Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 40
Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown
Chapter 40 Brandon Stole My Designs
Brandon’s POV:
1 hour ago:
God I needed this…
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My hand was slung round Alina’s dainty little waist, slipping my finger through the belt loop on her
jeans. I pulled her tighter against me, hearing her m*oa*n as the bottom half of me pressed against her,
whilst my lips meshed against hers. But just as she began to undo the buttons of my shirt, my phone
sted its ringtone.
I groaned. I pulled away to lounge back against the couch. She rushed to fix her disheveled hair as I
picked up the phone. “What?”
“Don’t tell me what. You owe me a favor.”
I grinned when I heard Lily’s irritated voice over the phone. It had been a while since she contacted me.
Thest time was when she was furious at the fact that I had let Tanya find a way to leave the
ckhide Pack. Even though I faked being her boyfriend and stole her perfume designs. To Lily it
hadn’t been good enough, that, and well, Tanya marrying Prince Marco was a hrious, but also
problematic turnaround of events.
In all honesty, I didn’t really care. I was an Alpha werewolf, and I had Alina. Course, Lily did always
offer easy money. “Is the pay good?”
“You’ll take what I give you, on the fact that you don’t mess this up again,” I rolled my eyes as she went
on about how I failed thest time.
But eventually I responded. “Fine. What is it?”
“I’ve used Tanya of copying my perfume designs. I need you to go steal her manuscripts so that she
has no way of proving her innocence. Get this done and I’ll pay you good. Brandon, you must do it
sessfully. She can’t get away with this. I will not have an omega beat me at my own damn game.”
Even though Lily tried to mask her desperation through her snide remarks, I sensed the urgency of the
issue. I almost felt a tad sorry for her. “Aw, you poor thing,” I said mockingly, enjoying her annoying
huffs that I could hear over the phone. “Don’t worry about it darling. I’ll get those manuscripts. Tanya
will never find them.”
“Don’t mess this up,” before I could cheekily respond, Lily hung up the phone, and all I could do was
shrug. I kissed Alina onest time, before telling her I’d be back to continue our little sessionter.
Knowing exactly where Tanya had kept her manuscripts, I headed to the building and into her now
abandoned room. In no time, I found the ones I was looking for, and I turned to leave, only to suddenly
heard movement from down the hall.
I rushed into one of the dark corners of the room. Standing very still, I watched as suddenly Tanya
entered through the doorway. I licked my lips in desperate need as my eyes slipped down her slender
figure. When seeing her again, something within me awakened. And after being suppressed for so
long, I finally let loose my desires in a sudden wave that overtook me.
Tanya’s POV:
At present: 00:30
Brandon steps towards me in a slow and deliberate manner, taunting me with a grin. Something in me
senses the danger he poses towards me, and something in his expression suggests he isn’t interested
in chatting. “Brandon, please… don’t.”
Brandon has no intention of listening to me. I’m not given the chance to scream as he lunges at me.
He’s too quick and slips a piece of tuff fabric into my mouth and ties it behind my head, gagging me
and preventing me from making any noises, 1
My breathing elerates as I’m fearful for my life. I’m only an omega without a wolf and am no match
for Brandon who’s an immensely powerful alpha. And so there’s nothing I can do but watch the lust that
seeps into his hungry gaze that slips down my body. A wolfish grin settles on his expression that
invokes terror within me.
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I can barely fight off his hands, and before I know it, I feel air breeze over parts of my skin as he
suddenly rips open my dress and tears my body free. I’m frozen in terror as his hands run down my
body, he’s rough with me as he caresses my body savagely in a manner that’s both sensual and
immoral.
I whimper, wriggling like a terrifiedmb fearing ughter. But Brandon ignores my pleas, he nestles
his head into the crook of my neck, kissing and nibbling greedily at my flesh, threateningly to drop his
head lower and lower. I feel his hot breath against my sensitive skin, as his breathinges out in
uneven m*oa*ns of desire, that ignite sparks of difort and pain throughout my body.
“You’re so weak Tanya,” he says, sounding pleased that he has me to himself. “But I won’t deny your
beauty,” he says while licking his licks like a predator ready to devour his prey. “You got away from me
last time… I think it’s only fitting you make up for leaving me alone with my desires and forcing me to
suppress my need for you.”
As I struggle to keep Brandon from taking this any further, I hear Marco at the door. Knocking
repeatedly and calling out to me, clearly sensing that something is wrong as I’ve been in the room for a
while now.
But my attention is once again pulled away as Brandon bes rougher with his attempts. His hands
gripping me in ces they don’t belong, I can only yelp in muffled fragments with the rope in my mouth
as I feel my skin being pulled and pinched in ways that I know will leave bruising. He presses against
me harshly, ensuring there’s barely any space between our bodies, leaving little room for me to
breathe.
I then hear a deep aggravated snarle from his throat as my ne gets in the way, stopping him
from kissing the rest of my neck with his lips. Without warning, he snatches it, snapping its chain and
flings it across the room in a ravenous disy.
But just as he does so, I suddenly feel an overwhelming amount of power surge through me. Almost
unconsciously, I channel that energy to protect myself. mming my hands against Brandon which
violently thrusts him away from me, bashing his back against the wall. 0
I quickly undo the gag.
“Marco! Help me! Quick!”
Aware the door is locked, my husband kicks it down with unquestionable ease, eyes zing with
readiness to defend me. But before he can attack, Brandon rushes to grab me, throwing me into
Marco’s arms as a form of distraction, before fleeing out of the room in a blur. “No! My manuscripts,” I
fumble to stand, desperately wanting to go after him, but also terrified and weak from what I’ve just
experienced.
Marco pulls me back, holding me tightly against him. “I – I let him get away. It’s my fault. I let him
escape with the proof I need.”
In sadness, I slip away from Marco’s hold, stepping over to pick up my ne. I ce it gently round
my neck, once again feeling a strange rush of energy in my body. Yet still unable to identify what’s
happening to me.
I don’t question it more as Marco draws my attention back to him. “Your safety is of utmost importance
to me Tanya. Don’t worry, I’ll find your manuscripts. I’ll do whatever it takes. I promise.”
The deadlinees upon me quicker than I hoped for. And once again I and Lily face each other in
front of everyone as we await trial. My efforts have been a disaster, and now there is no substantial
way to prove my innocence to everyone. The manuscripts that Brandon stole are the only possible way
of setting me free.
Even though I’m aware of Lily and Brandon’s entanglement that leads to my demise, I lose all sense of
hope, and I nervously pick at the skin of my finger in growing anxiousness. I watch as Lily’s smile
broadens by the minute, and the judges seem ready to convict me as guilty of stealing Lily’s perfume
creations.
However, just when I think it’s all over. Marco suddenly bursts into the courtroom. My eyes grow wide
as the crowd instinctually clears a path as my husband storms towards the end of the room. In his
hands he carries papers that he ms down hard on the judges’ table, dering loudly.
“Tanya is the true creator of the perfumes…”