Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 59

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 59 Sleep Walking

Tanya’s POV:

Caspian is quick in his greetings to Marco, with something clearly on his mind that he’s eager to spill. “So, Tanya, have you ever been to a banquet?” he probes with a toothy smile.

“Um,” I have to stop myself from glancing in Marco’s direction upon recalling our night at the auction. With Marco’s memory loss, did the Autumn Equinox even count?

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“No,” my tone does not meet the energy of his anticipation, but Caspian doesn’t seem to notice it.

“Well, my dear, you’re invited to the banquet at the Blue Moon Pack!” I feel bad for not appearing more excited, I do try to usher on a pleased smile, but today’s events have really worn me out.

“The theme will be masquerade, and it will be taking place later this week! Almost everyone from the pack will be there,” he adds.

for me, I’m not much of a dancer, and I’m always too shy to strike up conversations with other people. Even in the Blue Moon Pack where I feel

neck as I try to turn him down. “Um, I don’t know… it’s really not my scene,” and I look at him with an apologetic smile. “I do really appreciate

the Alpha is undeterred. “No way,” says Caspian with an eccentric flare to his tone. “You’ll love it! I know you’ll love

again tonight. “Alright, will come,” Caspian almost adopts my daughter’s childish mannerisms as they both cheer in utter excitement. I don’t understand why he’s so persistent in me coming. Caspian knew I got along with the rest of the pack; it has already been five years. It’s not like I

my discomfort and slight confusion, I turn to Marco, realizing that for once he is hiding none of his feelings towards the situation. As a heavy frown takes a deep seat upon his lips whilst watching Caspian

mere objects through the darkness. It is the cold that has stirred my senses slightly, making my body shiver at its mercy. But when I reach out to pull the covers over myself,

Crash.

wind brushing fiercely against my exposed skin that is left bare by my short nightgown. My breath hitches in uncertainty and confusion till I glance down to see one of my potted plants knocked over. The ceramic is cracked, and lays dismantled on the ground, while the soil muddily litters

necklace damaged during the fall. The ruby pendant had a crack,

after I had Claire. So it is incredibly strange to me that I am sleep

Speaking of Marco…

door to his house opens and shuts, and I hear the man walk across the small patch of gra*s*s that separated our buildings. “Everything alright?”

I was just coming out for some fresh air,

choose to withhold the truth of the matter, not telling Marco about my sleep walking, and I of course can’t tell if Marco truly believes me or not. He simply nods silently before bending down beside me to help pick up the broken pieces. We do so

my permission, as well as the fact I know he isn’t the greatest fan of banquets in general. But something about the look

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