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.

notice the sun’s rays begin to trickle into the cold and dark library, reminding us of how little time with hands. The sun almost mocks our failure. That is until another male voice that separates from the men standing beside

out what type of dark

of us turn to face Mr. Barlow, who drifts out from the shadows of one of the book aisles, 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 really is and wonder what connection

doesn’t hesitate upon gaining this spark of hope. “You can?” Barlow nods. “Then please help us,

steps 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 need a glass of water where the concentration of

quickly, and he and Dylan rush up to retrieve the sample. I on the other hand grow worried, and frown as Mr. Barlow turns

pats my arm trying to comfort me. “Don’t worry dear, my immune system has anti-bodies different to a normal 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

to produce a perfume that may not work in the end. The pressure on me is overwhelming, and I internally pray to the Moon Goddess that I would be able

with a glass containing the poisoned 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 him

steady, you alright,” says

he can fall too weak to the

Third POV:

werewolves 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 tables

don’t have this.” She points to an ingredient listed as a ‘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

hair. “The capital is a long

shakes his head furiously. “No. Not on my watch. I can get it and get back here

to him, with intense worry in expression. “Marco, the journey will

get you what you need,” he gently brushes a hand across her cheek despite the

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