Obsession: the Lycan king's Human Mate

As soon as she became conscious she gripped her head as it pained. By the amount of pain it cost to her adaline was sure that someone must have hit her with the hammer. It pained, a lot.She moved around as she gripped her head and felt a weight on her stomach. How had it gotten so heavy?

She opened her eyes and narrowed her eyes to make out the place that she wasn\'t because it was full of Darkness and there was barely light coming in through a source she could not see. Where was she?

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She breathed heavily and looked around to get up when she noticed a hindrance.

She looked down at her stomach and gasped loudly. Her head got dizzy at the sight. 

"How. . . " She whispered as she looked down and palmed it. Maybe, it was a just her imagination because this could not be reality in any world.

Adeline felt afraid to touch it. She did not know why but touching it seemed like it would create a different reality than its should be which was it should not be existing. She brought her shaky hands forward and slightly palmed her belly and a shaky gasp left her mouth.

"What?" She spat in shock. "No . ." She whispered as she continued to stare at it never taking our eyes of a fearing that it would go away.

She turned around a little and with the help of both her arms, she sat up and looked at her stomach.

Her heart pumped in her ears. She could feel the bile rise up in her throat. She was going to vomit at the sight. 

This could not possible. "This is not. . .," She cupped her mouth, "How in the world?" She whispered, refusing to believe her eyes.

"Yup, you\'re pregnant." Adeline\'s eyes snapped to the direction from which the voice came from.

What she saw next, only shocked her more.

"What\'s happening?" She whispered as she knew looked around carefully. In front of her were long iron bars, caging her in the small room that she appeared to be in. Prison or a dungeon, it was. How the hell. . .where was this?!

Then she looked to the person who was informed her of the pregnancy. She was girl, much like Adeline, but weak. So much so that her cheeks were sticking out and she was laying down on the ground.

"What?" Adeline whispered in confusion. "I—I was . . I am not. ." She shook her head. The last thing she had been told about her pregnancy was that she had a miscarriage because there was no chance that the baby would have survived a car crash where the car had completely flipped over.

The girl nodded faintly as Adeline watched her. "You are pregnant. I can feel the heartbeat of the little one inside you." The girl rasped out confirming the suspicions of the human girl.

Adeline looked down again at her enlarged stomach. "How in the world. . ." The last time she had seen her stomach it was flat and the last information she had received about a pregnancy was that she had had a miscarriage. A miscarriage that had happened months ago.

So how all of a sudden her stomach enlarged to that of a fully pregnant woman? She could not even sit up straight, it was that big.

Nothing made sense. Maybe, it was all a lie. It was a dream it must be a dream. Adaline remembered that the Doctor had informed about seeking therapy as she had a miscarriage at such a young age because the emotions, of a longing mother, would certainly come back and mess her up.

They had advised her to get therapy and get her thoughts in order so that she could heal mentally and physically as well.

Now, she was seeing the outcome of it.

"It is not true," she breathed out, "I mean, how can it be possible? Six to seven months ago there was nothing inside me and now, all of a sudden, there\'s a big football in my stomach?" She scoffed looking down at it and then at the girl, "that\'s not possible!" She cried out. Therre was no possible way of it happening.

"Oh but it is," the girl drawled out as a board of the conversation already. "I can hear the heart beating. A healthy child it is. Must be witchcraft."

She gasped. "Wi-witchcraft?" Adeline stuttered. Werewolves, Lycan and now witches too?!

She could feel herself having consciousness again. Instead, she carefully laid down back on the floor.

Maybe, it was just a dream. It could never be true. There was no, no way, all of this could happen.

She could not be pregnant.

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He pale, unmarred skin laid still of any movements. It had been a while since she had seen her move or talk. The last time she had talked was when she was dying and muttering out the words which she thought would be her last but her made would never let that happen.

Isla would live as long as he did. They were in this for life and until unless he died is there would continue living with him.

"Isla, my beloved, you will be back." Nathaniel smiled, "My Isla." He chanted her name like a hymn. A hymn that brought him peace and quiet, calm at heart.

Soon, she could open her lovely eyes and her laughter would fill the walls. Isla would come back.

"Adrian," he sang out the name and out of the shadows appear his trusted employee. "What more is left to be done?"

Adrian anwered immediately. "Every preparation for the ceremony has been completed, the only thing left is waiting for the full moon which will happen tomorrow night. For which we will start the ceremony for two hours before and at the peak of the moon cycle, the ritual would be finished and hopefully madam Isla would come back."

Nathaniel hissed as the words. "Not hopefully," his glared at him as his fangs came out, "Not hopefully. Isla knows better than to keep me waiting."

"I apologize," Adrian bowed. "I did not know better."

Nathaniel stared at Isla before sighing. "I know you didn\'t." He muttered. "Prepare the sacrifice, be careful of the bump." He chuckled.

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