Above is a picture of Mikayla Kendrick.
Mikayla's POV
I woke up from the sun beaming into my room and it was eerie, the sun never beamed into my room because it was deep in the second story of my father's house.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange room. The room was wide and the walls were painted in virginal white and on the white ceiling was a purple chandelier.
I spotted a poster of a wolf on the walls and I got the shock of my life when I realized I was wrapped in the arms of an asleep hunk in briefs. I had the urge to finger his tousled black brown hair but I had to figure out how I got here.
Unwrapping his arms around me, I felt him stir in his sleep. I melted when a pair of blue green eyes stared at me. I had to admit those eyes would have attracted lots of girls.
"Hey love, you're awake."
I nearly swooned at his calming husky voice. "Who are you and how did I get here?"
"Baby don't act like last night wasn't fun or was I bad?"
"Bad? Last night? What happened last night?" I couldn't help but notice how my voice trembled.
He smirked. "Don't you remember? We made love last night and it was the best experience of my life."
My head throbbed, my heart plummeted and my body shivered. "Nooooooo!!!"
I couldn't believe it, a stranger deflowered me, a goddamn sexy stranger. My life is so over.
"Baby you enjoyed last night as much as I did and I'm glad I'm your first."
I couldn't talk, I was in absolute shock, I just felt like stabbing him to death. I noticed I wore nothing under the strange T-shirt I was clad in. Was he fucking kidding me? Did I even wear it myself or he wore it for me? Why can't I remember a thing from last night?
"My life is officially over." I buried my face in my palms as tears streamed down my face. If I wasn't so childish to get drunk because my mother got another man this wouldn't have happened to me. "Did you use protection?"
He shook his head. "I don't have."
Damn this guy, I was in sorrow and he looked like what happened between us wasn't a big deal. Damn him! Whoever he was, he was now who I hated most even more than my mom's new flame.
"Mikayla it's not what you think, I love you. I'm not just a guy who takes advantage of women but when I saw you yesterday I knew you're who I've been looking for my whole life."
"How do you know my name, pervert? I hate you, you've ruined my life. You will pay for this in this life or the next!"
He caught me by surprise taking my palm in his. "Last night was the best one ever for me, believe me. Even if you think you hate me, you'll see I'm a good man and I mean it when I say you can't hate me."
I jerked my hand from his. "You're crazy and let me tell you this; you need to check your brain. Visit a psychiatrist."
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A one nightstand with Dean, a lifetime with him.
WerewolfBeing drunk wasn't a big deal for Mikayla but waking up in the arms of a gorgeous hunk in nothing but his briefs was terrible for her. She couldn't remember how she got to Dean's bed but learning he had deflowered her that night was her worst nightm...
