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.

if they chase after you. But if you take me with

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 is in your hands now. Go find my husband. Tell him

then I witness something I haven’t seen before. Something changes in the way Cathy looks at me. She wears a complicated expression that 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 in my failure, mocking my low status, or

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

Lily’s POV:

sponge against the skin on my neck. Concentrating hard on covering up the ugly faint red line that sits on the curve of my neck. An evident strangulation mark that has me recalling the events of the last couple

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 ran rampantly through my mind, even

because I wanted to take my time getting ready. I deserved some proper pampering for all my hard work. Convincing pathetic Tanya to do as I pleased was an exhausting affair. And so I was looking forward to having a long

man came into view trying to help capture me as I fought them, resisting as much as I could. I did hear their mumbling, however. “God, I didn’t realize prince Eric’s girl was so hot-headed. Are

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

like this? Let me go. I won’t tell anyone I’ve seen

was. “She’s just down the road, the third house. She’s got black hair, green eyes, and a pet*ite body. You’ll know when you see her. She has

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,

“Hi Marco…” I purr.

is this about Lily?” I dislike the abruptness to

seat Marco, do want

this. Let’s get straight to the point. Why did

panting heavily from exhaustion. For the time being, I’m more confused rather then irritated. “Cathy?