Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 65 Can You Be My Groom

Tanya’s POV:

I’m tremendously relieved to see Marco, although I’m ever aware of the sweat that douses his body, and the tired look in his eyes. But he remains strong, handing me the ingredient with confidence.

He has fulfilled his end of the task, now it is time for me to complete mine. I take another glance at the notebook situated on the table, ensuring I have followed every step, including dripping in my blood, before reaching the stage that describes how to use the ghost orchid. I cut off the leaves, petals and stem and grind the rest into a powdery substance, before sprinkling it into my solution. I watch in anticipation.

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At first the solution remains murky to my disappointment, swirling in a dark grey to purplish hue, leaving my heart to hammer against my chest in growing worried. But eventually, the solution swirls into a clear state, reflecting my eyes that sparkle with excitement as I release a breath of relief. We did it! My shaky hands carefully pour the mixture into a number of small little bottles, before Caspian and Dylan help the doctors and nurses distribute the perfume among the various patients.

However, Marco and I go over to Claire’s room, and the doctor goes ahead and sprays my creation onto my little girl.

Moments tick past and I feel Marco grip my shoulders to help calm me as we wait. Until finally, Claire’s bright blue eyes flicker open curiously, and I can’t help but laugh as she bares a knowing smile to the two of us as we stand together.

I rush over to her bedside in excitement, lifting her hand into mine and kissing the top of it in show of affection. Although still tired, she cracks me a genuine smile, although her eyes then trickle to her surroundings. “Why am I at the hospital mommy?” she asks curiously.

everything soon,” I say to rea*s*sure her, well aware of how weak she still is. At least she has awoken,

that she just needs to rest her body since she is still a little weak. I’m overjoyed by the news. My gaze flickers to Marco as

but the world doesn’t stop spinning. I feel hot and uncomfortable before my vision blurs out of focus. Soon darkness

where I am with the sound of hospital monitors beeping and communicating in their foreign language. I feel the softness of a bed

door as if guarding me beside. And I grow soft to witness this. “Hey…”

to look in surprise, before easing the tension in his body upon seeing I’m

me over once before speaking. “Your body gave out, which is understandable. You worked on that perfume two straight nights in a row. Plus, you lost a lot of

make sense. Even after the rest, I

smiles. “They’re okay, and Claire is

and she rushes over. Despite Marco’s grumpy protests worrying about my soreness, she clamors over my body and onto my bed with adorable

hospital, I remember each and every one of them, and I’m so glad to see that they’re all better. They come to express their grat*itude and how the

This is when I notice the slight slip in his expression as he

hasn’t improved, even with your

back the blanket and push his hand away as he tries to protest that I am still weak. “I need to see him,” I say firmly, getting up from my bed and hurrying to Mr. Barlow’s room, in the process I

Mr. Barlow’s uncomfortable coughs, and as I step into the room, he tries to give me a weak

his

I don’t listen,

not going to work,” as I draw closer to his bed, the elderly man grabs my wrist firmly, and twists the bottle out of