Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 46 I Want Marco Alive

Tanya’s POV:

I sit in one of the rooms, as I bury my head in my hands, my mind is filled with turmoil. How could this be? Why did things have to be so good, before being snatched away from me?

Before I can sink further into a hole of my own misery, I hear the click clack of heels as someone walks into the room. Instantly I realize it’s the last person I am interested in seeing. My eyes slowly lift up to cast upon Lily.

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There’s no longer a requirement for formalities between the two of us. We know where we both stand. And most important of all, she’s won. Lily’s won.

Hence, I’m not surprised as she gets straight to the point of the matter. “I’ve checked the ancient books. And I now know of a way to cure Marco of his curse and save his life,” part of me is relieved that Marco can be saved, but knowing what it’s going to cost me is detrimental to my sanity.

Lily continues to talk. “The most important ingredient to the potion is the blood of Marco’s fated mate. In fact, if he’s exposed to any blood that isn’t of his mate on a regular basis, it will only aggravate his curse.”

blood in the perfume that Marco uses to sleep must’ve been increasing the fatality of his curse. Me. I was the one

the true fated mate of Marco. I can’t look away as she nails the final nail into the coffin of my and Marco’s love. “I will save Marco. My only condition is that you leave Marco and the capital forever… You are not to tell him the real reason why you’re leaving. And

I have come to realize that I am nothing but a side character in Marco’s world. And that’s the way it will be. “You’ll be saving Marco’s life this way. It’s for the best Tanya,” I’m barely able to take in the rest of her words, stuck in

some water, take some time to calm down and think about my proposal,” in a robotic motion I take the glass in my hands, but only after a second my hands register the scorching hot temperature of the cup. And in reaction

hurry to collect the glass I cut my fingers on one of the pieces, staining it with my blood. Lily doesn’t seem bothered however, instead her eyes

wound.” She ushers me off almost in a hurry. I leave Lily. My legs just know where to go, easily maneuvering through the maze of the palace I

I’m informed it’s safe for me to see him, I carefully withdraw all my emotions that might allude to my true feelings, meticulously putting away my fears and devastation within my mind. I need to save his

flame that’s overshadowed by my anguish. But I maintain strength, making my way towards him, and sitting myself on the edge of his bed, just happy to finally

trivial things, like if it would be nice to refurbish the house, what Marco would like

to bring a jovial air to the depressing situation we are in. With an unspoken rule to not speak about the true depth of our problems. And despite the pain in

thigh, and it invites me to pull myself closer. He offers the blanket and I choose to join him, cuddling beneath the fabric. In all honesty, I am desperate to let loose the bucketload of tears that put pressure upon my eyes. If only I can unleash everything, I harbor in my heart to him, knowing that

terrible monster ready to feast on my insides if I so much let a single word of the truth. So, I

memory. I want it protected, so it has a place in my heart that can never be washed away by time or age. No matter what

sense of nervousness are pushed aside for my desire to have him. With my head previously pressed into his chest, I

I can sense his slight surprise, but he doesn’t stop me, kissing me back with similar eagerness. Our kisses are slow and deliberate, fueled by hunger, but gentle in motion. I often forget to take a minute to breathe, desperate to have his lips on mine