Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 14 Valentine’s Day

Tanya’s POV:

“Do you think he’s here to see Lily?” one of the workers asks.

“There’s no way. Prince Marco and Lily are a thing of the past. She’s engaged to Prince Eric.”

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Outside, Marco walks away towards the entrance of the building. He’s coming this way, my heart pounding harder and harder with every footstep.

“Even if Marco married some she-wolf, Lily was supposed to be his fated mate. Why else would he be here?”

The sound of heels clicking against the marble floor makes me want to disappear as the crowd moves away from the window and shifts towards the main entrance. Lily appears with Ayana close behind her.

“Do you think Marco’s new wife is here? I haven’t seen her,” another employee says.

They’ve seen me, they just haven’t realized who I am, but they will soon. There are too many people around, but the focus is evenly divided between Lily and Marco. The last thing I want is to draw attention to myself, and I dig my nails into my palm to stop my hands from shaking.

Maybe I can slip away unnoticed while everyone is distracted. I lower my head, letting my sleek black hair form a curtain over my face. Everyone is watching Marco

as he makes his way toward Lily, gasping at the scene about to unfold, but Lily only smiles presumptuously. Even she expects that he’s here for her. I take a few unsteady steps backward, hoping to sneak off without causing a fuss.

But then Marco walks right past Lily without so much as a glance in her direction, as if he hardly noticed her standing there. Lily barely flinches, but her lips press together tightly as her former lover ignores her existence. She is unaccustomed to being ignored, just as I am unaccustomed to being noticed.

Before I can register what’s going on, Marco appears in front of me, blocking off my quiet escape route.

“Where are you running off to?” he asks, his low voice making the question sound more like a demand.

“Nowhere, I… I was just…” I stammer as everyone’s eyes turn to me.

off his sunglasses in a swift motion. Those messy blond locks and electric blue eyes make him look like a roguish prince charming, and he crosses his arms over his broad chest, surveying me

“I was

to pick up my

rosy heat rise in my cheeks. The corner

the new employee, seem to see me for the first time. Their eyes feel

to him, wishing no one else could

Marco is the second prince, and it’s his responsibility to play the part of the dutiful husband. It’s an act, a

feeling of him beside me, head held high and proud as he walks arm in arm with me, that

that day, everyone at the Eau de Lune Parfumerie treats me differently. Some approach me with curiosity and f*orc*ed politeness, while

the atmosphere in the perfumery is decidedly different. Many employees are eating chocolates and boasting roses or heart-shaped cards. Even Pauline seems to be in a good mood. It takes me a

It’s Valentine’s Day.

with Brandon. The whole holiday seems luxurious and foreign to me, so I stay out of everyone’s way

stopping by the building, delivering flowers and other gifts to the girls in the shop. Each new arrival is accompanied by

Until the questions start.

and it doesn’t take long for them to notice my auspicious lack of gifts. Their attention turns on me gradually, and I feel myself shrink

up and show off their flowers or jewelry to me, wondering at the sort

has already done so much for

I do my best to change the subject. Whenever someone approaches me to inquire about our plans for Valentine’s

then Pauline walks over to the

Marco forgot about his wife on Valentine’s Day. He didn’t even get you anything, did he?” she

answer she needs. Everyone stares at me, their expressions a mix of disdainful pity and haughty

of the clerks with an exaggerated pout. “It’s such a pity that married couples get bored of each other. When the relationship is new, everything is exciting and great, but men lose interest the moment they put a ring on a woman’s finger. Don’t feel bad, Tanya. Guys forget about Valentine’s Day

whines about what a shame it is that Marco is stuck with

hardly

I flinch at the sight of Marco’s sister walking into the

to do than throw gifts at a gold digger,” Cathy says, her eyes bearing into me disapprovingly. She strolls to one of the workers and hands them a piece

soon at the palace. I’m

me, glaring down at me over her nose even though I’m taller than her. A frightened, childish part of me wants to hide behind the counter to escape her mocking, but I f*orc*e myself to hold my

amazing my brother manages to remember he has a wife at all, considering she’s so unworthy of