Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 66

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 66 Mark On Tanya’s Neck

Tanya’s POV:

I can tell Marco’s incredibly confused, and I don’t blame him for being so. From his point of view, we are just good friends, it is highly strange that I’d suddenly be asking him to marry me, for just a day in fact.

“Mr. Barlow’s dying wish is for me to get married,” I say solemnly, watching the gears in Marco’s head turn in slow understanding. “So even if it’s fake, at least I can fulfill his wish, you know.”

Title of the document

“Oh,” says Marco quietly. “I understand now. You want me to pretend to be the groom?”

Pretend sounds so wrong in my mind, but of course I can’t say otherwise. It is the reality after all.

“Yes, just for the day. We complete the ceremony so Mr. Barlow can die in peace. Would you be okay with that? I understand if it would make you feel uncomfortable.”

Marco nods his head slowly. “No, of course I’d be okay with that. Mr. Barlow deserves to have his final wish fulfilled. Let’s do it,” he smiles, unknowing of the true irony of the situation. Funnily enough, Marco and I never did have a wedding ceremony, it was only ever a legal contract written on paper. I wonder if the universe is trying to fix that small hiccup in the strangest of ways.

Marco’s POV:

turning as images flash through my mind in a haze. But the dreams don’t feel like dreams. They

soup, as I find myself stirring the pot of soup for my wife. My dreams then

changes, and we are standing together underneath the Blue Moon Tree, saying a prayer for our child that my wife is pregnant with. And finally, I’m making love to my wife, and I draw blood from her as I

form of distant memories, I can never see my wife’s face. She’s turned away from me, so I don’t get a clear view. Or if I do, her face is

vivid. And it feels like I know this woman, that she is truly my wife. Yet why don’t I know her name, or her face? Why aren’t those images in my memory, when I feel

can pinpoint what it is. And before we can come to a conclusion, I see the rays of light begin to filter in underneath my curtains and I realize it’s now the day of the wedding. Unable to rest my eyes any longer I decide

actual ‘wedding’, so I don’t understand why I’m feeling so nervous. But something within me is immensely restless, and I feel at a complete loss. I grab my phone and call someone

it’s me Marco. Mind

he responds. “Yeah, sure man, I’ve got a meeting that finishes in two hours, if you meet me at the

ready and try to pass the time in the best way I can despite how on edge

the main offices of the Blue Moon Pack. Caspian finally joins me, walking down the steps to greet me before

reason why I want to talk to Caspian, I need to confirm a suspicion. But I

in understanding. “Sure, go ahead.” “I just want to get a better understanding of Tanya’s background. Like, has Tanya grown up

it takes him some time to come up with a response. It makes me wonder what he’s thinking and makes me all the more suspicious

Blue Moon Pack. I knew he had a considerable liking towards Tanya, and something told me I threatened the balance of his relationship with her. But I didn’t know why. And I now more than ever I needed to figure

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