Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 64

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 64 Barlow’s Help

Tanya’s POV:

I’m over the moon that we’ve found the notebook, but as I’m flicking through, my smile slowly starts to dwindle down into a straight line. Marco notices this.

“What’s wrong?”

Title of the document

I sigh. “Each perfume in here cures a different type of black magic.”

Caspian’s brows crease in confusion. “But isn’t that a good thing?”

My chest deflates. “We don’t know what black magic was used to contaminate the water. I don’t have time to make and try each perfume in here.”

The men around me mirror my unsettled expression. We have no way of knowing which perfume is the right one, and some of these perfumes take ages to curate, let alone try and perfect on the first try. None of us have much knowledge on black magic to begin with, and the task is now seeming to be impossible.

“I don’t understand. Who would want to poison my pack? We aren’t hostile to any witches, and we live such a simple life. We have no enemies,” says Caspian with tremendous uncertainty.

how little time with hands. The sun

out what

his gaze somber and firm with his belief. I can’t help but once again recall the incident between him and Raphael, and how Barlow’s hands were encased with a dark mist when threatened. I grow more skeptical about who he

hope. “You can?”

closer to me, staring deeply into my eyes with his elderly optics that appear sound and wise despite the wrinkles that encompass the surrounding skin. “Whoever did this is exceptionally strong, and an expert in the art of magic,” his gaze flickers back to the Alpha. “I’ll

other hand grow worried, and frown as Mr. Barlow turns back to me. He seems almost prepared to hear

werewolf. My body can combat the poison. It will take much longer for my body to succumb to the symptoms,” this of course doesn’t rea*s*sure me at all, still frowning as he continues. “But once you create the perfume with the antidote, I’ll be all

end. The pressure on me is overwhelming, and I internally pray to the Moon Goddess that I would be able to do it. For the sake of Mr. Barlow, the people of the Blue Moon pack, and most

water. Mr. Barlow drinks it as my uneasiness grows. And soon he begins to cough uncontrollably. He stumbles, and Marco has to catch him, holding

steady, you

nods his head with closed eyes, trying to focus despite his body succumbing to the infection. But before he can fall too weak to the poison he relays to me exactly the type of black magic used to

Third POV:

now know which strand of black magic has poisoned the pack’s water source, there is another problem. Tanya would flick furiously through the notebook, setting down the open page onto one of the

‘Ghost Orchid’. “This is such a rare flower, it’s only present in the capital, and is only available to the royal family that grows it in an

hair. “The capital is a long way from here, we will

Not on my watch. I can get

with intense worry in expression. “Marco, the journey will put incredible strain on

be alright. You just work on making that perfume, I’ll get you what you need,” he gently brushes a hand across her cheek despite the uncertainty in her face before moving away and heading out the library, calling his friend Oliver in the process

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