The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Lucy's POV:

In the dimly lit room, the stale air circulated the room, now mixed with the choking smell of tobacco. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I knew that smoking wasn't good for the baby, but it was also my only escape from this hell.

Richard had confined me to this room twenty-four-seven. No one was allowed to even get close to this room, other than the person who would bring food to me daily.

Several guards stood watch by the door at all times, all of whom were Richard's trusted men. I couldn't even make it to the door before a guard would bark at me to stay in the room.

It seemed that Richard was really pissed off with me this time. In the past, no matter how I provoked him, he would simply turn a blind eye to it. Even after knowing what happened between me and Kyle, he jus called a few ordinary guards to keep a close watch on me.

I couldn't help but touch my slightly bulging belly, feeling restless.

Over the past few days, Richard had been making sure I was in good health by making me take all kinds of tonics and medicines. Despite this facade of kindness, I knew that I was doomed.

didn't want to accept my fate. For the sake of my unborn child, I had

food on the table, a lightbulb went

outside, but inside

bathroom to take a cold shower. It wasn't until I was shivering that I sat down at the table. Then I picked up a fork to

suddenly threw the fork on the table with a bang and I staggered to the door, trembling all over. Knocking weakly at the door, I cried urgently. "Help! Somebody, anybody! My stomach hurts. Call the doctor!" A guard soon came in and inquired

a deathly pale, I held my belly with both hands, teeth chattering

was very cautious. He first glanced at the half-eaten food on the table and then asked me what had happened

began to ache." As I spoke, I began to cry. I even pinched my thigh secretly, digging my nails into my skin, to squeeze out a few

the tears rolled down my cheeks, the guard was finally convinced and immediately ran out to

as if nothing had happened. I wrapped the thick coat around me and sat on the edge of the bed, expectantly waiting for the

the doctor Richard had sent to make sure I wouldn't have

expose my pregnancy ahead of time, so he specifically assigned me a doctor with simple background

blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin and a prominent nose-a typical northerner appearance. She was also withdrawn and silent. Every time

made sure that I couldn't communicate with outsiders. So every time I had a check-up, there would be guards

slightly and frowned. "You need to take off your pants to