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.

forest clearings, setting up chairs, laying a carpet down for the aisle, and a*s*sembling with members a beautiful flower altar shaped in an

to hear that

had decided we’d simply walk down the aisle together, since my 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

step out the 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 sparkling the trees and flowers with

of the aisle. It is a small

us at 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

is for him after all, and if I could give him one last

begins the ceremony as normal, speaking as loud

We are gathered here today to join Marco and Tanya in the union of marriage. This contract is not to be entered into lightly, but thoughtfully and seriously, and with a deep

to us before continuing. “I have come to 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

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

of our lives. And then finally, Mr. Barlow says. “Tanya, do you take Marco to be your husband?

smile and

do you take Tanya to be your wife? Do you promise to love, honor, cherish, and protect

Marco doesn’t have to be

I don’t have time to process Marco’s vows or his tone of voice. Instead, I notice Mr. Barlow leaning over uncomfortably, his head sagging

“Someone get me water!”

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

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