Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 67

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 67 Wedding Ceremony

Tanya’s POV:

My skin can’t help but tingle to Marco’s touch, and I wonder why Marco chooses to brush my hair away from my neck. Was there something wrong with it?

“Were you able to get it?” I ask.

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“Yeah, it’s zipped up,” he replies, and upon feeling the dress is now secured, I turn round to face him. It feels strange to be in the wedding gown, and I try to hide the insecurity from the dress that shows off my small curves and cups my b*reas*ts nicely.

“Do I- do I look okay?” I can’t help but ask. Marco physically takes a step back, taking in all the fine details of my gown, before returning to gaze into my eyes.

“I think you look beautiful,” I can’t help the light flush that I feel rise upon my cheeks in reaction to his words. However, I still wonder if something is on his mind, and Marco seems somewhat preoccupied with his thoughts.

Despite my a*s*sumption, a second later whatever I thought I saw in his expression disappears entirely, and Marco returns to look at me with a neutral disposition. Maybe it was just my imagination, and the growing nervousness in my stomach for what we were about to do.

clearings, setting up

And I wasn’t surprised to hear

father wasn’t around. And in all honesty, even if this was real, I still didn’t think I would want my family here. With all these thoughts swaying around my mind, I finally hear the music begin. Marco comes to stand beside me, lifting his arm to me. “Shall

changing room I have been in and make our way through the forest. The sun sits high in the sky today, its rays glittering down and

slowly step towards the start of the aisle.

the end is Mr. Barlow. He’s in a wheelchair, and I can’t help but notice the paleness of his skin as he grows weaker. But what draws me away from all the real issues is the smile that’s on his lips, so broad and so proud, my eyes

I could give him one last happy memory. Then that’s what

the ceremony as

of marriage. This

witness, that these two individuals, are destined to be one. They complement each other in various ways that emanates flow, beauty and grace. They lean on each other in difficult times, strengthen one another when they must fight, and uplift each other in moments of joy. Their souls dance to the beat of their own drum, as both are loyal and compassionate beings that I’ve grown to love. They both somehow

I’ve gotten the chance to witness this union and see it through as I soon enter into the afterlife … now enough about me, the

of each other for the rest of our lives. And then finally, Mr. Barlow says. “Tanya, do you take

smile and say.

love,

puzzling, since Marco doesn’t have to be sincere about any of this. And yet he is. He looks deep

Instead, I notice Mr. Barlow leaning over uncomfortably, his head

“Someone get me water!”

man. He gulps down the liquid, before chuckling whilst continuing to cough. How he remains so light-hearted in such

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