Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 24 You Are More Important!

Marco’s POV:

Lily’s screams ring in my ears, and she thrashes wildly in the pond, sending water in every direction. I race to her side, jumping in before Eric even reaches the edge of the pond. Lily wraps her arms around me with a gasp, her nails digging into my skin. I grimace as she splashes me, hauling her out of the water.

“Lily, calm down. Stop it. I got you,” I growl at her, and she wiggles a bit less at my command.

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I carry her out, setting her down gently on the ground. Eric quickly joins us, his expression wrought with worry. “You shouldn’t have done that,” my brother says quietly to me. “I would have gone in to rescue her.”

I know Lily is not mine to rescue. She’s with Eric now, and he’s the one that should be rushing to her aid. But I’m faster and stronger, and I would have done it for anyone. Even though Lily and I aren’t together anymore, I wasn’t going to stand by and watch as she drowned.

1 “You’re welcome,” I growl at him sarcastically before nodding towards Lily. “Take care of this.”

Eric only glares resentfully at my biting tone before kneeling beside his fiance. I step back, giving them some space.

“Lily, are you okay? What happened?” he asks. “It was an accident; Ayana knocked her purse in the pond,” Lily coughs, her voice overly breathy. “Oh, Eric, I was so scared. I feel so faint.”

I roll my eyes, not wanting to get involved in whatever drama Ayana stirred up. Lily is safe, so I get up to head back into the ballroom and look for Tanya. But before I take a single step, Lily sputters.

to go in… I tried to go in after her to help … I’m sorry I didn’t

face

and it’s more of a

takes an exaggeratedly

think she was trying to get her purse back.

says after my wife’s name. My eyes widen, scanning the dark waters. Something tightens in my chest as

I jump back in.

Tanya’s POV:

and dark around me as my lungs scream for air. Then, I lose sight of which way is up and which way is down, and the pain quiets. It becomes a

Then, a kiss brings me back from the edge of death. Cutting through the darkness underwater, someone’s lips press fiercely against my own. Air is pushed past my cold lips, my tired lungs heaving as a breath is blown into me. Life

feels so far away, but I’m not afraid. I feel safe in

welcoming oxygen into my aching chest. Marco holds me as I struggle

I’m alive.

And I’m not alone.

out of the pond, our drenched clothes clinging to our bodies. The crowd has started to disperse, less concerned with my safety, while Lily is the center of attention. Several people register Marco and me as he emerges from the pond and lays me on the gra*s*s. I’m shivering slightly, and both of us are

“What were you thinking?”

shaky to answer right away, so I just look down, unfurling my frozen fingers to reveal his mother’s earrings in the palm of my hand. Marco’s eyes widen at the sight of them and then narrow in disapproval at

have died,” he says, his voice low and angry. “You nearly drowned

at him, confused by the frustration on his face. I’m still dizzy