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.”

in the perfume that Marco uses to sleep must’ve been increasing the fatality of his curse. Me. I was the one who brought this upon him. If it wasn’t for me, Marco would’ve been okay. Instead, he is now fighting for

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

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

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 to the burning sensation I

my knees instantly, hissing in pain as in my 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 seem wide and

bother at all. I’ll clean it. Please, go tend to your 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 find myself at Marco’s

carefully withdraw all my emotions that might allude to my true feelings, meticulously putting away my fears and devastation

see that he’s wide awake. His tired smile is only a small kindling 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

talk for hours. Like old friends catching up, speaking over trivial things, like if it would be nice to refurbish the house, what Marco would like me to cook him for dinner, whether I look

the true depth of our problems. And despite the pain in my heart, I’m able to smile and laugh throughout our

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

mind, like a terrible monster ready to feast on my insides if I so much let a single word of the truth. So, I only grasp onto him tighter, as if my locked embrace would stop me

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

that moment, my shyness and typical sense of nervousness are pushed aside for my desire to have him. With my head previously pressed into his chest, I pull back, lifting my head to his. I

fueled by hunger, but gentle in motion. I often forget to take a minute to breathe, desperate to have his lips on mine for as long as possible.