Mated To The Lycan King

Chapter 73

Chapter 72

The Evening of Dexter's Trial

The beginning of the day and Dexter's trial...

I stood outside the door with Everest, Josh, Claire, Miranda, and Brent. We were chatting about the trial for Sarah. How it was weird to watch the silver overtake her body. The way that it seemed to burn her from the inside out. It was a sight that I did not enjoy watching. I leaned against Everest and his hand went instinctively to my belly, rubbing it softly. We were pregnant.

It brought me back to the moments leading up to finding out I was pregnant. He picked me up and twirled me around our bedroom this morning. How happy he was, how happy I was to be carrying the next leader for our Kingdom, to be carrying a product of our love for one another.

I couldn't wait to experience all of the good and bad of this pregnancy with him as our family grew much bigger, even if it was only by one. A Lycan pregnancy was different than a human who was carrying a child. Lycans were pregnant for maybe four months, half the time a human would give birth. Some Lycans delivered their babes as early as three months. We were stronger than humans, we could procreate faster too. I remember this one woman who gave birth twice in one year, the second being with twins. She had her hands full for sure. I could not even imagine having three babies under the age of one.

That made me wonder if I was going to have one or multiples. I smiled as my hand sat on top of Everest's hand, which was still rubbing my flat stomach. It wouldn't be flat in the next few months as it would be more full and plump looking with the love of my baby inside.

"Avalynn, are you?" Claire looked at me with a questionable look on her face.

I

motioned to my stomach where mine and Everest's hands

We just found out this morning." I smiled happily at everyone standing there

told throughout our group, which went along with hugs and handshakes. I answered all the questions about doctors' appointments to be made and how far along we thought we were. Little did we all know, this would be the happiest and brightest moment of our entire day and maybe

at the sound of creaking as the doors to where the trial was being held were opened up for us. We didn't really mind waiting outside as the staff finished setting everything up. We were early, after all. It gave us the time to chat. We walked into the room and the temperature matched the appearance, cold and harsh. The walls were concrete brick painted a white color. The room almost looked sterile. The table that was up higher and looking down at the rest of the room was long and stretched across the entire room. There were twelve chairs in total up there. Enough for our council members and enough for the Southern Territory council members to sit with us. The table was made up of rich,

would surely burn you if you touched it. I walked over to look at the cage itself. It went floor to ceiling with big anchors to hold the chains in place. The silver bars also went around the

on his thigh. He settled down and his knee stopped bouncing. He looked over at me with a smile as if to say thank you. I nodded my head at him as my hand pat his leg lightly before staying in place. The doors opened up with loud clicking sounds as the council members began to walk in first. I glanced over to Brent

Southern Territories filled up the room. People sat in their seats and stood along the wall. I looked out at the crowd, searching for anything that stood out. Slipping in and out of other peoples minds for any clues on anything that would or

hear the chains from a good distance away. Their clinking against one another and the scraping of the floor was something you could not have mistaken. You could smell his burning flesh from outside the room. Every eye in the room was watching the door he would enter within the

weighing Dexter down. The guards, who wear special thick gloves and special clothes to help block the silver, protect their skin. Dexter's skin was covered in burn marks from where he wore the chains. The chains covered him and wrapped tightly around his body. He was mumbling his words and not making any sense at all. His eyes were bloodshot and he smelled

floor and ceiling. They tightened them to make him stand. It had enough slack and give so his body slouched. His

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