Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 36

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 36 I Can Save The Blue Moon Tree

Tanya’s POV:

“No, he’s prince Marco, Eric’s brother,” I say immediately, looking almost as confused as the Alpha.

Marco coughs out some of the blood in his throat before adding. “I never drafted a proposal to construct a dam in the Blue Moon Pack territory. I probably wasn’t told about it because the royals knew I’d completely forbid the destruction of the Blue Moon Tree.”

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Restless minutes pass, slowly revealing a very different persona from the fierceness Caspian portrayed earlier. The pressure on his brow bone relaxes first, before raising high to his hairline in sincere surprise. His mouth gapes open, and if I’m not so terrified for me and Marco’s life. I would have laughed at Caspian’s expression.

He awkwardly presses his hand against the nape of his neck where I can see sweat beginning to dampen the collar of his shirt. He looks immeasurably uncomfortable with the situation. “Oh well this is embarra*s*sing.” He laughs nervously, pacing the room as he taps his chin, swiveling on the ball of his shoe with each turn.

“Mind undoing our restraints.” Marco sounds so blase about it that it takes me a minute to register the fact that we are still in cuffs, his tone also takes Caspian a moment before he processes the request, and his body jolts in startling realization.

goodness! Yes of course! Dylan! What are you waiting

my husband to tug his wrist apart with an incredible amount of f*orc*e, shredding the ties in a

t*ortur*e tactics, but you’re a Lycan, which thank god for that. Cause that will heal up in no time!” He strokes Marco’s shoulder in some form

going to just let them destroy our territory for their own

then, an idea flashes through my mind, now without chains holding me back, I

don’t have to fight them after all.” I suddenly say, grabbing Caspian’s attention curiously. “I have a

in the living room as I work on his wounds. With a warm damp sponge to wipe away the blood coming from the cuts on his face in a gentle motion, trying hard not to hurt him, studying his wounds, noticing the bruising, and

I then take out a bottle of ointment, dipping my clean fingers in it before pressing a generous amount on his wounds. As I

come and save me,” I whisper. I stammer a little to get my next words out, highly hesitant with the thoughts that cross my mind, but finally can’t resist asking. “How- how did the meeting go?” I

the one who really wanted me to go?” An upward arc on his lips slightly formulates on his beaten -up face. “How come you’re so

knowing how to say. Marco looks at me stammering anxiously, the smile in his eyes becoming

teasing me again! This makes me hot-headed for a second and I can’t help blurting out the truth which I intended to

like some major philanthropist.” He chuckles. “Do you even hear yourself? My ex-girlfriend asks you to help her get on speaking

nothing has happened, instead it’s me who keeps tangling, and a surge of grief springs up in my heart. Once I recall what I’ve seen outside Lily’s office, it’s as if I can taste the bitterness on my tongue again. I

and without warning, his warm hands are pressing against my cheeks, and holding my face so that I have to look at him as he speaks. “But

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