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Obsession: the Lycan king's Human Mate

"Wha—" "You're pregnant!" She squealed, "Ah, young love. Don't worry. I will be with you every step of the way-" Adeline tuned her out and was focusing on the pamphlets that were kept on the other side of the room. Those that had the options of pregnancies. She wanted those, she wanted to know what other options did she have. "Can I have those?" she pointed to the papers and the doctor looked at them frowning. The doctor glanced at them and disapproval crossed her face. "Why? You don't need them." She was a wolf. Adeline realised. Shit. "Um," Adeline got up from the bed but the doctor stood in the way. "I need to . . go . . " The doctor gave her a tight-lipped smile. "Honey, you are in no state to leave but don't worry I will let your mate know and he will come here to pick you up." Shit. Shit. Shit. If he knew then her chances were slim. "No need for that!" They both turned to the door and Noah stood there, her protector as he claimed. "I am here to pick her up." He grinned and his eyes narrowed, compelling the woman. "Let's go." He turned to Adeline who ran along as the woman stood frozen. They walked out of the room and she palmed her belly. There was a life inside and now she had to choose. The child or her? But that is not all. Throw in human sacrifices, vampires, siren, voodoo aunts and of course, every supernatural myth coming true. Who was really going to protect her? ***** *Slow-burn*

Inara_Me · Fantasy
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403 Chs

A protective Lycan - II

"What's going on?" Patricia asked as the first thing after she closed the door upon entering. "Is the alpha really calling are mates?" 

Adeline pursued her lips a little as she absentmindedly shook her head from side to side. 

"Wait, what?" Elizabeth shrieked loudly, making Adeline scrunch up her nose. "I was in the middle of having sex!" She whined and cried dramatically. 

Adeline huffed. "Xavier's acting weird. Like super weird." 

"How so?" Patricia asked. 

Adelene licked her lips before starting to speak. "He. . .I—" how to say this? 

"What is it?" Patricia looked highly concerned at this point. 

"He's. . Um . ." Adelene ransacked her brain for the correct word. "He is being awfully clingy at this point." 

 "Clingy?" Elizabeth blinked her eyes. "But being clingy is normal for us. It's the most normal thing a recently marked and mated shifter does." 

Why did Adeline not know of that? "From when?"