Semua Bab Possessed By The Tyrant Alpha Lycan: Bab 161 - Bab 170

Author's P.O.V.She felt the rise of adrenaline within her as she put on her heels and picked up her clutch to put her plan into motion.Tunisha made her way to the club; her heart was racing with excitement because she knew Jethro would be there, and she was ready for him.As soon as she entered the club, Tunisha made a sweep of the room. Her eyes searched and landed on the familiar figure of Jethro. He sat at the bar staring into his drink.A smile played on Tunisha's lips as her mind drew an immediate plan. She would have him notice he wanted her.Thus, she started to sashay toward the bar, her hips seductively swaying with each step.Tunisha cast her eyes around the room, searching for a somewhat familiar face. Instead, her eyes met a stranger; that well-tended man with piercing eyes and chiseled features did something to her; her heart leaped and stuttered.Skirting the tables, she made her way to the bar, her gaze straying inevitably to the way he moved a ripple of muscles under

Author's P.O.V ★ caramel ★A warm golden light crept along Tunisha's face, nudging her to wake up. She turned and twisted before her eyelids fluttered open to an unseen ceiling. Disoriented, she sat up, and her eyes wandered into the dimensions of the room in an emerging fear. Where was she?She felt a panic set in as she scrambled her mind in trying to remember how she got there. Her mind was like a single board, not telling her anything. "How did I get here?" she asked herself aloud, her voice shaking slightly.She swung her legs over the side of the bed, and fragments of the previous night began to resurface. Flashes of laughter, music, and a stranger's piercing eyes danced at the forefront of her mind. The club, the drink, the stranger's hand on hers. It all came back.The redness flushed Tunisha's face as memories rushed forth in like a tide: the feel of a stranger's lips against hers, hands tracing along her body. She felt a shiver run down her backside as she remembered the lo

Author's POV Manager Joe didn't raise an eyebrow, but there was an edge of robotic tone in his voice. "I'm afraid you must be mistaken, miss. You checked in here alone, and we have no record of anybody else being with you. You have been in your room the whole time."Tunisha's anger escalated. "That's not true! I know what happened last night, and I want answers."Manager Joe was impassive, his eyes glinting just a second for a silent warning. "I'm afraid that's all I can tell you, miss. If you have more questions, I suggest you try our customer service."She knew Manager Joe was only saying what he had been told to say. She wasn't getting anywhere with him. She turned and walked away, determined to find out the truth on her own.Tunisha walked back to her car as her mind was still full of questions. As she reached the driver's side door, she saw a note tucked under the windshield wiper. She let out a sigh as she knew all too well who had written it.She retrieved the note and read th

Author's P.O.V.Tunisha walked towards her apartment building, the fire of her anger and determination still bubbling in her veins. But as she approached the gate, she spotted someone waiting for her. The figure belonged to Marcus, or so her trusted bodyguard's name."What are you still doing here, Marcus?" Tunisha asked harsher than usual. But her voice had slightly softened by a little bit, by the look of worry on his face."Ma'am, are you okay?" Marcus asked, his eyes scanning her face. Tunisha could tell that he was tensed up; his muscles were stiff beneath his suit."What's wrong?" she asked her instincts on high alert.But Marcus didn't utter a word. He simply turned and walked towards her door. Tunisha followed him, her heart beating with a sense of foreboding.When they got to the door, Marcus leaned in first, opening the door, then moved aside, and Tunisha went in for herself, her eyes perusing the room. And then there it was: a piece of paper on the coffee table with the mes

Author's P.O.V.Tunisha jumped into her car and drove to Jethro's, her heart racing with so many different emotions, both thrill and nerves. She reached his mansion and just went bursting in through the door.Jethro looked up from his seat, astonished to see her standing there. "What are you doing here?" he asked warily.Tunisha walked up to him, her heels making soft sounds on the floor. "What do you think?" she asked, her voice confident. "We are lovers, so we should be together."But Jethro's face did not wear an expression to anticipate. Instead of joy or excitement, he frowned. "After what you did, you think we would be okay?" he asked, his voice dripping with anger and hurt.Tunisha's feet had stopped. Taken aback by his reaction, she asked innocently, "What are you talking about?"Jethro rose from his seat, eyes ablaze. "Don't play dumb, Tunisha," he told her. "You know very well what I am talking about. You tried to kill Elias and then you have the guts to come here and act al