Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Chapter 34

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 34 Marco Comes To Meet Lily

Tanya’s POV:

“Quick! Take my hand Tanya!”

Cathy’s urgent plea pulls my gaze away from the two fearsome men in the doorway, and despite the request for haste and her outstretched hand, I don’t take it. Something within me snaps into place as I suddenly realize the reality of our situation, and what I must do to ensure that our captors don’t win. “Go without me.” Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

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“What? No!”

There is no time to hear out her protests, so I quickly interject. “Cathy the only way to escape from the third floor would be to jump. I have no wolf form. I’d be risking my life trying to jump,” even with the absence of any discernable bump, my hand instinctually places itself where it knows my baby is kept, another life I’m now sworn to protect, and I smile tenderly at the thought. “I won’t risk my baby’s life.”

Of course, Cathy expectantly fumbles to find a resolution to this valid argument. But she tries, nevertheless. “I can carry you! Yes! I can carry you down!”

In me, a fondness grows for Cathy. Even in the face of her disapproval of me marrying her brother, her reluctance to desert me is touching. That she still is a decent person willing to help another in the face of danger.

But even so, my decision has already been made. “No. If you go on your own, you’ll still have a chance of escaping if they chase after you. But if you take me with you, I can’t shift into a wolf, you’ll have to carry me, and I’ll slow you down. Will just end up getting caught again.” “But-“

“No Cathy, you need to go,” I take her hand. But only to give her trembling fingers a gentle squeeze of hope, depicting my trust in her through a trying smile, and only baring my fearful soul into her eyes. “My unborn baby’s life is in your hands now. Go find my husband. Tell him where I am. Come back for me.”

I watch as my words cast her into silence, and then I witness something I haven’t seen before. Something changes in the way Cathy looks at me. She wears a complicated expression that I can’t understand, she seems on the verge of tears. I’ve never seen such an expression on her face. In the past, she always had a malignant grin that relished in my failure, mocking my low status, or labeling me a gold digger. She’s like…like touched by me.

But there’s not much time left for us. I let my fingers slip from her grasp without warning, finally surrendering to the predators below and mentally submitting to the jaws that seize my mind and body. I let the Alpha and his Beta wrench me down from our handmade ladder to freedom. And the last thing I see of Cathy is the long golden wisps of her hair before I turn to face the wrath of my werewolf captor.

Lily’s POV:

I vigorously and rhythmically dab the foundation-soaked make-up sponge against the skin on my neck. Concentrating hard on covering up the ugly faint red line that sits on the curve of my neck. An evident strangulation mark that has me recalling the events of the last couple of hours.

I had been rushing home from work in a hurry, wanting to have as much time as possible to look dashing for Marco for our meeting. The elation was sparkling and fizzing within me like a shaken bottle of gorgeous pink champagne, just waiting to explode in celebration of me and Marco’s reunion. The

image of him ran rampantly through my mind, even as I walked with noble grace through the streets of my future kingdom.

I also wanted to be home early because I wanted to take my time getting ready. I deserved some proper pampering for all my hard work. Convincing pathetic Tanya to do as I pleased was an exhausting affair. And so I was looking forward to having a long relaxing soak in the bathtub.

But I had only made it half-way home when ma*s*sive hands grabbed me, pulling me into a dark and deserted alleyway. Another man came into view trying to help capture me as I fought them, resisting as much as I could. I did hear their mumbling, however. “God, I didn’t realize prince Eric’s girl was so hot- headed. Are you sure she’s Lily?”

I instantly sensed the doubt in their tone. They might want to kidnap me as some form of retaliation towards Eric, but they weren’t entirely sure of my appearance. I struggled hard, finally earning myself a chance to speak. “Are you talking about the first Prince’s fiance Lily?” I made myself sound scared and confused. “You’ve got the wrong girl. I’m not Lily!”

I saw their skeptical gazes and continued. “Do you think the prince’s fiance would be walking alone unattended like this? Let me go. I won’t tell anyone I’ve seen you, and I know where the real Lily is!”

The two brawny men stayed silent but nodded. I knew my chance came, pointing to where Tanya was. “She’s just down the road, the third house. She’s got black hair, green eyes, and a pet*ite body. You’ll know when you see her. She has the ring on.” I remember watching them leave, hoping they could really make Tanya disappear from this world, leaving Marco all to me.

Now I stand in front of the mirror, I pull out dazzling white pearls from one of my drawers and clip them so they settle perfectly against my neck. My hair is pulled up into a pretty bun and allows me to showcase my favorite pair of earrings that match my formal attire. With a smile, I grab my clutch and make my way down into one of the palaces sitting rooms where Marco is waiting for me.

“Hi Marco…” I purr.

“What is this about Lily?” I dislike the abruptness to his tone, but I try to brush past it.

“Please, have a seat Marco, do want some tea?”

“Lily, I don’t have the time for this. Let’s get straight to the point. Why did you want to talk to me?”

Before I can say anything else. Cathy bursts into the room, panting heavily from exhaustion. For the time being, I’m more confused rather then irritated. “Cathy? Is everything okay?” I ask.

Marco rushes towards her as she tries to catch her breath. “Tanya- Tanya’s been kidnapped! Marco, I need you! We need to go back and save her!”

“What? How?”

Cathy interjects. “It doesn’t matter. We need to go now! Before they hurt her!”

My frustration grows by the minute, why is he so concerned about Tanya? Why does he care so much? It is irritating to no end that a meeting that was meant to be about me and our love, is now about Tanya again. She ruins everything.

Despite the aggravation going on in my head, I maintain my composure. Before Marco can leave, I grab his hand, softening my eyes, my expression showcasing a sad lost look, trying to induce some form of pity from my fated mate. “Marco please don’t go. It’s not often we get this sort of time together. And it’s really important that I speak to you about certain matters.”

But to my surprise, he snags his arm away from my grasp, as the line of his brow creases in a form of revulsion. “Lily, I only came to meet with you because Tanya insisted that I did. And whatever you have to say, I don’t want to hear it,” his tone is cold and unforgiving. “I came here to make it clear that our

relationship was over. I don’t love you anymore Lily,” I maintain a neutral face, but my fingers twitch under his stern gaze. “I am married. So there will be no more unnecessary interaction between you and me from now on. Cathy, let’s go.”

I’m in absolute shock, and completely silent as Marco turns to leave, unable to even react upon seeing Cathy’s gloating grimace in response to my demise. How could he not love me anymore?

I couldn’t be seen so frazzled like this, I quickly head out of the palace and back to my office to try and calm myself. However, even there I can’t escape noisy nobodies; I uncomfortably bump into the cleaning lady as she dusts my room.

“Oh hello dear. I have been meaning to ask, I noticed the large doll in the room, do you want me to place that somewhere?”

“No.” I raise a fake smile at her. “Could you come back later to the cleaning? I’d like to be alone for a little while.” The cleaner nods and shuffles at the door. Finally by myself, I stare at the ma*s*sive plus and suddenly throw it across the room to release my pent up rage. I watch as it slams onto the floor, and it’s enough f*orc*e to push down the button on the doll’s built in voice box, emitting Marco’s voice loud and clear.

It’s the same voice Tanya heard outside my office that day. “I love you, Lily.”