All Chapters of PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT STAND WITH THE LYCAN KING: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The clock in the corner of my computer monitor finally changed to five.I did not waste a single second waiting around to see if Ren needed anything before I left for the day.I closed all my spreadsheets and quickly stuffed my notebook into my canvas bag.The executive suite was mostly quiet, and I could see a bright strip of light shining from under the door of his private office.I walked past the closed door without stopping or looking back.The elevator ride down to the main lobby felt incredibly slow and suffocating.I kept my eyes fixed on the digital numbers counting down, praying that I would not run into Silas or Brenda on my way out.When the metal doors finally opened, I walked out of the Sterling Enterprises building and merged into the busy rush of evening commuters.Normally, I would head straight down the block to the subway station so I could get home as fast as possible.But the thought of standing in a crowded, noisy train car right now made my chest feel way too ti

The dashboard screen of my car lit up with an incoming call for the fourth time in ten minutes.I kept my hands wrapped tightly around the leather steering wheel and ignored it, letting the quiet ringing fill the dark cabin of the car.When the system finally gave up and went silent, another call immediately came through.I hit the answer button on the center console and listened to the heavy, frustrated sigh on the other end of the line."You are testing a very dangerous boundary tonight," Elder Victor warned over the speakers."I told Silas to cancel the reservation at the restaurant," I replied, merging into the heavy evening traffic."The council does not accept last-minute cancellations," Victor snapped, his voice tight with anger."Arthur is sitting in a private dining room waiting for a formal apology for the stunt you pulled with his daughter yesterday.""I am not apologizing to Arthur, and I am certainly not apologizing to Rosalie," I told him flatly."You dragged a pureblood

The rusty deadbolt clicked into place, sealing me inside the freezing apartment.I dropped my heavy canvas bag near the entryway and walked straight into the small kitchen.My hands were shaking as I set the paper bag containing the baby socks onto the scratched counter.I was absolutely done crying over Ren Wilder and his complicated, elite life.I wiped my face with the sleeve of my white dress shirt and forced myself to take a slow, deep breath.I needed to stop wallowing in my own misery and focus on surviving whatever was happening to my body.A sharp, twisting cramp flared in my lower stomach, knocking the air straight out of my lungs.Three distinct, heavy flutters followed the pain, pressing against my ribs and demanding immediate nourishment.The primal hunger rushed up my throat, making my jaw lock and my teeth ache with the sudden need for raw iron.I opened the refrigerator and pulled out the package of cheap steak I bought from the corner deli on my way home.I didn't eve

I took a slow, deliberate step toward the window.The wolf tracked my movement instantly.Its ears twitched back against its massive skull, but it didn't bare its teeth or growl.It just watched me approach."What are you doing all the way up here?" I whispered to the empty room, my voice raspy from crying.I took another step, closing the distance until I was standing right in front of the glass.The animal leaned in, meeting me halfway.Up close, the sheer size of the beast was absolutely terrifying.Its thick black fur absorbed the surrounding shadows, making it look like a piece of the night sky had broken off and landed on my fire escape.Its broad shoulders easily cleared the bottom of my window frame, and its head was almost level with my chest.Its claws were thick and sharp, gripping the metal landing with deadly ease.I could see the heavy muscles shifting beneath its dark coat every time it took a breath.I raised my hand and pressed my palm flat against the cold pane, rest

The heavy weight of the massive head resting on my thigh was the most grounding thing I had felt in weeks.I sat very still on the faded rug and stared at the dark fur pressing against my leg.My fingers were still tangled in the thick coat near the animal's shoulder.The heat radiating off the beast seeped right through my denim jeans, warming my freezing skin and soothing the deep ache in my lower back.It was breathing in a slow, steady rhythm.Every time it exhaled, a warm puff of air hit my knee.I should have been calling animal control or panicking about the size of the teeth currently resting inches from my stomach.Instead, I just traced my thumb along the line of its jaw.The wolf shifted slightly, and a low, rumbling sound vibrated deep in its chest.It wasn't a growl.It felt more like a heavy purr, vibrating right into my bones."You must be freezing from sitting out in that rain," I whispered into the quiet room.The wolf flicked one large ear toward my voice but didn't