Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 35 Marco Comes To Protect Me

Tanya’s POV:

“I knew you were lying!”

His voice is immensely hostile, I even hear a growl pierce through his words as he and the Beta drag me away by my arms, unbothered as my lower torso and legs scr*a*p*e limply across the cold hard ground.

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In minutes my back makes hard contact against one of the walls, and I look up at the looming brutes who corner me. “You’re all the same!” the Alpha snarls. “Your all just a bunch of conniving rich snakes who don’t care about anyone but themselves.”

I sit motionless in paralytic fear and despair as they grab my arms, and I flinch as frigid metal prisoning bracelets snap onto each wrist, nearly pinching my skin.

The clang of wriggly chains encourages me to finally look and see the cuffs that are fastened to my hands, which are then connected by shackles built into the wall my back is pressed against.

I pathetically don’t bother to even test their strength, knowing I’m too fragile to make any difference. They’re so heavy that they weigh down my arms, and even the cuffs have to be secured as tight as they can be, so they don’t slip off my dainty wrists. But I’ve accepted my fate, I’m stuck here now, with nothing and no one to protect me.

But I still want to defend Marco, and I always feel suspicious of the reason for this kidnapping. “Look, I promise you,” I lean towards the Alpha as he tests the sturdiness of my chains, not realizing I’d never be able to escape them. “My husband isn’t the type of person to just give out orders so heartlessly. He’d listen to opinions of others, he wouldn’t be so cruel,” the man doesn’t even spare me a glance.

measure or to see me react to the pain from yanking my sore joints. “Just be truthful about this princess, do yourself a favor. I’ll release

I

a river of tears to

cemented white wall. “Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop Lying!” I don’t need to look to know he’s dented the bricks, creating a fist-size crevice from his Alpha strength. The sound echoes harshly through my ear canals and makes my head start to throb, forcing me to wail out in a plea for him to

hear the hitch in his breath as his frustration scarily surges. Without warning, claws flash cross my field of view and before I can react, sharp nails press up and against my neck, encasing me still and preventing me from moving my head as his claws threaten to pierce my skin and carve

body and mind can’t cope, and the world starts

lose any form of

that the outer rim of my vision is blurry as I lay disoriented. But the center of my sight remains in focus, almost clearer by the bright lights of my prison room that shine white on

most prevalent to me, and probably to Caspian too, is the fury that cascades from Marco’s dominating aura

you dare

can’t understand how I’m more afraid than the addressed Alpha. Maybe because he has his claws round my neck. But being so close to see his cold unbothered stare, makes me shiver, he doesn’t even care

my neck tightens, and the claws prick at my flesh further. I wince in response, lifting my head and neck

in no position to be making demands. She doesn’t matter to me, I can end her life in this very moment. I’d choose my next actions

in masking his true thoughts, unless he chose to show or tell me how he felt, I could never

his inner world, only for a single second, his eyes highlighting his uncertainty and hesitation, for there is no way to get to me

upon hearing Marco’s

It’s like he’s almost teasing Marco, making him wait as he weighs up the offer as if it’s a difficult decision.

grabs one of the metal chairs, dragging it bitterly against the flooring so it screeches in protest. When it’s positioned in front of

behind the chair backrest so his hands can be chained in place. Throughout the whole process his

the confident male that I know him to be in his actions, but there’s a twang of pain I feel watching his surrender that’s evidently because