Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 34 Marco Comes To Meet Lily

Tanya’s POV:

“Quick! Take my hand Tanya!”

Cathy’s urgent plea pulls my gaze away from the two fearsome men in the doorway, and despite the request for haste and her outstretched hand, I don’t take it. Something within me snaps into place as I suddenly realize the reality of our situation, and what I must do to ensure that our captors don’t win. “Go without me.”

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“What? No!”

There is no time to hear out her protests, so I quickly interject. “Cathy the only way to escape from the third floor would be to jump. I have no wolf form. I’d be risking my life trying to jump,” even with the absence of any discernable bump, my hand instinctually places itself where it knows my baby is kept, another life I’m now sworn to protect, and I smile tenderly at the thought. “I won’t risk my baby’s life.”

Of course, Cathy expectantly fumbles to find a resolution to this valid argument. But she tries, nevertheless. “I can carry you! Yes! I can carry you down!”

In me, a fondness grows for Cathy. Even in the face of her disapproval of me marrying her brother, her reluctance to desert me is touching. That she still is a decent person willing to help another in the face of danger.

on your own, you’ll still have a chance of escaping if they chase after you. But if you take me with you, I

I take her hand. But only to give her trembling fingers a gentle squeeze of hope, depicting my trust in her through a trying smile, and only baring my fearful soul into her eyes. “My unborn baby’s life

I can’t understand, she seems on the verge of tears. I’ve never seen such an expression on her face. In the past, she always had a malignant grin that relished

predators below and mentally submitting to the jaws that seize my mind and body. I let the Alpha and his Beta wrench me down from our handmade ladder to freedom. And the last thing I see of Cathy is the long golden wisps of her hair before I turn to face the

Lily’s POV:

faint red line that sits on the curve of my neck. An evident strangulation mark that has me

home from work in a hurry, wanting to have as much time as possible to look dashing for Marco for our meeting. The elation was sparkling and fizzing within me like a shaken bottle of gorgeous pink champagne, just waiting to explode in celebration of me and Marco’s reunion. The image of him

take my time getting ready. I deserved some proper pampering for all my hard work. Convincing pathetic Tanya to

me, pulling me into a dark and deserted alleyway. Another man came into view trying to help capture me as I fought them, resisting

sure of my appearance. I struggled hard, finally earning myself a chance to speak. “Are you talking about the first Prince’s fiance Lily?” I made myself sound scared and confused. “You’ve got the wrong girl. I’m not

be walking alone unattended like

She’s got black hair, green eyes, and a pet*ite body. You’ll know when you see her. She has the ring on.” I remember watching them

the mirror, I pull out dazzling white pearls from one of my drawers and clip them so they settle perfectly against my neck. My hair is pulled up into a pretty bun and allows me to showcase my favorite pair of earrings that match my formal attire. With a smile, I grab my clutch and make my way down into one of

“Hi Marco…” I purr.

dislike the abruptness to his tone, but I try to brush

Marco, do

the time for this. Let’s get straight to the point. Why did you want to

For the time being, I’m more confused rather then irritated. “Cathy? Is everything okay?” I