XANDER

"You...." My voice cuts short when I remember everything we did together last night.

I must be crazy.

After leaving the cemetery because yesterday was my late wife's memorial. I remember coming to the bar and due to the annoying music, I had to book a room because I couldn't go back home that night again.

I remember calling the room service for some Johnny Walker and everything that happens after that becomes blurry.

The woman before me screams and she looks very terrified which makes me wonder what injustice I have done to her when I am not myself.

"What... What did you just do to me Mr Man?" She demands again. But I can't let this woman know that I'm also blaming myself, I quickly shift my gaze to a very cold and unwelcoming one.

"I should... I should ask you that" I ask with a slightly low voice to avoid judging her wrongly since I don't remember everything clearly.

She scrambles up and yells. Although it is only for a few seconds, it feels like she has just screamed for a whole light years but I don't blink.

I only stare at her trying to gather all the images of what I might've done to her.

"Who are you?" She finally asks after getting no response for yelling.

I am confused again when I see her utterly naked, fear grips my heart again. I fear what my wolf and I might have done to Eros might've taken my body to do something bad.

I cough lightly unsure of what to say but then my eyes catch her neck! On her neck is imprinted with fresh marks....

Damn what have I done!

"Young Lady I think you're the one that entered the wrong room" I manage to say at last when the silence is almost killing me.

I sweep over her body and my gaze finally rests on her oval face making her shiver slightly in a way I can notice.

"I…. I was drunk last night. I don't remember much but I'm sure I didn't enter the wrong room" she whines nervously.

I hide her hands together under the duvet to avoid her noticing, I try to hide the anxiety that threatens to overwhelm me.... What should I do about her?

I try to remember what happens and how she gets there but the room is a mess. The towel I wrap around my groin is lying in some corner and I can see a torn dress crumpled at the foot of the bed.

I gulp with uneasiness. What if she wants to be my mate? Then what about the promise I make to my Tatiana, my wife, that I won't have anyone else aside from her?

Her panties and bra are on the opposite part of the room and the bed itself looks like it has survived a third world war.

"I'm Brianna Julliard" she hisses at me, as if she thinks what I just do is ridiculous. "Who are you?"

As she speaks, I lock my eyes in her Hazel eyes and in a swift moment, I sense she's from here.

"Xander Allen" I wheezed.

"You… you're an Alpha?" I look at her without any words. Then my wolf stretches himself before activating himself for the day. 'That Omega is still here?'

I quickly reply telepathically 'I mark her! What do I do?'

Eros licks his lips laboriously, 'She's a Virgin. I had the most fun of my life last night but it's not my fault... She comes here on her own'

She comes on her own? Which means she's the one that enters the wrong room

I smile with glee that I'm not the one that makes the mistake in the first place.

Then she counters again, "This is my room. I book it myself and when I get drunk, I come to sleep it off in my room."

"You lie," I snapped, obviously startling her. The fact that I don't force her is very relieving news because I can now assert my dominance over her.

"I'm not," she replies. "I'll show you my card key to prove to you that this is my room."

I consider the thought for a few seconds before nodding to approve it. 'Who can imagine that a lousy Omega like her could have a nice body?' Eros says in my mind but I dash the thought.

She scampers like an old woman as she looks for the card key. I watch closely, wondering what game she is playing.

After what seems like ages, she finds the card key and flaunts it to my face with a grateful smile I find very enchanting.

"So Mr Lycan, do you now agree that you're the one that makes a mistake by coming to the wrong room?" She demands as my gaze lands on the card key and says Room 69 there.

I smile, "Is this some trickery?"

"What do you mean?" She asks, startled by the deep timbre in my voice.

"This is room 96," I announced to her "And this card key says 69."

"What?" She gasps with horror as she looks at the card and the one on the door knob and realizes her mistakes.

"9....6...6...9" she mumbles as she starts scrambling again trying to gather her things.

I have wrapped the duvet around myself so I walk towards her slowly, "Young Lady, whose fault is it now?"

"Still yet, you take advantage of my drunken state," she replies solemnly. "You... You also mark me!"

I scoff at her foolishness even though it saddens me, "At least I don't force you to be here?"

She stands frozen and glares at me. Still on this, my phone beeps. I should be in the office by now.

Sweeping my gaze past her, I dash into the bathroom but before then, I open the drawer and toss her some cash and my card.

"Take care of yourself and call me if there's any problem, I'll take responsibility"

After I say this, I don't manage to give her a chance before I bolt into the bathroom. The embarrassment is too much.