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.

Dylan! What are you waiting around

an incredible amount of f*orc*e, shredding the ties in

big misunderstanding you 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

giving up control, and I’m not going to just let them destroy our

holding me back, I rush to my feet and up

them after all.” I suddenly say, grabbing Caspian’s attention curiously. “I have a

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,

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. As I do this, I remember that Marco must

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 feel sick to my stomach from the nervousness while I wait to hear

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 nervous about

that’s because,” my cheeks flush red, not knowing how to say. Marco looks at me

help blurting out the truth which I intended to keep secret.

“Tanya, you sound like some major philanthropist.” He chuckles. “Do you even

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 state with clear hurt in my eyes. “It’s because I

my cheeks, and holding my

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