Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 70 Save The Blue Moon Tree

Tanya’s POV:

Surprise and astonishment cross my face as I stare down at the document in utter confusion. Why would he want to marry me again if he was so upset with me? I look at him curiously. “But why?”

I watch the prince cough, somewhat trying to per long the answer to my expression, as he wipes his face clean of all emotional response. A cold, blunt tone implies he does not feel anything towards me. “Don’t think much of it,” he says. “I don’t love you. Love doesn’t coexist between us from now on since I cannot forgive you.”

Title of the document

Marco talks about love like it’s a logical expression, a switch that can be turned off and on with a quick flick of the wrist. He then explains. “If I don’t act quickly, the Blue Moon Tree is facing possible destruction but putting a dam in its place due to the Blue Moon Pack’s poor economy. Yes, Eric has made the proposal again, and there’s only half a month left before the deadline. So, I’ve come up with a solution. Princess Isabella of the neighboring kingdom, known as the Fauna Kingdom, has a younger sister, Princess Peyton, whose been very sick for a long time.”

I remain silent as he continues to explain. “Isabella has been seeking doctors from far and wide, but Peyton still has yet to be cured from her illness. So, Princess Isabella has issued a royal decree. Anyone who is able to cure her sister will be granted a reward of their choice.

Whatever they desire…. The Blue Moon Pack has an abundance of good natural raw materials, they just lack the communication channels and stable buyers from beyond the pack in order to generate profit. And so, this is where you come in.”

Marco appears methodical in his thought process, like he’s really planned this out well, down to the details. He goes on to say. “If you can cure princess Peyton’s disease, then Isabella will be willing to connect the Blue Moon Pack to good buyers and may even provide the initial funding, giving the pack a long-term source of economic growth, solving the problem and in turn protecting the Blue Moon Tree.”

Now this all seems to make sense, except the part of which he wants me to be his wife, to which I ask. “But what does us being married have to do with this?” he raises a hand, signaling me to stop, as if saying he is about to get to that point.

allows you anywhere near her sister. Isabella is a woman whose highly devoted to her family, and particularly allured by love and loyalty.

care about the Blue Moon Tree Tanya, and so do I. We have the same goal, and this contract is simply a method towards achieving it. It’s as simple as

say in

relevant procedures so she can be recognized as my daughter. But for the

to Claire before we head off early the

as grand as the capital palace, but still large and spacious. Its thematic colors are of a sage green and a mauve pink as the flag waves at us

coming, and she eagerly meets us at the entrance, before ushering us inside to join her for dinner. The dining room takes on a rustic appearance, with a wooden table and wooden chairs that have patterns carved into their wood pieces. A green silk cloth rest

how each of their families are doing as well as the economy of the differing kingdoms. But I watch that throughout this conversation Isabella’s eyes consistently drift

addresses Caspian directly. With

“Yes, I’m Caspian.”

playfully. “I already know your name silly?” her giggling continues, and I watch as Caspian remains stiff in his posture, which is very uncharacteristic of his more relaxed and animated

Tree. Do you have to tend to it often to keep

excitement, not many people outside of the Mador Kingdom show interest in the Blue Moon Tree. His chest puffs out slightly in growing pride. “Actually, the tree barely needs any maintenance, the forest of our pack flourish so

so well versed with the necessities of nature. Usually, others

second as she continues. “Have you seen my garden? I love tending

that the cordial conversation between him and Isabella has made him forget his initial

“Please, call me Isabella.”

in the first place. I need to show her that I am truly in love with Marco and

this day, I realize I have gone overboard with my acting

him as I flutter my eyelids obnoxiously in his direction. My arms go to link itself round his, tugging him closer. “You’re not looking at those other girls,