Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 78 Marco Is Drunk

Tanya’s POV:

I’m completely frozen solid in place, unable to grasp the situation. My brain is trying to come up with all sorts of reasons that didn’t imply the obvious. There is no one else in the room with me other than Claire, and she is now softly asleep. My eyes snap to my child just to be sure, but as I a*s*sume, she’s snoring away.

My eyes glance to my surroundings, trying to find another person, not knowing if I really want there to be another person… But all I see and hear is my phone crying out for my attention. To the which the voice once again speaks out. ‘Are you not gonna answer it?’

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I don’t have time to respond to the mysterious voice, instead I pick up the phone, hearing that it is Oliver on the other line. “Hey Tanya, I’m very sorry to bother you but…” he sighs, and for a second I worry something bad has happened. “Could you come take Marco home? He’s really drunk.”

A sigh of relief escapes me, for I’d rather Marco be drunk, than hurt. Before I can respond, my ears pick up a female voice from over the line, sounding very similar to someone I knew, and particularly disliked. “Is Lily there too?” the words tumble out of my mouth before I can filter them properly.

“Um. Yeah, a lot of people came tonight,” Oliver seems slightly confused by my line of questioning, but I don’t give him time to ponder it.

“Alright, I’ll be there soon, send me the address.”

before heading out to the specified bar. And as I walk briskly, I’m once

very expressive in her mannerisms. ‘I’m Freya, your wolf.’ 1 The bombshell of information weakens my knees, making me stumble about, and I must quickly stop myself from falling. But Freya barely notices, continuing to talk energetically. ‘I’m sorry it’s taken me so long, there was a

I’m speechless. But Freya doesn’t seem to mind, instead almost childlike, she’s much more interested in other things. ‘I’ve never gotten the chance to say, I think Marco smells really nice! I don’t know what it is, but I felt so much stronger whenever he was

even better. ‘And just so you know, you do have the scent of a werewolf Tanya. But because I was awakened not so long ago, the scent is very weak. But it will strengthen with time. And soon you’ll be able to shift into your

goes on to chatter about how she

speak to me, and how now she is overjoyed to get to experience the world together. And somehow, this diminishes my initial sadness when I heard that Lily was at the bar too. My conversation with Frey a ends as I finally arrive at the bar. I recognize all the familiar faces that I haven’t seen in years. Philip, Thomas, Oliver, Cathy and Lily, including other royals from the palace. But the crowd appears to react coldly to my presence. They’re not abruptly rude, but I can tell

of her resentment. She gives me a dangerous glare as she glides over to Marco’s side who I now lay eyes on. His sits pretty much unmoving, like a marble statue crafted with divine expertise. But no

back in cowardice. “Stop being such a bother Tanya. Just do everyone a favour and go home.” Despite the pain in my heart, my eyes still waft past Lily and onto Marco, as she turns her back to me hoping to be taken into Marco’s arms. I use the opportunity to approach him, at least let him know I’m here. But I don’t

my waist, forcing me to lean in, and before I know it, his head has dropped into the crook of my neck, nuzzling against my bare skin that causes my senses to tingle with an exponential buzz. My astonishment matches

around me change as they realize that it seems I’m still very important to Marco, I dislike the amount of attention on me. I quietly turn to him. ‘‘Let’s go home Marco,” I say in a soft whisper, to which I

me for balance. We reach home in a

needs to sleep, so I whisper words of encouragement, wanting him to at least make it to the bed so he can crash there without waking Claire who is in the

approach the bed Marco immediately drops in my arms, making me stumble and collapse into the mattress with him. Without warning, Marco’s

feel and hear the racing pace of his heart. “Why’s it beating so fast?” I blurt out quietly, somewhat confused. Beneath me Marco stiffens,

“Water… I need water.”

my mind can’t help but wonder. I decide

on cue, my wolf makes herself known