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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 · Fantasie
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He's watching.

Submitting the answer sheet to the teacher in charge, she left the room and took her bag from the locker. She liked to carry it, just in case.

The school was usually over when the exam was finished so instead of going to the cafeteria to wait for her friends she went ahead and walked outside the school. People either had not finished the exam or had simply chosen to go home instead of waiting but she wanted to wait.

She leaned on the railing and continued to look around the school.

Adeline turned around when she saw a rustle in the trees. The wind was not blowing that hard to shake them.

She leaned into the direction a bit more and then turned around. Whatever it was she was not dying in a school and then becoming folklore with everyone putting stuff in front of her locker.

Turning around from the railing, she began to climb the stared when she heard something.

A growl.