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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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Adaline, the queen - II

Hearing thousands, probably millions of howls in the air made her smile. Today, she was not afraid of them, like she had been three years ago, but instead, felt the waves of protection, love, pride, gratitude and last but the most important, hope. 

Adaline felt overwhelmed by the amount of emotions thrown her way. The connection she had started to feel was more established even more firmly and with a concrete footing. Every emotion was highlighted and it was towards her. 

She sighed little, wanting the pressure to be taken away but it was swallowed by the howls. 

Strong but familiar hands gripped her shoulders and helped her rise. Balancing a heavy jeweled crown on her head was not easy. It was extremely heavy and now, as she realised, she should have practised walking with it on her head before.