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:

as images flash through my mind in a haze. But the dreams don’t feel like dreams. They are so vivid and so clear

grilled cheese and tomato soup, as I find myself stirring the pot of soup for my wife. My dreams then cut to another scene as we celebrate my birthday, I slide my

we are standing together underneath the Blue Moon Tree, saying a prayer for our child that my wife is

them as some form of distant memories, I can never see my wife’s face. She’s turned away from

jolt upright in a sweat. It’s not that the dreams are bad, it’s the familiar feeling concerning them that have me so unnerved. Dreams aren’t this 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

neither of us 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

isn’t an actual ‘wedding’, so I don’t understand why I’m feeling so nervous. But something

me Marco. Mind meeting me for a

can sense he’s slightly surprised I call him, as I hear him pause over the phone. But eventually he responds. “Yeah, sure man, I’ve got a meeting that finishes in two hours, if you meet me at the pack

ending the call. I finish with getting ready and try to pass the time

of the main offices of the Blue Moon Pack. Caspian finally joins me, walking down

what I was going to say and going to do. There is a reason why I want to talk to Caspian, I need to confirm a suspicion. But I must do so tactfully, and

want to get a better understanding of Tanya’s background.

by my questions, and 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 of who Tanya really was to

time here in the Blue Moon Pack. I knew he had a considerable liking towards Tanya, and something told me I threatened the balance

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