Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 75 Peyton Drank The Poison By Herself

Tanya’s POV:

Upon exiting Peyton’s old room, I realize that the entire palace is in chaos. Everyone is panicking over the princess’s physical state. Maids are rushing about with w*et towels and water, nobles are alerting the neighboring royal families. Butlers are heading off to call the known doctors. I can see that everyone dearly cares for the princess. As do I. But my job is much different to theirs.

I hurry into one of the empty rooms, closing the door to shut out the cluster of apprehension that whiz about outside. I scr*a*p*e away items off one of the tables and pull out the box, emptying the torn pieces of paper onto the workspace.

Title of the document

Step by step, piece by piece, like a child’s puzzle set, I connect the pages, reconnecting torn words and linking the shredded pieces. Soon I have rea*s*sembled the entire page. Satisfied, I read through it carefully, my eyes growing wider as they trail down the page.

Shock, surprise, and dread ignite in my system. I know that I have to find Isabella immediately. I find her also bustling about amongst the chaos. “Whatever it is that you’re doing, you need to stop. This is important. This could save her,” I establish with a firm tone, leaving little room for Isabella to question me or protest.

As we walk back to the room I elaborate on the way. “I initially thought the Princess had been poisoned instead of just being ill. I still do. But now… I really believe that she’s been poisoning herself rather than being poisoned by someone else.”

say that? My sister would never do such a thing!”

at this,” I don’t need to justify myself, instead I simply point to the paper which Isabella starts to

show her the flower pattern

isn’t wanting to find whatever she’s looking for. Finally, she unveils a large bottle, and her face drops open upon seeing that it’s

rare poison that was accidentally

it as they are on my way, I approach the group to simply see what is going on. But upon looking over some of the

seeing if I can help. I push past the people. Some of them are calling the emergency services, whilst others try and get a hold of the old doctor. I kneel

lower my ear to her mouth. I sigh in relief, she is at least still breathing, but she is obviously unconscious. And then I realize I have seen

at the palace ball from an allergic reaction. And just

my anti-allergy perfume, going ahead to spray it swiftly

for actual medicine. But I ignore all of them, none of

And the surrounding wolves explain to him what I have done. He looks to me, with firmness.

the flower I need, wrapping it carefully in a white cloth before handing it to me. I rush back to one of the rooms in the palace where I’m given the tools

get to work right away. However, I can’t help the initial fear that sits in my stomach. Unlike the past few times when I’ve had to urgently make a perfume, this time, I even have no room for error. I can’t waste the main ingredient that I have very little of, and I also don’t have time on my side. Peyton’s situation is critical, and if I don’t get her the

I begin the usual, cutting up each of the raw solid ingredients, and grinding them into fine powder. And I distill the liquid ingredients, so they are in

a slight shift to my inherent talent. There is somehow a difference this time about the way I was able to craft. Something new, something strange