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.

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haphazardly, only for my husband to tug his wrist apart with an incredible amount of f*orc*e, shredding the ties in a clear show that he has only sat there and taken the beating because he wanted to protect me and the baby,

see?” says the Alpha with a playful smile. “I’m sorry for the 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 of apology,

and I’m not going to just let them destroy our territory for their own gain! Especially when the Blue Moon Tree is so important

through my mind, now without chains holding

them after all.” I suddenly say, grabbing

evening Marco and I return home together. We are sitting quietly 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

Marco’s eyes on me, watching me quietly as I dab away any blood. I then take out a bottle of ointment, dipping my clean fingers in it before pressing a generous amount on his wounds.

whisper. I stammer a little to get my next words out, highly hesitant with the thoughts that

who really wanted me to go?” An upward arc on his lips slightly formulates on his

cheeks flush red, not knowing how to say. Marco looks at me stammering anxiously, the smile in his eyes

truth which I intended to keep secret. “I asked you to meet with

major philanthropist.” He chuckles. “Do you even hear yourself?

if I can taste the bitterness on my

hands are pressing against my cheeks, and holding my face so that I have to look at him as he speaks.

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