Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 44 Leave My Son

Tanya’s POV:

Later that day, I get a call from the palace. One of the messengers says the King would like to meet with me. Although I’m a little unnerved by the proposal, I still say I’ll be there soon, and hang up and get dressed.

Marco drops me off, and I walk nervously into the palace, and into one of the rooms where the King is waiting for me. “Your highness,” I curtsey before the King. He sits comfortably in one of the chairs, a glass of whiskey in hand.

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“Welcome Tanya, please have a seat.”

I sit down on the chair opposite him, placing my hands on my laps to stop their nervous twitching whilst under the placid gaze of the King. “The reason I’ve asked you to come, is because I have an offer that I’d like you to consider.”

I can’t get a read on his expression, nor think of anything that would warrant the King to be upset with me. “An offer Sir?”

He nods. “Yes, as you’ve witnessed, Marco’s curse appears to have been lifted, or at least been subdued. With this being the case, I would like to pass on the throne to him due to his superior power.”

I nod my head in understanding, although I wonder what this happens to do with me. Till I realize, if Marco becomes King, I’ll be Queen…

money, more than you or the little pack you come from could ever imagine. You could do whatever you like with it. Build your own perfume store for

am I the daughter of a surrogate, but I am a lowly omega, disowned by my Alpha father, and no wolf form or wolfish powers. I am a snowy white lamb, that stick out like a sore thumb, trying to fit in with predatory carnivores. I have no place among them, and

of my life. Losing him would shatter my world and my heart. And now that I know the way he feels for me,

but I notice the flicker of irritation in his eyes as I continue. “You could offer me all the money in the world, and yet I’d still refuse. I love Marco.

glory just this morning, I can’t help but sweep my gaze down his muscular form, undressing him with my eyes in deep desire. I

a generous smile, as if he has heard my previous words, before swiveling his back to me to face

isn’t a

involves me,” Marco doesn’t miss a beat as he retorts to his father’s blatant disregard. “Tanya we’re leaving,” I slowly rise from my

tone betrays no hint of warmth, it’s bitter, and laced with poisonous zeal. He doesn’t even need to raise his voice to get his point across. But

I quietly follow behind Marco, with my own pride towards the strength of

Lily’s POV:

perfume making abilities so no one would suspect my foul play. I’d be excruciatingly precise and careful with every action I made since I realized Tanya and

innocence and naivety. I am intelligent, follow my noble obligations,

length of my lavish room in an utter rage, trying to rack my brain for a way to earn back my reputation. More importantly, earn back my rightful place beside Marco. He didn’t know

He needed me…

I thought little of at the time. During the compet*ition, Tanya swirled droplets of her blood into her perfume, it must’ve been how she was able to create perfumes with a special function. Moreover, it must’ve been why Marco’s

in my head begin to turn. Long ago, I actually found information relating to Marco’s curse. I knew that the key to curing the Lycan curse lay in his fated mate’s blood. On the contrary, blood that wasn’t from his fated mate

that I haven’t thought about before. And my new plan sets in motion as I rush

him, I hastily grab a glass of water, before rushing off. He stands quietly in one of the rooms,