Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 26 Marco’s Birthday Is Coming

Tanya’s POV:

Once I’m fully recovered, I visit Lady Vivian’s home in the palace every few days to learn her craft. The days I get to work as her apprentice quickly become the highlight of my week.

Her wing of the palace is not as grand as the ballroom or the main hall, but I can tell from the moment I step through the doorway that Lady Vivian’s home is filled with love. She has a delicate woman’s touch and carries herself with admirable grace and dignity. She looks young for her age, but there are a few tiny wrinkles around her eyes when she smiles that make her look friendly and enchanting.

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“Careful when diluting the oils, dear,” she says, watching as I pour the contents of a dropper into a larger bottle. “Remember that the concentration of the extract will affect the intensity and duration of the fragrance.”

I follow her advice, carefully mixing the solutions. There’s something incredibly soothing about being around Vivian, and I can’t help but feel the need to make her proud.

“Well done, my dear,” she says brightly. She leans forward to smell the perfume I’ve just finished bottling with an approving glint in her eyes. “Absolutely perfect. Your talent does not cease to amaze me.”

I beam at her praise before jumping slightly at the sound of footsteps approaching.

Two handsome young men enter the room, both of them sharing a resemblance with Lady Viviane.

“Your latest creation smells divine, mother,” says one of them.

Viviane stands beside me, placing her hands on my shoulders as she greets the two men.

“Actually, what you’re currently smelling is a creation by my new apprentice. Isn’t she wonderful? Tanya, I’d like for you to meet my sons. This is Philip,” she says, nodding towards the elder of the two.

Philip steps forward with a pleasant smile and shakes my hand.

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I can see why our mother speaks so highly of you.”

I thank him with a curtsy before Vivian motions for the younger fellow.

“And this is Thomas.”

Thomas skips the formalities and goes right in for a hug. His friendly enthusiasm takes me by surprise, but I can’t help the laughter that escapes my lips at his charismatic energy.

he says, stepping back

over his eyes. He glances

that my mother was the loveliest lady of the court back in her day. I think

slightly at his flattery. Thomas, or rather, Tommy,

kind of like her, you know,” he

presence. They’re so welcoming to me, and they seem so at ease with each other. This… this is what a happy, loving

Lily’s POV:

on a promenade around the palace on one of the days that Tanya is working at my mother’s estate. I choose a route that allows me to walk right past her home and stop under the shadow of one of the

of my mother’s hands on Tanya’s shoulders. They both smile and laugh, working together as

Thomas shamelessly hugs her with all the excitement of a puppy dog making a new friend, even pinching her cheek affectionately. It bothers me to see them act so familiar and

can’t help but get flustered. I’m caught up in the sight of them together, my hand unconsciously curling into a fist by my side until my nails dig into my

Tanya’s POV:

chills me to my bones. The ruthless resentment in her eyes startles me so much I lose my footing slightly and drop some of the paperwork I

freckles and a friendly smile called Ella, snickers. She knees beside me to help

much attention to Ayana,” Ella says to me with a giggle. “She’s just

Ella for her help as we finish gathering the documents

“Really? Why?”

it to her as punishment for nearly causing you

Ella in surprise before making the mistake

at?”

“Nothing, I just-”

and comfortable because you’re married to the second prince. But the truth is you

say

tell me something about Marco. Do you even

silent, and I bite my

is in five days,

had no idea. But Ayana has lied to me in the past and set me up. Everything she’s said and done has been to hurt and humiliate me. What if this is just another

over and leave work to talk to Oliver on the way home. I must hurry so I can be back in the townhouse before the evening. I need enough time to prepare tonight’s dinner and light the doorway for Marco before he gets home, and if

narrow street, and he

Tanya,” he calls

I need

Marco’s birthday is coming

barely register his unfinished words. I wave at