~YULIA
“Iran…” I trailed, realizing I was face to face with Issa’s beast.
The air suddenly turned cold and my intake of breath became shaky as I instantly began to tremble.
His aura was alluring yet dreadful. I wanted to run- to move as fast as my feet could take me but I was rooted on the spot and I soon realized that I could not feel my feet.
My wolf danced with excitement though, almost as if she was not affected by my fear and was more interested in what she would gain from this bond.
I felt blood rush through me as she made me take in every detail of his body. From his glowing eyes to his seductive features, my wolf wanted him.
Yet I wanted to fight the feelings that were boiling up within me. My thoughts were a scattered mess. I felt as if I was torn between two worlds- one where I wanted him and one where I could not stand him.
“Yulia,” he whispered, his voice calm yet filled with authority, making my wolf do a sudden flip.
I tried to speak, but my tongue felt twisted. The words just didn’t make sense no matter how hard I tried to arrange them in my head.
My heart skipped a beat the moment he took a step towards me.
“No… Don’t,” I stuttered, my finger pointing towards him as a warning for him to back off.
“I want you, Yulia.” It was a statement and not a request as he advanced towards me dangerously.
My wolf stirred uncontrollably within me, yearning for him- for his touch. Yet I resisted. I wouldn’t give myself up to him no matter what.
I suddenly felt my feet again and made a run for it but it didn’t help as all I could do was move backwards, one step at a time.
He had me locked in his gaze, his eyes peering into my soul, burning like a fiery flame. I could feel my body heating up because of him and my wolf was like a fuel to it all.
“You’ve lost your mind, Uncle,” I blurted out, shocked by the power in my words.
He remained unfazed and kept coming at me. “Issa is your uncle. Not me… I am your mate,” he whispered as I felt as if he was compelling me to do as he pleased.
Was mind control a possible ability for a Lycan too?
I remained speechless as I helplessly watched him close in on me. His words danced through my ears and traveled around my body. My knees suddenly became weak as I struggled to break free from his peering eyes.
What had this man done to me?
“This isn’t right,” I said weakly.
I continued to back away until I hit the hard surface of the wall.
Hell! I was done for.
Echoes of Miles’ warnings came back to my ears and I cursed myself for being the typical rebel. Now, look where it landed me…
Iran closed the gap between us, therefore pinning me against the wall. His scent hit me hard and my legs gave way, but he caught me in his arms.
I scanned the area around me, searching for a way to escape but the door seemed so far away. Even if I tried to run, he would still catch up to me.
I was no match for a Lycan.
He brought his lips inches away from mine, teasing my wolf and I in this sick game he was playing at. Then he moved his lips to my left ear before deliberately releasing hot air.
This caused tingling sensations to scatter across the spot. I swallowed hard as I felt the pit in my stomach deepen. I wanted him now, there was no denying it, I wanted to feel his lips against mine just like back at the club.
“And as your mate, I have full rights over your body,” he whispered into my ears.
As if that was what was needed to render my wolf vulnerable before his power, she pushed me forward and I claimed his lips as mine.
Damn! I had to admit that it was better than the first time.
Our bodies intertwined with a maddened desire which could not be broken- well, until Iran broke it himself and left me hungry for more.
“You never cease to amaze me, Yulia,” he said right after.
That was when I seized control of my emotions. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment and I attempted to back away when he held me back.
“You can’t leave now, Yulia, you need to finish what you started,” he growled while looking into my eyes.
I could also see the desire and the passion in them. He had wanted me from the start but… he was not Issa, he was Iran, and this was what scared me the most.
I felt his grip on my hand tighten and his fingers began to pierce my skin.
“You are hurting me,” I cried, my wolf reeling in disgust at his actions.
He did not stop. The red glow in his eyes intensified and cold fear began to creep up my spine.
“Issa!” I screamed as stinging tears filled up my eyes in an instant.
My scream must have snapped him awake because he released me and backed away immediately as if I were a plague.
The next time he looked up at me, his eyes were back to the forest green I was beginning to love.
There was utter shock across his face as he glared at me, though. His lips began to quiver visibly while my heart pounded heavily.
“Yulia, I-”
“Stay the fuck away from me!” I snapped as my wolf flinched within me.
I did not trust this man to even move. There was no telling what he was going to do next. His eyes grew wider and I saw pain fill them up.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and hardened his gaze. “Get out,” he muttered.
I furrowed my brows at him. I was awed by his choice of words. He was in no position to chase me away. He was the one who wronged me!
“I said get out!” He suddenly roared.
I flinched at his tone this time and I did not know it when my legs developed a mind of their own. I ran out with all my might, not daring to look back.
After all, wasn’t it what I had wanted to do from the start?
Then again, if it had been what I had wanted, why did it hurt?