Alle Kapitel von PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT STAND WITH THE LYCAN KING: Kapitel 141 – Kapitel 150

I sit on the soft rug in front of the stone fireplace and pull the thick woven blanket tighter around my shoulders.The bright orange flames crackle and pop in the quiet cabin, throwing warm light across the wooden floorboards.My whole body aches with a deep, heavy exhaustion that settles right into my bones.I spent the entire afternoon falling in the dirt and scraping my knees on the sharp rocks in the clearing.I washed the dried blood off my legs in the small bathroom earlier tonight, but my skin is still covered in dark purple bruises.My palms are scraped raw, and my muscles burn every single time I move.Zara went to sleep an hour ago, leaving me completely alone in the living room with my thoughts.I slide my bruised hand under the edge of my gray shirt and rest my bare palm against my growing stomach.The skin feels tight, and the dull ache in my lower back is a constant reminder of how much my life has changed in just a few days.I rub my stomach in slow, gentle circles to

The cold mountain wind bites at my face as I step off the wooden porch.Three long months have passed since I shattered the mental connection to my mate.The bright autumn leaves are completely gone now.Only the bare, gray branches remain against the cloudy morning sky.I pull my thick wool sweater tight across my chest and walk slowly toward the dirt path.My center of balance is completely different these days.I am six months pregnant, and my stomach is heavy and round with the growing pups.My lower back constantly aches, and my feet are usually swollen by the time the sun goes down.The babies kick hard against my ribs, making me stop and catch my breath.I rest my hand on my stomach and wait for the sharp pressure to pass.I do not care about the physical pain anymore.I reach the edge of the rocky clearing a few minutes later.Zara is already waiting for me.She sits on a fallen log, wearing a heavy winter coat and holding a small leather book in her lap."Are you ready?" she

The food on the silver tray in front of me is ice cold.I push the plate away and let it scrape loudly across the glass desk.The smell of roasted meat usually makes my wolf hungry, but right now it just makes me sick to my stomach.I have not eaten a full meal in seven long months.My tailored suits hang loose on my frame because I dropped way too much weight.I barely sleep anymore.When I do manage to close my eyes, the terrible nightmares wake me up in a cold sweat.I see Jett running through the dark woods, terrified and alone.I see him holding his pregnant stomach while he hides from my trackers in the freezing rain.The deep guilt sits in my chest like a heavy rock, making it hard to pull air into my lungs.Seven months have passed since he built that mental wall and locked me out of his mind.The silence in my head is a constant punishment.I deserve every single second of it, but the pain is driving me insane.I channel all my pain into cold, ruthless anger.I do not smile,

I stand frozen in the dark space and stare at the massive beast.The white wolf looks down at me from the heavy shadows.He is easily twice the size of a normal forest wolf.His thick, bright fur glows with a soft, steady light in the empty black room.I hold my breath, waiting for him to bare his teeth or snap his jaws.I expect him to attack me for keeping him locked away in the dark for so long.He does not move at all.He just stands there and watches me with bright, intelligent gold eyes.I can feel the heavy power rolling off his large body.It is the exact same wild energy that was scratching at my ribs a few minutes ago.But it does not feel panicked or angry anymore.It feels incredibly solid and patient.The wolf lowers his massive head and takes a slow step toward me.My human instinct screams at me to turn around and run away.I force my feet to stay planted on the invisible ground.I promised myself I would stop running from my problems.I am doing this for my babies, and

The bright morning sun is hidden behind thick gray clouds, but I do not feel the winter chill.The terrible, crushing weight of my pregnancy is completely gone today.My inner wolf supports my tired human bones with a quiet, endless strength.I trace slow circles on my round stomach, feeling the three babies rolling gently beneath my skin.They are calm for the first time in weeks, finally giving my bruised ribs a much-needed break.I close my eyes and enjoy the rare, peaceful silence in my mind.The woods are perfectly still, and the magical ward around the cabin hums steadily in the background.Suddenly, a strange sensation brushes against the very edge of my consciousness.It is not the wild scratching of my new wolf, and it is not the familiar heat of my warlock magic.It feels exactly like a soft, warm hand pressing flat against a freezing glass window.I stop rubbing my stomach and hold my breath.The invisible pressure leans gently against the thick mental wall I built in my he