Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan King

Amelia found herself crammed into the back of a sleek black SUV, the windows tinted so dark she could barely see outside. The Lycan King, whose name she still didn't know, sat in the front seat, his powerful presence filling the car with an unspoken tension."Where are we going?" Amelia asked, her voice barely a whisper.He glanced at her in the rearview mirror, his blue eyes holding a hint of amusement. "To a place where you can learn about your new reality," he said, his voice a low rumble.Amelia felt a shiver run down her spine. New reality? She was still trying to process the fact that she was pregnant with the Lycan King's child, let alone wrap her head around a whole new world of werewolves and magic.The drive was long and silent, the only sound being the hum of the engine and the occasional creak of the car. Amelia stared out the window, watching the world blur past. She had no idea where they were going, but she knew it wasn't anywhere near her familiar city.Finally, the ca

Amelia sat mesmerized as Elara spoke, her words weaving a tapestry of ancient prophecies and forgotten lore. The Oracle, a lineage of powerful women who held the key to the fate of the Lycan Kingdom, a lineage that stretched back centuries, was now her legacy.Elara explained that the Oracle's power was not just about seeing the future, but about shaping it. It was a force that could heal, protect, and even manipulate the very fabric of reality. But with such power came great responsibility, and a constant threat from those who would seek to control it for their own selfish ends.The weight of the prophecy pressed down on Amelia, a crushing realization that her life, her future, and the future of the Lycan Kingdom, rested on her shoulders. She was no longer just a struggling artist, a woman caught in a whirlwind of unexpected pregnancy and a powerful, dangerous mate. She was the Oracle, the key to saving the world from a darkness that threatened to consume it."But how?" Amelia asked,

One week after the incident at the old kasil. Amelia felt her stomach ache a little. She was now three months pregnant, and although it wasn't big yet, it was already protruding. "Amelia, you'd better rest a lot for a while because you look so tired," Elara said with concern. "Okay." Amelia closed the book she had gotten from the oracle's room. Amelia left the reading room, the woman walked to the room next to Anya's. Just as Amelia was about to open the door to her room, Anya came out of the room. Their gazes met. "Are you satisfied that you have taken Kaelen's attention?" "Sorry, didn't your husband tell you what really happened before, Anya." Amelia closed the door to her room again. "Remember well Amelia. Only my son will be the heir to this pack!" Anya said in a growled voice. Amelia took a deep breath, honestly feeling guilty for Anya. Because of her presence, the woman felt threatened. "Anya." Amelia looked at Anya's face which was so full of hatred. "I'm war

In the room Amelia had occupied since moving into her husband's palace, the air felt heavy, as if pressing down on her chest. The dark morning sky reflected her mood—gray, silent, and full of uncertainty. The pregnant woman stood near the window, her slender hands touching the cold glass, while her gaze wandered to the vast palace garden. The leaves of the silver trees glistening under the moonlight were still visible from here, even though dawn was breaking.She longed for the way things used to be. When she would wake up in the morning and rush to work, looking for news, greeting her colleagues with a sincere smile, and enjoying the warmth of the coffee she made herself. Now, all of that felt like a dream that was slipping further and further away.This world—the world of the Lycans, the cold-blooded kings and the power he never understood—had swallowed him whole.A deep breath made her chest feel tight, as if her lungs were rejecting the air that was too pure, too cold, too foreign

Elara quickly entered and gently laid Amelia's body down. She couldn't stay long in that simple house.“What happened, Miss?” asked the old man, who was none other than Alex.Alex was one of Kaelen's father's former subordinates and now preferred to stay in his old house because he had married a human.“Uncle, can you help me? I need medicine to stop Amelia's bleeding and please protect us for a while. I'm sure Anya's men will be here soon!” Elara pleaded.Alex looked at Elara, suddenly remembering that the woman in front of him looked so much like his best friend.“Are you Albert's daughter?” Alex sat down on a wooden chair that had been worn down by age.“Do you know my father?” Elara now sat down, looking at the man anxiously.“Your father was my close friend, but after I received punishment from Alpha Kenzo, we never met again,” Alex said with a blank expression.Elara sat down, took some warm water, and immediately gave Amelia a drink of her homemade herbal concoction. “I don’t k