Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 8 Back To The Capital

Marco’s POV:

“Is that everything?” I ask her as she dumps a light briefcase at my feet.

“Yes,” she gasps. “I’ve only got a few things.” “Good,” I reply and shove the briefcase into the trunk, “Get in the car. We have quite a ride ahead of us.” “I’ve never been to the capital,” Tanya says. “What’s it like?”

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“You’ll see,” I reply.

The drive goes on in absolute silence. Though I can sense that she wants to make small talk, she seems unsure of how to begin. Her shyness amuses me. I’m just about to break the silence when I receive a mind link from Oliver.

“What do you want, Oliver?” I sigh.

Oliver is my best friend. We’ve connected numerous times through mind link that it is so easy for either of us to establish a mind link between us regardless of distance.

“Hey buddy,” Oliver laughs. “You missed the party.”

“Oliver,” I reply. “I thought we already agreed to call first before we establish a mind link.”

“I know,” he laughs. “But what’s the fun in that? Besides, I couldn’t find my phone. I went for a run this morning and I heard the juiciest gossip that I just had to share it with you.”

I don’t need to talk out loud before Oliver can hear me. In fact, I don’t even need to move my lips at all. He is in my mind and can hear my thought. I’m also in his mind and hear his thought, so we converse by forming thoughts in our minds for the other person to read. But just like I converse with Manuel, my inner wolf, I often say my thoughts out loud. Tanya stares at me, surprised that I am talking to myself.

“I’ve been away from the capital for about two weeks,” I reply. “What could have happened within that time that you could not wait for me to come back?”

“First off,” Oliver scoffs. “I don’t know when you’d be back. Plus, there’s an upcoming charity auction in the capital in the next couple of days.”

“You didn’t establish a mind link just

I can sense a change in his emotions. Whatever the news is, he is apprehensive to tell

ones organizing the auction and the headliner is the Marie Gorriete Earrings,” Oliver says. “Your

the iron bending under the pressure. I immediately get my emotion in control and ease the pressure on the wheel. There is no point in getting angry. All I need to do is get it back. The Marie Gorriete Earrings are a pair of rare and unique earrings that are crafted with a piece of

They’re scared you’d do something

as the biggest obstacle to Eric ascending the throne. No matter how much I keep a low profile, I will always be seen as a threat. I need a long-lasting solution that will let them think that I have nothing against Eric for engaging Lily and I have no plan of harming him. I glance at Tanya as she fiddles with her fingers: she is my plan. I choose to

for that problem and I need you to help me

immediately prepare a contract… a marriage

“What?! A marr….”

drown out Oliver’s thoughts and cut the

Tanya’s POV:

very large and exotic clothing store and I am just about

explains as he leads me towards the store

get you

young pretty woman bows as she approaches

something. “Wait for me when you’re done,” and with that to me, he breezes out of the store just as quickly

the young woman smiles. “Come, I’ll show

dreaming. What in the world am I doing in a store with incredibly beautiful clothes? Even Alina’s clothes feel like rags as compared to these clothes. Because of the state of my clothes, I feel like

different clothes. Even though all the clothes look extremely good on me, the clerk is not satisfied.

leads me back

We are admiring a pretty dress when the peaceful silence in the store is broken by the shrill laughter of two young ladies. They saunter into the store as though they own it and everyone’s attention turns towards them. The beautiful dress on their

the auction,” one of them giggles. “And I want to try that dress,” she points to the dress that the clerk is showing me. “This pauper can try it later if I don’t like it; and if

“But…” the clerk stutters.

from the filthiest dump of the capital?” the girl says and steps closer to the clerk. “Besides, do

she was

to the clerk, smiling slightly to show her I’m not angry. “I’ll check

hurt. Even here in the capital, I’m still treated like a slave. Though I’m not angry, I’m very sad. I shrug off my sadness and continue looking round the store. The