Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan King

Layla sat opposite Nolan as she waited for him to state out the rules he had for her.

She kept her gaze on the ground as she felt very uneasy around him.

“Hmm…” he cleared his throat, gaining Layla’s attention and she looked up.

“I know none of us want to be in this situation where we have found ourselves but since it has already happened, we just have to adapt to it..” he began in a deep monotone.

“You already know what is going on and the responsibility you have to bear now..” he added and Layla shook her head before raising her hand timidly in the air, as she wanted to ask a question.

“Go on..” he motioned for her to speak.

“Is there nothing we can do about this?” She questioned. She really wanted to go very far away from him but that would not be possible if she beared his so called mark.

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Also she had a hard time trying to hide the mark so she usually applied make-up as her short hair couldn’t do any justice in hiding it.

“I mean to sever the mate bond there must be something we can do right?” She grilled gulping down loudly as he fixed his ivy blue eyes on her.

“No…” came his concise reply.

“There’s nothing we can do, unless you want to lose your life, of course..” he smirked as Layla stiffened. When did lives become involved with this? She thought in alarm.

“Accept your fate Layla..” he uttered, taking in a deep breath.

He had long accepted his fate. It had already happened and there was nothing more he could do about this.

She will be the pack Luna but not his Luna. Because although he had accepted this as his date, he will never accept Layla.

“I…I…” Layla began but paused as her mouth suddenly went dry.

She had nothing to say.

“Back to the rules…” he braced himself up, Layla doing same.

“Rule number one…” Layla fidgeted as he paused looking directly at her.

The way he looked at her made her feel uncomfortable, she didn’t like it one bit. It felt as if he was up to no good.

“You’re expected to be at this house, maximum 7pm..” he stated and Layla froze in horror.

Was he seriously kidding her!! He was setting a damn curfew for her.

“I don’t get you, I…mean 7pm!!!” She shrieked in surprise. She was an adult not his pawn or whatsoever. What if she had something important to do?

7pm!! Layla scoffed.

“Don’t try me Layla..” he warned in a cold steel voice.

“If you perchance go somewhere you should be back before 7pm..”

“Try me and come to this house past your curfew time..” he uttered softly, looking calm.

But Layla knew that nothing good was going on in that head of his.

He would definitely do something terrible to her if she broke any other of his rules or if she even dated to argue with him.

“Okay Mr Adlen..” she mumbled softly.

“Moving on…” his lips curved up as he continued

“Rule number two!!”

“Stay away from me!!” There was another hinge of warning in his voice as he spoke.

“We should live like total strangers in this house, you get it?” He asked and Layla nodded. She has no plans in going near him either. The second rule was perfect.

“You’ll get everything you want, money, clothes, everything” he deadpanned, bringing out a card out from his pocket and he dropped it on the table.

“This card has no limit..” he informed.

“You can get whatever you want..”

“No thank you, I don’t need it…” Layla politely refused. She did not need his money. She was content the way she was.

“Trust me you’ll need it..” he said leaving the card on the table as he had to intentions of taking it back.

“Rule number three..” Layla held her breath in anticipation for the next rule. Her heart jumped each time she heard him say the word rule.

“No one at the office should know we live together..”

“Noted..” she forced out a smile at him.

But then, she became intrigued to ask a question.

“Excuse me..” she began in a low voice.

“Go on..”

“If you desperately want us to live as strangers, don’t you think it would be better if we lived separately? I can leave if you want..” she suggested, eager to leave his place.

“No you can’t..”

“Like I said, I’m only here to wrap things up before returning to the pack and you’ll be coming with me..” there were a few things he wanted to avoid.

“But I see no…”

“Rule number four..” he says out loud interrupting Layla from saying anything further.

“Dare breaking my rules and you would get the worst punishments ever..” he deadpanned picking up his phone from the couch lazily.

“You’ll begin your driving lessons during the weekends”

“Okay sir…”

“That will be all for now..” he uttered with a passive look on his face as he stood up from the chair walking towards his room.

Maddox followed behind him obediently.

Layla let out a deep breath as she slumped against the chair the moment he was gone.

His presence was definitely intimidating. So intimidating that she felt as if she would pass out any minute.

He didn’t even show her to her room.

She guessed that was her job. She stood up from the chair dragging her feet to one of the rooms.

She walked inside, locking the door behind her.

She looked around the huge room which was furnished to a woman’s taste.

It seems her guess was right. This was her room.

On the dressing table were women’s cosmetics. Expensive ones.

She found her way to the closet as she gasped at the sight before her.

It was starkly full of clothes, shoes, slides, bags, and jewelry which were obviously meant for her.

Did Nolan really have to go this far, because none of this was necessary.

Giving her a black card, changing her wardrobe. She wanted none of it. What she wanted was to go as far away from him as possible.