Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan King

“Layla wake up” Aurora shook Layla violently trying to disrupt her sleep.

“Oh gosh, Aurora let me sleep,” Layla groaned, putting a pillow over her head.

She has planned to have a good rest today, but Aurora just showed up like the spoiler she old to ruin everything.

“No, get up” Aurora said gingerly, still shaking her so she could wake up.

“It’s Sunday Aurora, let me rest” she yawned trying to kick Aurora away.

“That’s why you have to get up, let go skiing” Aurora proposed and Layla yelled loudly.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!!” She seriously works endlessly from Monday to Saturday. And Sunday being the only day that she has to rest, Aurora is suggesting skiing.

“No I’m not..”

“Ow, ow” Layla winced, holding her stomach as if she was in pain, startling Aurora who became alert.

“Is everything alright?” She asked in concern.

“No you dummy!!” Layla snapped, removing the pillow from her face.

“My baby needs some rest and just complained to me that you have to let us be!”

“No skiing,” Layla said, pulling the duvet over her head. Even if she tries to go back to sleep again, she won’t be able to do so. Aurora has driven every ounce of sleep away from her.

“You’re just a month gone Layla, your baby is still a developing fetus” Aurora stated, resuming her duty and she tugged Layla’s leg trying to drag her out of the bed.

“I need quality rest” Layla spelled out in frustration, Aurora is never going to let her be and she is never going to give in to her.

“You..” a notification came through Layla’s phone and Aurora quickly ran to pick it up from the drawer it was lying on.

“Who the hell is Mr grumpy grumpy?” Aurora laughed heartily and Layla suddenly sat up from the bed.

“Mr who?” She asked, alerted.

“Grumpy grumpy, who the hell is this?” Aurora laughed.

“My boss,” Layla replied in a low tone as she blew off the strand of hair that was falling on her face.

Another Devil has shown up.

“What does the text say?” She asked wondering what he might need on a freaking Sunday morning.

“I’ll be at your place in Ten. A business trip came up. Get ready” Aurora read out.

“Haaa!!?” Layla yelled in anger. What fucking business trip is he talking about?.

Why today?.

“Seriously!!” Aurora yelled also. Layla’s boss just ruined their plans of going skiing.

“I have to get ready Aurora” Layla jumped down from the bed in a haste as she rushed to the bathroom.

“Help me pack up a few clothes thanks” she slammed the door to have a quick bath.

…..

“Two minutes more” Aurora announced as Layla rushed out from her room, her hair was still wet, she was not fully ready. Everything was messed up.

“Who in the world gives a lady ten minutes to get ready and pack up?” Aurora asked no one in particular as Layla buttoned her blouse.

“My boss does,” she gasped, dropping a wet towel on her hair.

“Are my bags ready?” She asked Aurora who shook her head.

“Yes, I packed some clothes which will last you for a few days, your cosmetics and all,” she replied.

“Good, skiing is definitely better than this,” Layla mumbled, shaking her head.

She’s seriously going to be in the same car with Nolan.

She still hasn’t forgotten about the last encounter they had and each time she went near him she trembled in fear.

The way he yelled at her, the hollowness and coldness his icy blue eyes held when looking at her, it all sent cold chills down her spine.

“I would love to meet that boss of yours” Aurora said and Layla glanced at her.

“Trust me you don’t want to” Layla uttered rushing to the fridge.

She planned on eating breakfast late, but now that Nolan has ruined her plans she has to get something to eat.

“What does he look like?” Aurora asked curiously as Layla collected the bottle of milk from the fridge which she poured into a glass.

“He’s cruel, hostile, cold, grumpy and a little good looking” Layla muttered sarcastically.

What was she saying? Nolan was an epitome of handsome. That man was fucking goodlooking but she felt good addressing him as a person with average looks.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!!” Aurora gasped looking up from her phone as she stared at Layla in bewilderment.

“What?” Layla grilled spreading peanut butter on a slice of breath.

“You call this ugly??” Aurora shrieked, holding up her phone.

She went online to look for the so-called boss of Layla who she always complained about and he was nowhere ugly.

“Yes,” Layla replied in between mouthfuls.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, he’s friggin hot!’ Aurora exclaimed going through the little pictures of Nolan she was able to find online.

“I said a little handsome” Layla corrected, picking up her phone which was vibrating on the table.

“Shh, he’s calling”

“Good morning sir” Layla greeted picking the call up as she beckoned for Aurora to bring her bags.

“Come out” short and concise, he disconnected the call.

“Quickly bring my luggage” Layla gestured at Aurora who dashed inside to get her luggage, she took my last gulp of her milk.

“Thanks” she mumbled quickly.

“Have fun girl” Aurora waved as Layla rushed to the door.

“It’s a business trip,” Layla snapped, dashing out of her apartment.

She saw a black car packed at the front of her house with a man standing close to the car, someone she didn’t recognize as Nolan.

“Ughh..” she began searching for her words, as she had never met the man before nor had she seen him.

“Mr Alden is at the back” the man informed politely, collecting Layla’s luggage from her.

“Uhh … okay” Layla shrugged her shoulders and she walked over to the front seat.

“Please miss..” the man politely opened the back seat for Layla to go in.

Layla wanted to object but she decided to go in quietly.

“Thank you” she muttered going into the back seat.

“Good morning sir” she greeted Nolan who was seated beside her with a laptop in front of him but neither did he lift his head nor did he even answer her greeting.

Layla looked away from him when he didn’t reply and focused her attention on the road instead enjoying the quiet ride as she wondered what kind of business trip they were going to and why he had to bring her along with him.

“Sir where are we headed?” She heard the driver ask.

“Seattle” Nolan replied and all the hairs in Layla’s body stood.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.