Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 73 He Marries Me Because He Wants to

Tanya’s POV:

I show Marco the page in the notebook where I have seen the pattern of the flower that appeared on the back of the princess’s neck. Our eyes both scan the page to read that the poison that the perfume cures is colorless and tasteless. It fails to leave behind any traces of poisoning which explains why Peyton displays no symptoms.

The page also explains that if a large enough dose is introduced into the body suddenly, and if the inflicted individual does not receive timely treatment, then the person will die within hours after exposure. And as stated before, no symptoms will reveal themselves. It will look like a natural death. Except for a flower pattern that will appear on the back of the neck of the deceased. However, at the bottom of the page, a small asterisk displays an additional note, stating that if the person poisoned gets the right treatment in time, or the dose of the injected poison is relatively light, then the person can still live a half-life from half a year to one year.

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But the toxicity of the blood will slowly increase with time. And at the back of their neck, a flower pattern will slowly form, with the trace of the pattern shifting from light to dark as time progresses.

My eyes brighten in excitement. “This is the one Marco! This is what’s causing Peyton’s debilitation!” I’m nearly jumping for joy at the discovery. My eyes dart to Marco, but he almost seems paled by my revelation, as if he has accidentally discovered a terrible secret.

Despite my confusion, I didn’t question it too much, as my eyes dart down to look at the ingredients, frowning slightly. “But I’ll need Jade vine, which is a very rare flower. Maybe the princess will have some,” I pack my things, and head out, unable to question Marco’s frozen state.

I require now that I know how to treat Peyton’s illness. But Isabella seems slightly embarra*s*sed as she responds.

look confused.

lightly. “Best I just take you to him and you see

the two of us head off to visit the old doctor. Obviously an elder of the pack, I a*s*sume he’s had a successful career as a doctor. He has a grand house that sits

my request is somehow absurd. “You surely don’t expect me to give you such a rare flower. You haven’t got a shred of medical knowledge. You haven’t worked as a doctor or a nurse for a single day in your life!” he proclaims with grandiosity. “You don’t deserve such a rare specimen; the flower is a one of a kind! And I will not allow you to abuse it so you can play doctor.

to tarnish the medical field! No, if you really want this flower, and you want me to even consider giving it to you, then you’ll need to prove

do anything,”

“Then in one night, you must bring my garden back to life. Revive the flowers, grow the gra*s*s. I want a dazzling new garden by tomorrow morning. Then and only then will I consider giving you the flower

garden, frowning deeply. The garden itself is large, a wide expanse of field left untamed and uncared for. Weeds litter the gra*s*s and flowers look poor and sickly, some already dead. I’m at loss of how I’m meant to change its appearance overnight, all on my own. The doctor is obviously trying to make this task nearly impossible for me to complete. But I agree to the task, nevertheless. Soon the princess and I are walking back to my residence, when Isabella speaks up. “In all honesty Tanya, I haven’t expected you to take this on so seriously. My impression of you is far different from when

heard you favored couples who showed off an immense amount of love and devotion. I heard you particularly liked watching happy couples, like a hobby

this from? Why would I

I have no such hobby,” I nod quietly, and apologize

And if so, then was it because he actually wanted to marry me? He married me not because he

heart growing lighter with the possibility that Marco might want me. But just as I and the princess reach my residence, I notice someone approach us. The man is a handsome fellow, and he beholds a sly smile. “Hello ladies,” he saunters over to us like a prowling cat. He greets the princess

to a*s*sume that James is a rich nobleman, as his