Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

“Fine,” I murmur, my lips pressing into a tight line. It’s a reluctant surrender to Max’s hopeful gaze, one that might buy his father a moment’s peace. The boy’s energy is electric, his tiny feet barely touching the floor as he hops toward the door, a whirlwind of youthful exuberance and I rise giving in to the child.

“Thank you, I know he can sometimes be a handful.” King Soren’s words carry a weight, an acknowledgment that seems to see right through me.

I shake my head, brushing off his gratitude with a flicker of a smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes. “I find him sweet, he’s a breath of fresh air,” I tell him, and it’s true. Max reminds me of the innocence I once had before life got its hands on me.

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~King Soren~

Throughout the entire drive to Brielle’s house, I can’t stop thinking about my son’s bizarre behavior and how taken he is with her. I find myself questioning her about her grandma, her time in town, and her plans for the future. The road is ribbon- like in the darkness, and the only sound is the soft purr of the car’s engine.

“So, your grandma is sick?” I ask, trying to sound casual.

“Yes, she’s been unwell for some time now,” Brielle replies, her voice heavy with concern.

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and shadows under her eyes. I wonder how much of

have you

Your

to stay here for

before answering, “Yes, for as long as I am needed.”

answer leaves me with a sense of unease, as if she

do

at various places, mostly in the service industry.”

you originally from the Lycan

before answering, “Not exactly. I’ve

notice her discomfort and decide to change the subject. “How did

everyone has been very welcoming.”

your work at the café? Do

people are great, and I enjoy making coffee.”

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our conversation continues, I can’t help but notice how nervous she gets when

her past make me wonder if there’s more to her than meets the eye. But for now, I decide to let it go and focus on getting

window panes, and sagging porch speak volumes about the hardships the grandmother must have faced over the years. “You live here?” I couldn’t help but ask, my eyes scanning the crumbling building with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

I spot an elderly woman on the porch, her skin as wrinkled as the house itself, her eyes gazing vacantly into the distance. Her thin

is already out of the car and running towards the house, his energetic stride in stark contrast to

in the sight of the house and the frail old woman who

fine,” Brielle reassures her

old woman insists, trying to rise

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