I Hit His Balls By Accident—Now This Taken Alpha's Obsessed With Marking Me?!

wake up on someone else's couch . My head is pounding , and my mouth tastes like I licked the floor of a frat house . Where am I ? The room is dim , blinds drawn . Red cups everywhere . The smell of stale beer and ... campfire . Pine rees . I sit up slowly , trying to piece together what happened . Cleo invited me to go skiing in the Adirondacks . After that , we went back to the hotel for dinner . Then a guy came over to chat at the restaurant and invited us to a party at his house . That guy was Tristan . After that came the chaotic party . Beer pong . The eerie red moon .

And a woman's voice ... Footsteps creak from upstairs . I freeze . A light flicks on , and moments later , someone appears at the top of the stairs . ' You're awake . " Tristan . How did I end up here ?! He's wearing plaid pajama pants and a gray t - shirt , his hair messy in that way that shouldn't work out does . He comes down the stairs , his eyes on me . ' How did I get here ? " The words come out before I can stop them . 12:43 I Hit His Balls By Accident - Now This Taken Ainha's Obsessed With Marking Me ?! Chapter 4 " I found you in the backyard . Near the woods . You were unconscious .

" His voice is careful . " I brought you inside . " A flash of memory hits me - the red moon , the unbearable pain . " I don't remember . " " What do you remember ? " The words spill out . " I drank too much . Went outside . The moon turned red , and then- " Tristan's entire body goes rigid . " You saw the blood moon ? " " Yeah . Kind of hard to miss . " Something flickers in his expression . " You shouldn't have been able to see it . " " Well , I did . " I say , because I know what I saw . I might be feeling like I'm going crazy , but I can't be going that crazy .

He stares at me , and the silence stretches between us . Behind him , footsteps sound from upstairs . A redhead appears with her arms crossed , her hair ousled . She's wearing one of his shirts with nothing else . Meanwhile , I'm sitting here looking like a drowned rat . Great . ' What's going on ? " she asks , her voice sharp . ' Siennan , " Tristan warns , and I'm glad to finally have a name to put to her haughty face . ' We need to talk . " Tristan says to me . I follow him to the kitchen and take a seat at the table .

Siennan sits across from me , and mmediately I regret it because now we're stuck facing each other . She's shooting daggers at me with ner eyes . Chapter 4 " Did you see Cleo last night ? " I ask , trying to focus on what matters . " My friend . The blonde- " " I saw her after the game , " Tristan says . " Then I was busy . " " In his room , " Siennan adds with a pointed smile . " With me . " Got it . Can we move on ? I'm too worried about Cleo to care about their relationship drama . " I need to call her . " I look around . " Where's my phone ?

" " I found it in the snow when I brought you inside . " Tristan retrieves it from the counter and hands it to me . I press the power button and wait , my heart in my throat . Nothing happens . [ try again , jabbing at the screen like that'll somehow bring it back to life . Still nothing . ' It's dead , " Tristan says , his voice maddeningly calm . " It was buried in snow all night . The charging port is wet . It needs to dry out before it'll work . " How long ? " Half a day . Maybe more . " My chest tightens .

Cleo's probably freaking out right now , or worse - she thinks I hooked up with omeone and doesn't even know I'm missing . You're safe here , " Tristan says , and there's something steady in his voice that almost makes me elieve him . " I brought you some dry clothes . They'll be big , but better than what you're wearing . " le gestures to a pile on the table - plaid pajama pants and a long - sleeve shirt . Thanks . " Ve stare at each other for a beat too long , and I feel like I'm drowning in those dark eyes of his .

vala svim hulle the Accident - Now This Taken Alpha's Obsessed With Marking Me ?! Chapter 4 Stop it . " I texted Jax , " Siennan announces , breaking the moment . " He'll be here soon . " Tristan blinks and steps back . " Good . Can you start the coffee ? " " Sure . " She heads to the coffee maker , shooting me one last glare over her shoulder . Tristan gestures down the hall . " Bathroom's that way . You can change . " I lock the door behind me and lean against it , taking a breath . Okay . You're fine . I peel off my damp clothes and pull on Tristan's pajamas .

They smell exactly like him - campfire and pine - and I have to stop myself from being weird about it . The pants are way too big , but I tie them as tight as I can . Then I make the mistake of looking in the mirror . I look like I got dragged through the woods backward . My hair is matted with tangles and what might be a leaf . There are dark circles under my eyes . And my eyes themselves- I lean closer , gripping the edges of the sink . What the hell? My eyes were turquoise . Now they're brown . Plain brown . What the fuck is happening to me ? Chapter 5 O Chapter admin