Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 99 Epilogue

Tanya’s POV:

I’ve been laced up in the most beautiful dress I’ve ever seen. The heart-shaped bodice is covered in magnificent rhinestones and crystals that glitter and shimmer as I move. The corset hugs my figure and is connected to ma*s*sive angel sleeves that slip past my wrists. The bottom of the dress flares out around me in layers of a brilliant shade of emerald green. And the veil that’s placed over my head cascades down and out in a long train that’s fit for royalty.

For a Queen.

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I can’t help eyeing myself in the mirror in disbelief. With my hair pulled into a tight bun, it’s only the little twirled whisps of my hair that are left to frame my face and green eyes that stare back at me in astonishment. To consider all the events leading up to this very moment, baffles me. Eighteen-year-old Tanya would never believe she is standing here today, about to be married to the King of the Mador Kingdom, to be declared Queen.

I can’t help but let my mind wander to the days before. How the Queen’s death did indeed save Cathy. The only remaining daughter of Joseph, rose from her slumber still weak, but alive. And her health is getting better and better by the day.

Course, Eric remains troubled, and I sense his turbulence whenever I see him. He blames himself immensely, believing his excessive thirst and greed for power were the cause for all this. He’s inevitably changed very much because of this. He no longer seems to have an obsessive attachment towards the throne.

in all of this, and helped Marco defeat Dorian, he was given leniency with his sentence. He’s been s*tri*pped of his royal

all honesty, his meddling with magic has garnered him a much worse fate than his sentence. Eric’s Lycan powers have vanished due to the negative backlash inflicted on his body from the inferior black magic. I a*s*sume it’s because Eric used black

Eric’s body and will eventually k*il*l him in a few years. Whilst others

Dorian turned out to be his, and that it was because of his past deeds that led to the terrible war between his three sons, he seemed to have aged a few dozen years from being filled with

be, but the mental torment caused him sickness again. The King feared he might not have many years left to life, and felt he was no longer capable of ruling. So he’s passing the throne to Marco before his

her hidden in one of Dorian’s rooms she had already gone mad, unable to

marrying the love of my life. All we have worked

an hour later, Marco and I are attending the enthronement ceremony hand in hand. We walk towards the throne, crowds on either side are cheering as we wave and smile. Flower petals are tossed

our accession are read out. Finally, the servants approach us with the crowns and I bend down as it’s placed on my head. However, my

for. I knew it in my heart. Marco is a leader, a warrior, and a father not just to Claire, but to the entire kingdom. He’s not just a symbol of power, but of loyalty and devotion to what he cares

we seat ourselves, Marco on the throne, and me on the chair beside him. Suddenly my hand feels warm, and I look down

with the presence of many royals and nobles from the Kingdom of Mador as well as from other Kingdoms. And the wedding

aisle, smiling proudly. I come across many familiar faces as we slowly make our way forward. Such as Caspian and Isabella. The Princess from the Kingdom of Fauna playfully winks at me as I notice her

and Russel who seem to have reconciled. And Eric and Cathy, I offer them both a solid nod of respect. Eric would leave