Chapter 5 Stalked By The Stranger

~YULIA My wolf came alive as I took in every aspect of his features. It was the same dark clothes. The same dark hair. The same dangerous and mysterious aura from last night. Worst, his green eyes seemed to bore into my soul as he approached us. My wolf began to dance with excitement as I remembered my escapades with him. The way his fingers assaulted my softness. The way his lips almost transported me to another realm. What was this man doing here? How did he know that this was were I lived? Was he a stalk— I gasped. "I knew you would be shocked by his existence but isn't this reaction too much?" Lana asked. "Girl! He's the same guy I met at the club yesterday. He followed me!" I exclaimed in disbelief. That was when the beautiful stranger reached us and smiled. "I didn't expect to meet you here," he whispered and his voice affected my wolf. But today, I refused to fall under his spell. He could not make me do anything stupid with that charming face of his. "Yeah right, you expect me to believe that?" I asked. "What do you want to believe then?" He asked as he tried to sway me with his charm and fake innocence. "I know that you're following me around. You're a stalker and a pervert!" I suddenly snapped. He staggered back, visibly shocked by my words. So he corked his brows at me in amusement. "That's a first. I've been called many things but never a pervert nor a stalker," he slowly said. His amusement angered me even more and I was suddenly irritated by him. This was probably his game. This was how he swayed unsuspecting young girls to get under their skirts. "I know your tricks. I can see right through you. You're a playboy and you play with women's hearts. It's fun to you, isn't it?" I stated as I poked my finger at him. He looked down at it before moving his unfazed eyes to me. It was as if everything I did fascinated him in a sort of way and it was really getting under my skin. "Is this what you think of me?" He asked ever so softly. "Girl. . .I think you're taking it too far. I think you should hear him out. Maybe it's all just a big coincidence," Lana chimed in and began to pull my arm in an attempt to stop me. "Let me go, Lana. I have to get to the bottom of this. Can't you see he's a stalker?" I spat before turning back to him. "I was drunk yesterday and I had no idea what I was doing but right now, I'm in my right sense of mind and there is no way I'm falling for your tricks again!" He lifted his brows at me again as he listened attentively to my words. This made me feel as if he was mocking me, as if he wanted me to show off all of my stupidity while he remained the calm and wise one. "I really think you should stop," Lana urged. "I know what to do to people like you. Simply telling you off is not going to do. I have to get my friends to teach you a lesson. They'll surround you and beat you up!" I yelled in his face. He tilted his head slightly at me. "Is that what you really want? You want to see me beaten black and blue?" He asked. Did this man think I was bluffing? What was fucking wrong with him? "I can't let anyone else hit me but for you, I'll make an exception on the condition that you do it yourself," he whispered as his gaze burned into mine. My wolf stirred and I could swear that I felt butterflies begin to flutter violently in my stomach. How could this man be flirting while getting attacked by me? How was he so good at it? "You can start now, if you want. . ." He trailed. My eyes went wide when I saw him bring his hands to his halfway exposed chest. He started to play with the button as if he wanted to take it apart. "You've lost your mind! In fact, you're a psychopath. You're sick!" I snapped as I glared back at him in disbelief. He grinned at me and my wolf began to do a seductive dance within my mind. She wanted him and she was becoming dangerous, so much so that she could push me to him when I least expected it. "How can one man be so sexy?" Lana asked as she drooled. I gasped as I took in her pathetic state. "Control yourself, Lana!" I exclaimed. She jumped instantly and cleaned away the drool from her mouth. This was it for me. This man had to leave. My wolf stirred with protest at the actions that I was about to take but I ignored her. I knew what was best for us. She was just driven by lust. "You need to leave," I stated as I folded my arms at him. He chuckled darkly. "Unfortunately, I can't." His response was firm, despite the amusement and I wondered if I would have to call the Pack police on him. Just how desperate was he to get under my skirt? "I'm not afraid to use force," I stated. He swept his eyes over me and it reminded me of last night again. "As much as I'd love to see you do that, I can't leave just yet. I have business in this house," he stated. I narrowed my eyes at the pervert. "Get out of my house!" I yelled. That was when Mr Rogers appeared beside us out of the blue. "I thought I heard voices," he began and bowed to the beautiful stranger. "Lycan Issa, forgive Yulia. She's been stubborn about the arrangements since I told her," he began. This time, the stranger frowned just as I did the same at Rogers. "Yulia?" He asked and I heard the disbelief in his voice. "Lycan?" I asked instead. "You know this pervert?" Rogers widened his eyes at us. "You have no idea. . ." He said in realisation as he looked from me to him. There was silence as I began to connect the dots. "This is Lycan Issa, Mariana's stepbrother— your uncle," he dropped the bomb.