Chapter 4 The Girl With My Bovfriend Is Mv Sister

**Present Day - Tanya''s POV**

The guy doesn''t even flinch when I''m screaming my head off. He just stares at me with those creepy, ice-cold eyes that make my skin crawl, which only makes me scream louder. Even though it''s only a few seconds, it feels like I''m screaming forever, and this dude doesn''t even blink. He just keeps staring at me with those freezing eyes.

"Who are you?" I ask, totally confused and freaked out that I''m naked in bed with some guy I''ve never seen before. I instinctively touch my neck. At least he didn''t mark me, thank God.

"I think I should be asking you that question," his voice is ice-cold.

He drags those icy blue eyes all over me, and when his gaze lands on my face, I shiver as the room seems to get even colder. His stare is filled with this raw, cold power that wraps around me like some invisible freezing fog.

"No, I should be asking," I whine nervously. "You''re in my room. You''re naked and sleeping in my bed." I twist my hands together, trying to hide the anxiety that''s about to swallow me whole.

I try to remember what happened and how I ended up here. The room looks like a disaster zone. The guy''s towel is hanging on the window, while Alina''s dress is crumpled at the foot of the bed. My jeans and bra are scattered on the opposite side of the room, and the bed itself looks like it survived World War III.

"My name is Marco," he hisses at me, like he thinks what I just said is totally ridiculous. "Who are you?"

As he speaks, sharp, long claws grow from his hands and he casually cracks his knuckles. His movements are slow, mesmerizing, and seriously dangerous.

"My name is Tanya," I wheeze, gasping in fear as I stare at his terrifying claws. "This is my room. I was at the bar last night, got drunk, and came here to sleep it off."

"You''re lying," Marco suddenly snaps, making me jump.

"I''m not," I reply. "I''ll show you my keycard to prove this is my room."

He thinks about it for a few seconds before letting me go. I''m both amazed and terrified by his intimidating presence as I scramble around the room looking for the keycard Alina gave me yesterday. He watches me closely, probably wondering what kind of game I''m playing. I breathe a sigh of relief when I finally find the keycard. It''s crumpled and rough, tossed in a corner of the room.

Excited, I grab it from the floor and march triumphantly to the bed, stretching the keycard toward him. His gaze shifts from my face to the keycard, and I glance at his face. He''s even more gorgeous as the morning sun casts a bright, warm glow on his skin. I find myself staring at his body, wondering how such a hot, handsome guy can have such a cold, emotionless stare.

"Is this some kind of trick?" Marco asks, staring at the keycard like it''s the biggest joke he''s ever seen.

"What do you mean?" I ask, startled by the deep tone in his voice.

"This is room 410," he announces. "And this keycard says 401."

"What?" I gasp, not wanting to believe he''s telling the truth. There''s no way I''m the intruder. "Are you kidding me?"

"I don''t joke," he says and tosses the keycard back to me. If I were a wolf with powers, I could''ve easily caught it mid-air, but I''m just me, so I flail and stumble before catching the keycard. I''m totally embarrassed as I sneak a glance at him, but he just keeps glaring at me without saying anything. I clear my throat and look at the keycard.

"4...0...1," I slowly read the number. "This can''t be right," I murmur, confused about this uncomfortable mess I''m stuck in. "I... how... what..."

I walk toward the door, but his cold voice stops me. "And where do you think you''re going?"

"To check the number on the door," I reply seriously, desperately hoping the door says 401.

"You''re naked, dummy," he scoffs, and I look down, remembering I''m completely naked.

The chaos of waking up next to a stranger made me forget I''m stark naked.

I dash to the bed, wrap the blanket around me, and run to the door.

"Oh God!" I gasp, immediately hating myself.

I walk back into the room, wishing the floor would open up and swallow me. I''m the intruder.

"Now spill," he says coldly, like he''s caught me red-handed and there''s no point in lying. "Who sent you? Eric? Lily? Joseph?"

I stutter, trying to explain myself out of this horribly awkward situation. "I don''t know those people," I stammer as fear overwhelms me.

"I promise this isn''t a setup," I say nervously. "I came here with my sister because it was my 18th birthday. I caught my boyfriend in bed with someone and needed a drink. But after just one drink, I started feeling dizzy and hot, so I came to my room to sleep it off. I must have wandered to the wrong room..."

I pause as my heart grows heavier. Memories from yesterday surface in my mind. Yesterday was supposed to be the day I had sex with Brandon for the first time. I wanted to wait until I turned 18. But I caught him with someone else. I never even saw her face.

"I wouldn''t use my virginity to seduce you," I sob, meeting his eyes. "It''s just a misunderstanding..." I whisper that last part.

He reaches up toward my face, grabbing it forcefully. I flinch, closing my eyes and trying to take steady breaths to calm myself down. Suddenly, his grip on my face softens and his body goes still.

I open my eyes and realize a single tear has escaped and is running down my cheek. It lands gently on his hand. He takes a step back, looking down at the teardrop on his hand.

Marco suddenly turns his back to me. "You should go," his voice softens and his posture becomes very rigid. "Don''t forget the keycard."

I''m surprised by how much softer his tone is. I nod and quickly get dressed. I stumble outside, hoping to get to my actual room and call Alina to tell her I''m in trouble. I''m just a few steps away from Marco''s room when I hear familiar voices calling my name.

"Tanya!" Alina and Brandon shout my name in unison.

"Alina? Brandon?"

"What are you doing here?" Alina asks in a cold, steel voice that scares me. She''s never spoken to me like that before, and I''m baffled.

"What..." I stammer, but she doesn''t let me speak.

"What are you doing in a hotel room?"

"Yeah, what are you doing?" Brandon fires at me rapidly, like they rehearsed this before coming to the hotel.

"Did you have sex with another man?" Alina asks.

"She obviously did," Brandon replies. "Look at how tired her eyes are and how messed up her hair is. How could you do this to me? To your boyfriend who loves you so much?"

"How could you betray Brandon like this, little sister? The most powerful wolf in the pack stoops so low to date you, and this is what you do? Cheat on him? How could you?"

Alina is yelling so loud she''s attracting other hotel guests. From the corner of my eye, I see a fat old man I recognize step out of room 401—the room that''s supposed to be mine. He''s always told me he likes me, but I could never see myself dating him. The moment I see him, it all makes perfect sense. All the clues I''ve been ignoring and pushing away come flooding back.

"He loved you, protected you," Alina is yelling, waving her hands wildly as she explains how much Brandon loves me, and that''s when I see it.

The same watch I saw on the hands of the girl Brandon was with, the same watch Alina supposedly threw away—that same watch is sitting smugly on her wrist, and I know without a doubt that Alina is behind it all. The way she urged me to drink so much alcohol last night and that nasty liquid she practically forced down my throat—it''s all her.

"It was you," I murmur to myself, unable to believe it.

"How could you do that to me?" Brandon says, faking a sob.

"Do what?" I ask, baffled by their betrayal.

I just can''t understand what''s happening. It feels like my world is crashing down all over again. First Brandon, now Alina. I can''t comprehend how my life can go so horribly wrong in just one day. What did I do to deserve such a cursed fate?

I can''t help but cry as I think about how damaged my life is. It''s just too much to handle. Brandon and Alina''s betrayal crushes my spirit. To make it worse, I just gave my virginity to a complete stranger—it''s too much.

"See!" Alina yells excitedly at the small crowd that''s gathered. "She''s crying because she''s lying and got caught!"

I want to argue with her, but all I can do is cry.

"She..." Brandon starts to speak but is silenced by a loud bang. Marco steps out of room 410, slamming the door behind him.