Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 20

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 20 The Fallen Princess

Tanya’s POV:

I feel everyone’s eyes turn on me as I stumble back slightly in surprise. I barely have time to process what’s happening before Ayana appears at the edge of the crowd. She shoves her way past me, almost knocking me off my feet as she rushes to Cathy.

“Cathy? Cathy, wake up!” she cries, shaking the princess violently by the shoulders in an attempt to rise her, her voice drawing even more attention to the scene.

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“Somebody gets help!” Ayana shrieks at the top of her lungs, but despite all her yelling, Cathy remains unconscious.

Suddenly, I see Ayana’s expression twist from melodramatic exaggeration to genuine fear as she holds her hand by Cathy’s face. I’m filled with horror as I realize she’s trying to feel Cathy’s breath, and a sickening sort of understanding washes over me as I see that Cathy isn’t moving at all.

“What- what happened? Is she… is she okay?” I ask, my voice shaky with concern.

Ayana’s attention whirls furiously towards me.

“No! She is NOT okay!” she yells as if it were somehow my fault. “Cathy is not breathing! Tanya has k*il*led the princess!”

What? No! How can she say that? I would never! My mouth drops open in shock as the crowd gathers around me.

“Arrest her!”

Someone grabs me by the elbow, yanking me back. I’m seized by panic as a man tries to drag me away, ready to throw me to the palace guards.

A kind-faced young man emerges, and I recognize him from the auction. He’s a friend of Marco’s.

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happening so quickly, and I can barely understand what’s going on. The hand grabbing my arm stiffens as another voice cuts through the commotion, cold

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throw me out release me immediately, backing away from Marco

power radiating off him like an aura. He surveys the scene, daring anyone to defy him and try to hurt me. No one dares to challenge him, too fearful of

into fake submissive sadness as she speaks to

Tanya has k*il*led your beloved sister,”

a frown. Cathy is still not breathing, but when Marco checks her pulse, relief smooths over his

weak,” he says before turning to me, ignoring Ayana. “Tanya, I need you

my head softly, still trembling. Marco needs my help, and I try to remember every detail. What could have caused something

We were just standing here. I’m not sure what happened. She was talking to me, and she had a few sips of her drink. Then she just

to himself, an

unconscious sister once again, and I can see the gears turning in

splashed on the floor next to her. Marco lifts her sleeve to reveal a red rash on her hand where she spilled the liquid when

Cathy’s figure to examine her spilled c*oc*ktail. His powerful sense of smell confirms his suspicions.

must have had an allergic reaction to the c*oc*ktail! That’s why her skin turned red where she spilled the beverage on herself, and she ch*oked while drinking it. The

That doesn’t change anything,” Ayana insists, determined to blame me for all this. “Cathy and Tanya were the only ones here. Tanya must have put the lemon juice in

of something so awful. As much as she mocked me, I would

new to the capital. How could she

are you defending her, Oliver? That b*itc*h tried

voices growing louder as tension rises. The crowd begins to panic as Cathy remains unmoving. Only Marco’s furious roar cuts through the noise, quieting everyone

a way to save her. Once she’s awake, she can tell us what happened

to arrive, they might not be able to save her. She hasn’t been breathing for a few minutes, and if her heart stops beating, no medicine will be able to bring

fear evident on his face. I’ve never seen the

a maid to look for Cathy’s medication, but her room is huge, and it’s a mess,” Eric says. “Besides, our sister has not had an allergic reaction for a long time, and I doubt even Cathy remembers where

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