Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 54 Why Don’t You Wear Your Wedding

Marco’s POV:

It warms my heart to see the relief in Claire’s eyes as she realizes it is me. She eagerly takes my hand as I take her away from her bullies and safeguard her from them. However, I can’t help but stiffen as the child for the third time this week encompasses me in a hug. Her dainty arms doing their best to wrap around my understandably larger body.

I always have a particular softness towards children. To adults, I have no desire to showcase any form of remorse or whittle down my brashness. But with children… there is something about their innocence that captures my attention.

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My negative outlook on people’s intentions never befalls on children. Even with their temper tantrums, they have a level of purity with regards to the world around them. You could never blame them simply because they don’t understand enough about life. They are always good intentioned, or at least oblivious to the consequences of their actions. How could you be mad or mean to something so fragile?

Hence, despite my lack of capability to maybe communicate on their level, I have a desire to protect them full heartedly. Even now, as Claire wraps her arms around me, I only gently rub her back to comfort her. And it soothes me to think she knows that she can count on me.

Reaffirming that I’ve made the right decision to come today…

Once I’m a*s*sured Claire will be okay, I let her join the other kids all seated in their cla*s*s groups on a mat in front of the stage. I then turn and walk over to Tanya, who’s clearly surprised to see me. But we don’t have much time to talk as the host who must’ve been the school principal speaks into the microphone.

the crowd cheers excitedly. A burgundy silk curtain suddenly drops down behind the host as she explains. “We are going to test how well the mums and

take turns trying to guess which hand is their wife’s hand,” upon saying this, a loud ‘oooo’ of anticipation

take turns playing the game. It’s admittedly a comical

One of the wives comes out to whack her husband at the back of head, which both

throughout. The audience of teachers, parents and children

me as I make my way up the stage steps, but the attention barely bothers me, as I focus on the line up of hands in front of me. I have initially been worried when the host first announced this activity. I don’t want to embarra*s*s Tanya or Claire since I haven’t known either of them

to take one glance at the lineup of feminine limbs, before my gaze lands on one with utmost confidence. To my surprise, there is no hesitation, and my feet move without me asking them to. I’m silent in my brigade across the stage, the crowd hush as

neither am I seconding guessing myself. But almost in bewilderment to how sure I am. As the wind whistles by with the fresh autumn breeze, I find myself staring down at the female fingers that look so

of Tanya’s features. Sure, she is in fact very pretty. But due to Lily’s established conviction that she is evil and downright

the person behind it is also astonished with my findings. Eventually I grasp her fingers firmly, and gently pull her through the burgundy curtains that slowly brush past her elegant figure. Tanya emerges from the silk curtains slowly, her glistening emeralds hues widening as they see me. She comes to stand beside me, as the audience

about having her hand in

has been holding on to. It could’ve been

the crowd cheers and applauds my decision. The host comes over to congratulate the both of us. I turn to look

down at Tanya’s hand as it still rests in mine. And I sense that something

hits me! A ring. Since the day we met, I’ve never seen Tanya wear a wedding

Tanya’s POV: