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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*

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In a room, with a witch - I

The more she smelled the burning of skin in the air, the more Adaline pressed their foreheads together.

Never once did he tighten his grip on her hips or let out a breath of pain. Never, while the poker was pressed onto his back, did he ever let her or anyone know that he was suffering.

He took the branding without an ounce of pain and sometimes in between Adaline thought that he took it with pride. 

Finally after what seemed like years, the poker was pulled away from his back but Adaline did not pull her forehead away from his. 

At this point she was aware that it was not him who needed the courage but her who was holding onto him for her sanity. 

He was burned for god's sake! 

"I love you," 

"Hi—" she stopped in between when she heard him before a smile broke out on her face, "Hi." She chuckled before shaking her head. "You do?"