All Chapters of PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT STAND WITH THE LYCAN KING: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I stared blankly at the bright monitor while my vision slowly blurred.Hot tears burned the back of my eyes, stinging sharply as I blinked over and over to keep them from falling.My chest felt incredibly tight, like someone had wrapped a heavy iron band around my ribs and pulled it taut.I grabbed the smooth edge of my wooden desk and forced myself to take a deep, shaky breath.I had a job to do, and I could not afford to fall apart in the middle of the executive suite.Ren was in a meeting with his future family right now, finalizing the details of his marriage.He was moving on with his real life, securing his corporate empire and his legacy.I was just the temporary secretary he hired to answer his phones and organize his daily calendar.I needed to figure out how to survive my own life instead of dreaming about his.I dragged the computer mouse across the black pad and clicked on a random financial spreadsheet.The rows of black numbers swam on the screen, blending together into

Fiancé.The single word hung toxic and sharp in the air between us.The ringing in my ears grew deafening, drowning out the faint hum of the office air vents.The junior executives whispering by the water cooler had been right.Ren was engaged to this beautiful, wealthy woman standing right in front of my desk.The world stopped spinning for a long, agonizing second, leaving me trapped in a vacuum where I could barely pull oxygen into my lungs.A fresh, suffocating wave of humiliation washed over me, burning my throat and stinging my eyes like acid.Rosalie Hart watched my face fall, and a cruel, triumphant smirk stretched across her perfect red lips.She clearly enjoyed watching me break."You actually thought you meant something to him, didn't you?" she laughed, her voice echoing sharply in the quiet anteroom.I tried to speak, but my mouth was too dry to form a single syllable."It is honestly pathetic," she sighed, taking a slow step back to look me up and down again.She scanned

Victor slammed his hand flat against the mahogany table, the loud smack echoing across the freezing room."You are testing the limits of our patience, Alpha, and we are tired of these childish games."I leaned back in my leather chair and stared at the older wolf with utter boredom."My patience ran out on Friday evening, Victor, so do not talk to me about limits."Rosalie's father let out a low, warning growl from the other end of the long table.Arthur Hart thought his old money and his pureblood lineage gave him the right to act like he owned my territory.He crossed his arms over his tailored suit jacket and glared at me, his eyes full of arrogant judgment."We did not travel all this way just to listen to your endless excuses, Ren.""You traveled here uninvited, you bypassed my security, and you interrupted my workday," I reminded him.I kept my voice smooth and lethal, refusing to let them see how much they were cornering me."We bypassed your security because you refused to ans

The heavy door to Ren's private office slammed shut at the far end of the hall.The loud, violent crack echoed off the polished tile, ringing in my sensitive ears for several long seconds.I stood perfectly still near the entrance of the boardroom, staring at the empty space where they had just disappeared.He grabbed her arm and dragged her away before she could even introduce herself to the other men sitting at the table.He was probably furious that she showed up unannounced and caused a massive scene in the middle of his workday.Wealthy men hated when their complicated private lives bled into their pristine corporate spaces.I turned around and started the slow walk back to my desk.My legs felt incredibly heavy, and my cheap shoes scuffed against the floor with every step I took.The executive suite was dead silent, the usual chaotic energy completely drained away by the arrival of the powerful guests.I kept my eyes fixed straight ahead, refusing to look at the closed doors I p

I survived Monday night by curling into a tight ball on my living room floor and staring at the peeling wallpaper.I did not sleep for a single second.Every time I closed my eyes, I tasted the cold blood from the raw meat I ate.I was terrified of my own body, and I was even more terrified of going back to work.I almost called in sick.I wanted to hide under my thin blanket and ignore the rest of the world forever.But my bank account was nearly empty, and I needed the paycheck to survive this impossible pregnancy.I forced myself to get off the floor when the sun finally came up.I took a long, freezing shower, scrubbing my skin until it turned red, trying to wash away the sticky feeling of the blood and the heavy shame.I put on a clean white button-down shirt and a dark tie, dressing up a bit more than usual to hide how broken I actually felt.The subway ride to the financial district was a loud, miserable blur of tired commuters and screeching metal tracks.I kept my head down t