Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 15

My mind instantly goes to thinking Rhett has caught me for half a second. I tense up as I’m forcefully pulled into a nearby alleyway. I let out a shaky breath when I realize it is not him, but someone else. However, that relief is short–lived when I see the angry look on his face.

The man’s appearance is intimidating–tall, broad, and covered in tattoos–and he’s accompanied by a group of equally scary–looking men, all dressed in black with strange emblems on their shirts. I swear I’ve seen those symbols before, but I can’t place them. Their auras are stronger than I would have expected, even for warriors, and it’s odd, given that I have alpha blood running through my veins.

The man’s grip on my arm tightens as he leans in and sniffs me, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. I stare at him with wide eyes. “Who are you?” he demands, his voice low and dangerous. Goosebumps instantly rise on my body as his aura washes over me.

“I–I’m just passing through,” I stutter, trying to pull away from him. But his hold only tightens, making it clear that he has no intention of letting me go anytime soon.

“Passing through? To where?” the man growls. “What brings you to our town?”

“I… I have family here,” I reply, hoping that will satisfy him and make him release me.

But the man doesn’t seem convinced.

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back. to me. “We don’t take kindly to outsiders

lie, giving him my grandmother’s last

are you from?” he asks, his eyes boring into

pack,” I reply cautiously,

believe me.

can see his mind working, trying to decide whether to trust me. “You’ve trespassed on our territory,” he growls but the other men behind him are stepping closer and

I explain, my heart pounding in my chest. “I just came into town to get my

them, a woman with a scar running down her cheek, sneers at me. “You expect us to

hoop earring, chimes in. “Maybe she’s a spy for another pack, sent

holding me shakes his head. “We need to know the name

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a pack. I don’t even know what pack I’ve stumbled into,” and I didn’t. As far as I knew, Grandma lived in no–man’s–land, rogue territory that

in the Lycan King’s kingdom, only those council approved are allowed here, no pack occupants

I ask, I didn’t realize he had a pack

but we still

taught about them in school but nothing much was ever said about them living in packs, but it does make sense I guess their species isn’t that far removed from ours. We are mutts compared to them but also similar in some sense since werewolves muddied the blood of Lycans. But now I recognize those patches on their uniforms, they are