Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 58 Mind Link

Tanya’s POV:

It’s a known verified fact, that a mama bear will do anything for her cubs. And in that very moment, I’d never felt so much emotion in my life. Every instinctual motherly fiber within me is scorching with fierce intensity. My heart hammers against my chest as my weak senses heighten to their extremity and adrenalin kicks in.

“Claire! Claire!” I scream, darting from one side of the pathway to the other, the crowd parting for me as I desperately look for my child.

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No one would ever understand how much my daughter meant to me. After I chose to leave Marco, I was nothing. Caspian found me washed up by lake on the brink of death, and even after he saved me, I was a hopeless empty shell of my former self.

The loss of my love was so destructive to my brain and heart, every day after that felt like a chore. The weeks blurred as I aimlessly slept my worries away. And the only thing that kept me from ending it was knowing I had a responsibility to my child. (21

She kept me eating, I would only nourish my body with food and water because I knew she needed it. Eventually I grew back the strength I lost when the due date grew closer. My mood shifted to one of high spirits as I started setting up the nursery and buying the baby clothes. And when she finally arrived…

Claire gave me a new lease on life. A new purpose. I felt truly alive again. She was my precious ball of joy. One that I couldn’t dare to lose.

And so now I frantically scream her name in dear longing to find my child. I’m so tunnel visioned by my efforts that I startle quickly when Marco grabs my arm. He tugs me close, baring down his gaze into mine. “Where would she go?”

“Marco- we need… we need to find her!”

“Tanya!” he snaps me out of my panicked protest. “Where would Claire go?” Marco doesn’t waste his time with comfort or sympathy, which I for once appreciate. He becomes the leader I know he’s capable of being, focused on the important task at hand.

stammer at first, before finally being able to form a coherent sentence. “Her favorite candy store, the park, or the school.

looking for Claire. She’s five. Wavy black hair, and blue eyes. Spread out,” people nod their heads, all seeming willing to help in the search, and they head off in different directions. “Right, we will go check those places you’ve mentioned,” he says to me, still holding my hand to keep me steady whilst

get there, I question the shop owner, who of course recognizes me, knowing my daughter loves his

we walk up and down the vast expanse of gra*s*s.

find myself at my breaking point. I crumble down to the

“We will find her Tanya. I promise, we won’t stop till we find her. She can’t have gone

else can be said, within his embrace I suddenly feel Marco’s body uncomfortably stiffen. I look up, and his expression is glazed over in some

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s Claire.”

“What? Where!”

I don’t see her anywhere, I look back to Marco as

know where she

hand, and we rush off quickly. We run for a couple of minutes before we come to the edge of town. I see her long black waves flowing in the wind

and I squeeze her tightly in my embrace. “Where did you go? I was

whispering in shame. “I didn’t mean to worry you. The balloon Marco won for me slipped out of my hand. I had to chase it, but it was too fast. When I stopped running, I was lost.

back home, Claire’s fingers tightly laced in mine. We’re silent for a little while, which lets my thoughts drift to today’s events. I can’t

familiar, and I think about how it is very similar to the smoke coming from Dorian’s fingertips the

them are

however as Marco speaks to my daughter. “Claire, how were you able to speak

and mommy and kept calling out for you. I dunno… it

particularly confused and says to me. “Only members of the same pack should be able to hear each other through the mind link. Is there any chance that Claire is part of the Ironclaw

him, only to be interrupted as Caspian suddenly arrives. “Hey,” he greets Claire and me. “So sorry I couldn’t make it to

he here?” And as he notices the open door of Marco’s house, he realizes.