Taming the untamable billionaire Lycan

Evelyn's foot stepped on the accelerator as she sped off on maximum speed. Her sportscar finally came to a stop at a club. She needed alcohol right now or she might lose her mind!

She just couldn't believe what she had saw at her fiance's house.

She had paid her fiance, Wright, a surprise visit at his penthouse. There was no response at the door, but she opened it anyway since she knew the passcode, only to find his clothes and that of a woman scattered across the sitting room. She started walking towards his room and wished deep down that it wasn't what she was thinking. As she got closer to his room, the sounds of his voice and groanings, with that of another woman, which sounded familiar, became louder, only for her to see cousin moaning ecstatically as she rode her fiance erotically on his bed.

She was too stunned to interrupt them. She just gazed at them through the door that was barely shut. She couldn't believe they'd do this to her. She wasn't in the best relationship with her cousin, but at least she thought he loved her.

Evelyn just turned away and left the penthouse.

‘Finally, I will no longer be alone.’ - Those were her thoughts when Wright Cane chose her to be his mate.

Her entire pack which included her family; her parents and brother, were killed five years ago in a crisis against some group of rogue werewolves, and she's been a lone wolf since then, her family's fortune didn't ease the loneliness one bit.

She and everyone else were taken aback when Wright chose her. He was an alpha, from a rich lineage, and even though she's rich, she is just a weak omega Lycan, he could have chosen any other person much better than her but he chose her.

But guess he never did.

She was excited to be his wife soon, his mate, his Luna! They were to be married in three days time, why did he have to do this to her?!

She felt so hurt and betrayed.

She walked into the club and went straight to the VIP section, she needed privacy right now. She was given access to the VIP section with ease as she qualified because she was rich.

She went to the bar counter, sat down on one of the stools, then ordered something really strong. She took a couple of shots until she was half done with the bottle, and a little tipsy.

“I wonder what's making a pretty lady drink this much,” a mesmerizing voice said to her. She turned towards the direction the deep and soothing voice came from, then she locked gazes with a man. Though she was a little tipsy, she was still able to take in the man's features.

He looks very handsome, with his glassy blue eyes. His raven black hair was well gelled backwards with some few strands hanging freely on his forehead. Her wolf sensed he was an alpha lycan but not just any alpha lycan, from his attire and the aura he carried, she could tell he is rich. He was putting on an expensive tuxedo, but he held the jacket of the tuxedo in his arm, the first few buttons of the white t-shirt he was wearing was undone.

“Go away please,” Evelyn uttered, taking one more shot.

A smirk appeared on his lips. He placed his hand on the counter close to her glass bringing into view, his expensive designers wrist watch that adorned his wrist.

His hand held his glass of whiskey and ice, “Let me drink with you Miss…” he trailed off obviously inquiring for her name.

“Evelyn.” She told.

“Evelyn.” He said her name, and for some reason, she liked how it rolled out of his tongue.

“I’m Zayn, Evelyn.” He continued. “So what is it Eve? An heartbreak?” He smiled at her.

“I wish I can smash both of their faces.” Eve responded.

He chuckled lightly.

“Heartbreak it is.” He responded. He knew it was heartbreak the moment he saw her walk into the VIP section. He sensed she was an omega lycan immediately. He doesn't usually get the girl himself, it's either they come to him themselves or he sends his betas to get her for him. But he was captivated by her beauty the moment she stomped into the VIP section of the club angrily, and for the first time in a while, he decided to get the girl himself.

“I can't help you smash their faces right now but I can make you forget them- For the night that is.” He offered. He's not one to take advantage of a drunk and heartbroken woman, but he just can't help himself with her.

“Really? How?” Eve inquired, interested.

He moved closer to her. Then he whispered in that his deep soothing voice that seemed to have gotten deeper; “By giving you pleasures you could never think existed, not even in your wildest dreams.”

She knew what he was talking about, yet she smiled. His aura was dark and mysterious but maybe it was his deep cello like voice and the way her name rolled out of his tongue, she was intrigued.

She's someone that didn't think it was moral having sex with just anyone that's not one's mate. And she's never really had a mate before, Wright was to be her first. But this handsome stranger deserved her virginity more than him. So fuck morality!

“Show me then, Zayn. I want it.” The seven words rolled out of her mouth so seductively, and they were enough to arouse him even more. That was all he needed, her approval.

He held her hand then placed a kiss on it, his eyes not breaking away from hers, then he helped her to stand up. Still holding her hand, he led the way while she followed like a little lamb. They climbed up the stairs until they got to the suite area. It seems the club was one of those with rooms, a customer could relax in after having fun at the club.

They walked until they got to a particular door and Zayn opened it with a black card. They walked into the room shutting the door. It was a luxurious looking suite indeed, but she didn't have time to grasp in the beauty of the suite as Zayn grabbed her waist possessively and got her into a wild kiss.

She didn't know a kiss could be this wild. She and Wright has shared a kiss before, a couple of times, but they were light and gentle. Plus she wasn't into movies or novels for her to know such a kiss existed.

Maybe that's why Wright chose her cousin over her- Because she's boring.

The thought of them made her angry, she held Zayn and kissed him back, but he broke the kiss off immediately. “-Dont! Don't hold me.”

“W-What?” She voiced.

“Sorry love, but I have a ‘no touching’ rule. I'll do the touching, don't touch me unless I tell you to.” He told domineeringly.

"Okay.” She agreed. Was that how it's done? Or that's just how he likes it? But she honestly doesn't have a problem with that.

“Good.” He replied with a grin, and connected their lips again.

Evelyn was soon sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands were also resting on the edge of the bed as Zayn hovered above her. Breaking off the kiss, Zayn who had just a knee on the bed, stood up and began to undress until he was completely naked before her.

She gulped at the sight of him. His body was as drool-worthy as his face, just as she had expected. His manhood was already as hard as a rock.

She began to see him clearly now as if the alcohol was finally and drastically clearing up from her mind. The man before her was more than handsome, he was beyond gorgeous.

“Get on the bed,” he stated, and like an obedient lamb, she did so.

Then, she saw as he crawled gracefully towards her, their gazes not breaking away from each other. His glassy blue eyes held her in place, as if she was in a trance.

“Take off your clothes, Evelyn,” his voice whispered to her when he got closer to her.

She flushed red at his words. But proceeded to do as he said, and he watched her as she did. He ogled at her naked body once she was done undressing.

Evelyn gulped again, but she actually liked the look in his eyes, no one has ever looked at her this way.

His hand went to the back of her head and her long coffee brown hair that had been packed into a ponytail, fell onto her shoulders. Her back was soon on the bed as she lied completely with him hovering above her.

“Fuck love, has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?” He questioned rhetorically.

Her hands were above her head in the next second and he held them in place with his hand.

Eve's naive mind wondered how all of him would fit into her, won't it hurt?

“Wait!” She spoke softly, as he was about to begin, so his eyes went back to her green ones.

“What love? If you want foreplay, I'm sorry, but I don't do foreplay. You're already wet and aroused enough for me.”

“No… it's not that. It's… I've not done this before.” Eve told.

Zayn grinned mischievously. Does she really expect him to believe that?

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