Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 38

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 38 I Won!

Tanya’s POV:

I watch the clock on the wall with ma*s*sive strain on my heart, the seconds ticking down at a pace that can’t be considered slow or fast. Only agonizing, like it’s mocking my slow inch towards demise. When it lands on one, dread succumbs to my system and I face up to the fact that it’s the end of my time in the compet*ition.

But before I’m left to accept failure, Marco bursts through the door with cosmic conviction. His perfectly placed golden blonde locks swaying with the movement of his body as he jogs over to my station.

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The moment equates to a scene in a book. Marco as a knight in shining armor, returns from his quest with the only ancient artifact that could save his kingdom. I stare wordlessly into his eyes as I take hold of the utensil that he hands me. Completely in awe of his desire to see me achieve this dream of mine.

Hopefully my expression of pure admiration is enough, as I don’t have time to thank him. I must focus now on making my perfume and saving the Blue Moon Tree. The bell rings to signal the start of the final round, and we begin making our individual perfumes according to our specialized designs.

I may have been weak in every other aspect of my wolfish existence. But perfumery is the one certainty that I never doubted myself on. I know what I’m capable of. That, and I also am in love with and immensely passionate about the craft.

of essence oils from pipettes, swirl liquids, distil and funnel certain mixtures. It’s almost like a waltz, only the music is in my head, and I am

then I notice Lily’s movements at the corner of my eye. For she is still just as talented, and I recognize the precision and fluidity

and calculations one final time to ensure I haven’t missed anything. Confident, I’m ready to add the last ingredient. Using a sharp needle, I prick the end of my finger, placing it over my concoction and allowing a few drops of blood to plunge into the solution. I give the flask one final swirl before carefully transferring it to a perfume bottle just as the bell signals the end of the final

in my chest as the judges come to critique my perfume first. My perfume is encased in a delicate clear glass bottle. The liquid shines through as a shade of sapphire blue,

off an iridescent type of shimmer. And the Blue Moon

its appearance, the

that depict the essence of first love. Such as soft floral notes

you with a jolt of passion to chase it blindly. There are also a few aquatic notes combined to match the blueish hue of the Blue Moon Flower, that can be interpreted as the

woody spices that creates a tiny splash of bitterness that comes through at the end. Representing the understandable worries and insecurities that come

they silently judge, before one of them speaks. “This perfume is a meld of different elements, but they all make perfect sense and create

I added a drop of my blood, I was thinking about the romantic memories I had with Marco under the Blue Moon Tree. I can imagine those memories create a special function through my blood, creating an

to show you,” I say, before turning to one of the staff members. “Please turn off the

ahead and spray it into the

or weak in its brightness. But just like the stars,

on to Lily’s perfume. They repeat

watch as Lily’s face pales as the judge continues. “It lacks a lot of true emotion that we saw in Tanya’s perfume,” he says shaking his head in disappointment. “Your

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