Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 10 He Is The Lycan Prince

Alina’s POV:

I am livid with anger when the guard finally comes to let us in after what seems like an eternity. I just cannot believe that he has totally ignored Brandon and me because of Tanya. My blood boils with so much anger that I am determined to make Tanya pay for the way she humiliates me. I am also angry at the guard and I barely pay attention when he hands me a device with which guests will bid with and explains to me how it works.

The device is small and can fit smugly in one’s palm. It has a red, glowing button on top of it that alerts the Auction Master as to the exact person that is bidding for a particular item.

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“…the button indicates you’re willing to pay five thousand dollars more to the bidding price,” the guard deftly explains but I wave him away.

“Let me carry that for you,” a very young girl dressed in a red gown approaches Brandon and me and collects my small purse. “And lead you to your seat.”

She leads us to an empty row and we sit directly behind Tanya. Even from the back, she still looks radiant and it only makes me hate her more. I am determined to humiliate her publicly before all these dignitaries but I don’t know how. I lean forward slightly to spy on her and I see that she holds the bidding device gingerly in her hand, and a devious plan suddenly forms in my mind.

I lean back in my seat, smiling, and wait for the right moment.

Tanya’s POV:

I am quite nervous as I perch on the chair, surrounded by important people. I have never been in the midst of very important people and I can’t help but feel inferior. The Auction Master’s voice breaks through the small talks that are scattered around the hall and everyone pays attention as the auction starts. I am amazed at the incredible items that are put on display and the ridiculous amount of money that people are bidding for. I never imagine anyone can be that rich to splash millions of dollars on some ancient painting.

I glance around the hall, hoping to see Marco. I am starting to get restless as my anxiety increases and I want him to be around me. I glance around but I can’t find him, instead, I see that Alina and Brandon are sitting directly behind me. On the other side of the aisle, the Princess and her friend are sitting side by side and gently conversing. I remember her threat and immediately make to avert my gaze but she has already seen me. Her eyes widen in surprise to see that I am in the auction. Almost immediately, she frowns at me with such anger that it sends a cold shiver down my spine. I am very certain that if we weren’t in the midst of an organized, important event, she would rush over to fulfill her threat.

my face sideways where I see a young man staring ardently at me. Even though I have caught him staring at me, he doesn’t look away. He gazes at me as though I am a fascinating object that he is seeing

and I shift uncomfortably in my seat. I look around the hall once more and realize that Alina is right. This is a gathering for Alphas, Royalty and Nobles. It makes me curious about the true ident*ity of Marco. I wonder

“We have arrived at the Headliner of this auspicious event. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the Marie Gorriete. This is a pair of Earrings

going for. It is beautiful, no doubt, but I feel it is too expensive. Apparently, I am the only one who feels that way because the bidding war soon begins

are going for. “Eighty million dollars going twice.” I turn to see who has made the bid and realize that it

Master yells with incredible gusto. “Going once, Going twice, and it’s a

events. I turn back to see my stepsister with a smug smile on her face and I realize she has intentionally

to the podium,” the Auction Master announces. “This item is so special that the buyer will

I can truly grasp what is happening, two ushers have gently tugged at my hand and lead me to the podium. I am shaking with fear and

big misunderstanding; that I have no money. I try to talk but my mouth is dry and my

not,” I mumble as I

saw her in the clothing store a few days ago and

sneaked

“I’m invited,” I murmur.

“Show everyone here. Show us you’re not a w*ho*re.” “I’m not,” I reply.

with a stranger, now everyone here would see you

though I am

I can only mumble this again

Alina laughs. “Where’s

She’s brought by me,” a deep, powerful voice sweeps through

that I cannot explain. Immediately I hear his voice, my racing heart slowly calms down. A comforting peace settles upon my nervous mind and a soft smile grows on my face. He walks through the aisle slowly and powerfully, with a folder in his hand. His every step

“It’s the Second Prince!”

“Marco is back.”