggling. 

He finally found a spot close to a wall where the flashing red and green lights were dimmer. 

"This is perfect," he muttered in satisfaction. 

Then he grabbed my waist and suddenly pulled me closer to his chest. I gasped and he only smirked. 

"Go with the flow. . ." He whispered. "Let the music and the alcohol do its thing." 

I giggled at him as I began to move with the rhythm of the loud yet sensual music. He suddenly turned me around and began to trail his hands over the curves of my body. 

He pushed my hair out of the way and brought his lips to my neck. "You're beautiful. . ." He whispered. "And you smell so good." 

Tingling sensations travelled down my neck, down to my already wet pussy. I felt his teeth gently grab the skin on my neck. He was busy giving me gentle bites that messed with my senses and sent my wolf dancing into a frenzy.

"I want you. . ." He whispered just as I moaned. 

His hands somehow ended up on my breasts and I hissed the moment he squeezed them. 

"But you're a stranger. . ." I moaned breathlessly. 

Then he swiftly turned me around so that he could look into my eyes. "Yet you do not feel like a stranger to me," he muttered. "It feels as if I've known you forever. . ." 

His eyes began to glow again and I felt as if he was trying to suck me into his world, as if he was trying to transport me into a world that was going to hold just him and me. 

My wolf began to dance for him and I wanted him to claim me as his. I wanted him to take me away. I was suddenly ready to surrender to him but the smart side of me told me to back away— to run from him. 

"This isn't right," I suddenly said but his sexy eyes locked with mine and drowned me. "I don't want this," I whispered slowly as I found myself diving deeper. 

"You can not lie to me, my darling. . ." He whispered. 

How could he tell what I was truly feeling? Could he read my mind? 

I gasped and widened my eyes at him. "Who are you?"