Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 69 Another Marriage Contract

Third POV:

The sound of the ring catches the attention of both Marco and Tanya, and their heads snap down to look at it. It sits eerily amongst the gra*s*s, the glint of its silver plating calling for attention. Tanya goes to pick it up hurriedly, but Marco is quicker, snatching it up in his grasp. There’s a discernable frown on his lips as he stares at it with intensity, and hidden disbelief.

The cobalt daggers that are his eyes, flit back and forth between Tanya and the piece of jewelry in his hand. This is far from what Marco expected, unable to understand why she would keep the ring with her for all these years. Couple of seconds pass by and Marco’s expression still doesn’t ease up. Finally, without another word, Marco takes both her ring, and her ruby necklace and storms off, leaving Tanya in the rain to drown in her own thoughts.

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Marco returns home, and throughout his entire nighttime routine, he is consistently thinking about Tanya and her wedding ring. As he’s taking a shower, when having dinner, whilst making a cup of tea. And now, as he sits by his window, looking out into the night sky whilst it drowns the world in its tears. Marco wonders why she has kept the ring all this time.

The way she behaved the day she left him, the heartlessness and brutality of her mannerisms that made him believe she no longer loved him, contradict with keeping this ring. He rolls the piece of jewelry between his fingers, glaring fiercely at the silver ring as if it could easily answer his questions for him.

‘She did say she would abort the baby. But she didn’t.’

Amid Marco’s confusion, his wolf Manuel decides to speak up. And for some reason or another, pertains a soft spot for Tanya. ‘She gave birth to Claire and then worked very hard these past five years to look after her and make a decent living in the Blue Moon pack. That’s gotta mean something… right?’

Marco only lets out a gruff huff in response, Manuel just a*s*sumes he’s free to continue with his chatter. ‘I don’t know, I just feel even closer and more drawn to Tanya than I did five years ago. What if there’s a valid reason for leaving us then? Marco… just give her a chance. Please.”

remains staring out of the window as if he is struggling fiercely inside. But finally, it’s clear he’s made up his mind on

“Hey Marco, what’s up?”

you tell me

over the phone before Oliver stutters to answer the

about Tanya?” the brashness of Marco’s tone leaves Oliver stunned and ultimately

effect of curing your curse. And since Tanya abandoned you, we thought it would be better that you didn’t remember her at all. So, we agreed to

before stating. “Well, nevermind that now, I’m coming back to capital, and I need you

Tanya’s POV:

through my ears. I can’t see it; all I hear is the wolfs long and drawn-out wolfish cry that sounds like a

that it’s not there, my neck and collar bone lay bare of its existence, and that’s when I remember who has taken it. The rest of the morning I get ready silently, my mind trying to piece together my dream over and over again. But none of

door, and Claire’s eating her breakfast in the kitchen when I go to open it. In an instant, fear erupts within me as Marco stands out -front, his cold and calculating expression knotting

but as she attempts to say hello to Marco, I push her back,

take her. You just

he doesn’t even bother to explain himself, he steps through the doorway, eyes flickering methodically between

you hate me, that’s fine. But please don’t take her away

the way with his sheer size and bodily strength. Normally, he would have, but something burns inside me today. Someone that would do anything to protect

one swift movement I step back and block his path again. And when he tries to shove past me again, my hand press against his chest and roughly shoves him backwards with much more f*orc*e than what I’m normally capable of. Not enough to topple him, but definitely enough to make him stumble back

drops to the palm of my hands, twisting them to see if anything’s changed. And in the midst of my puzzlement, Marco crouches

“Come here darling.”

she’s unaware that he is taking her away for good. She just a*s*sumes I’m stopping her from going off to do something exciting. In rebellion towards my authority she runs into Marco’s arms, and he