Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 50
Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown
Chapter 50 Daddy!
Tanya’s POV:
I’m taken to the hospital by customers who are more than happy to drive me there, and I’m thankful for
their generosity. The pain is immense, and I find myself cradling my tummy to cope with the on sudden
rush. Every unexpected jolt of the car strikes pain through my body, and I desperately try not to cry.
Finally, we make it. The customers help keep me on my feet as we make our way in. My clear baby
bump makes it evident to the staff of my situation. I’m ced on the gurney and rolled into one of the
rooms before they move me onto a bed. Despite its softness, it doesn’t ease the awful cramps that start
escting in pressure.
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The hospital staff all look like worker bees, rushing to and from the room to prepare for the birth. One
carries towels, another soft nkets. One adjusts the position of my bed so my back is slightly raised,
whilst another attaches me to fluids, injecting the top of my wrist with a needle.
One of the nurses also sets up an ultrasound, quietly rubbing a cold paste over my bump, before rolling
a medical instrument over it. Her brows furrow slightly, but before I can ask, she finishes, and puts
everything away, flitting out of the room.
Eventually, I hear the nurses talking to each other, saying that my baby is slightly in the wrong position
for birth. My breathing esctes in stress, as I worry for my unborn child. I feel myself start to panic,
wanting to ensure the safety of my baby.
However, the doctores into my field of view with a warm smile, she rests a hand on mine, trying to
calm me.
“Don’t worry Tanya, we will take good care of you, just keep doing what you’re doing,” she says,
Sweat soaks my forehead, but I nod hesitantly, still immeasurably worried. Either way, I start pushing
again. I can’t help but scream out from the indescribable pain as the crampse in waves, some
staying longer than others.
Thissts for what I feel like hours, and still no sign of my baby being born. I’m growing weaker by the
minute, unable to push like when I initially went intobor. Sweat exudes from my body, and my hair
appears frazzled and untamed.
I’m close to losing hope and losing all my strength, and I find myself on the verge of passing out. Till
one of the nurse’s eyes shine with bright excitement, hurrying over to my side.
“Keep going Tanya! I can see the baby’s head! You’re almost there!”
With all my might I push one more time, and I feel a sudden rush of relief through my system as I feel
the baby being born. A cheer erupts from the hospital staff that surround me, and even from the
customers who are waiting for me outside.
A nurse immediately swoops up my baby into her arms, tapping the baby’s back until a clear cry
epasses the birthing room. She ces my baby in a small medical ba*s*s, checking the vital
organs, and ensuring the airways are clear, being sure my baby is fully healthy and doesn’t need any
important medical attention. Satisfied, she picks up my baby again, turning to me.
“Congrattions hun, it’s a baby girl.”
The nurse steps towards me, before slowly cing the baby in my arms. And despite my exhaustion, I
look down at my daughter with a sincere smile. Watching as she slowly opens her eyes to reveal optics
of the truest blue, a mirror image of her father’s.
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Marco’s POV:
I know I have a temper. And I know the people around me know I have a temper. The pce’s
residents stay well away as I storm my way towards one of the meeting rooms, a deadly gaze bearing
down on anyone too close to my vicinity.
Not bothering with knocking, I shove the door open, stepping through and unapologetically interrupting
the nobles conversing. None of them are of interest to me, just my brother. I stalk my way to the head
of the table where he’s sitting, a hushed chill following my movements.
I m down papers on top of whatever Eric’s been working on. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me that
you’re cutting down the Blue Moon Tree?”
Unlike the other members of his council, Eric looks indifferent to my rageful brigade. “The Blue Moon
Pack’s economy is pitiful Marco. It’spletely backwards and needs to be industrialized for there to
be economic growth. And the best way to do that is to ce a dam. And that needs to go exactly where
the Blue Moon Tree is situated,” he states logically.
“Well, Ipletely refuse to allow this.”
Eric only smiles frigidly to my objection. “That’s why I chose not to tell you. I know the Blue Moon tree is
very important to you. And we can’t afford to let our emotions get in the way of making essential
decisions which are in the best interest of the Kingdom.”
Fury brewed within, but I showcase nothing but an icy re, despite wanting to punch the smile off
Eric’s face. My eyes flicker to the surrounding gentleman, before returning to look at my brother, and
eventually, I mirror his c*oc*ky smile. “Do you really want to cut down the tree because you care about
the Kingdom? Or is it just because you want to help your mother destroy the one thing that’s important
to me, and was important to my mother?”
I know my words have hit a nerve as Eric’s expression falters. I get a second to glimpse behind my
brother’s carefully crafted fagade, before he’s able to build back his wall, a calm and gentlemanly smile
returning to his lips as he responds.
“Well, since we can’te to an agreement on this, I’ll give you a month to find a way to increase the
Blue Moon Pack’s economic growth. Exactly one month. If you find a way, I’ll drop the proposal, but if
you can’t, then the tree will be cut down as originally nned.”
With the deadline in mind, I waste little time, and leave for the Blue Moon Pack the very same day.
But upon arriving at the entrance, a bunch of peoplee to greet me. I’m given numerous
handshakes and I’m offered hotel flyers from various individuals wanting to rent out their houses or
hotels to me upon realizing I’m not from the area. Some even offer to give me tours and take me to all
the best ces.
The unprecedented enthusiasm is almost a little too overwhelming, till a loud wailing bursts through the
air. I must stop myself from flinching at the piercing cries, looking to my surroundings to try and find the
source. I eventually find myself looking down at my feet, where a young woman bawls her eyes out
whilst on her knees. “What is the meaning of this?” I ask, failing to hide my irritation.
“Please- please sir! My father has just passed away, and I have no money. But if you rent my room, it
will be enough to buy a grave for him. Oh, please sir.”
I study the girl with an unwavering gaze, my expression remaining emotionless despite her weepy
state. “Fine,” I say, epting the flyer from her pleading hands. “One month.”
It’s all I have to say before the girl springs spritely to her feet, a wide smile beaming on her lips. “Yes,
course sir, I’ll ready it right away!” and without another word she rushes off.
Whilst the young woman readies my room, I make my way quietly towards the Blue Moon Tree, my
gaze befalling upon the beautiful monument. Its elegant branches stretch up towards the glistening
sun, as its ribbons of love dance to the swaying breeze.
I’m humbled to think about my parents standing beneath it, devoting their love to one another beneath
its glory. I saunter towards the tree, eyeing the many ribbons that decorate its woody limbs. But my
eyes seem drawn to one ribbon in particr that somehow looks familiar.
However, I’m momentarily pulled away to the sound of a little girl’sughter. I turn to see an Alpha
ying with her. The Alpha offers her a candy as he says. “Oh, dear child, stop always calling me your
uncle. I want you to call me daddy!”
With the ribbon still at the back of my mind, I turn back to the tree, gently reaching up to take it. But
before I can, the corner of my eye catches the rush of movement to my right. I turn only for the little girl
to collide with me, wrapping her dainty childish arms round me in a hug.
With her face buried in my lower chest, all I initially see is her ck hair that falls to her shoulders in
soft delicate waves. But eventually she pulls back, peering up at me with sapphire eyes that are filled
with childlike zest.
“Daddy!”