Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 28

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I look at Marianne behind the counter who glances at the window. The king keeps showing up here; she may just fire me for the annoyance. Yet she only has a silly smile on her face when she looks at Max then out the windows.

A dark SUV pulls up to the curb in front of the cafe, the doors of SUVs open with urgency, as guards storm out of cars drawing my attention. One grips the door handle, it rattles as it swings open and the bells above the door ring loudly. As I turn around from delivering another plate of food, I catch sight of King Soren walking into the café accompanied by several guards.

The tall, imposing figure of King Soren enters the café, his broad shoulders fill the space as he strides confidently towards the counter. He is flanked by several guards, their serious expressions and bulging muscles adding to the intimidating presence of the king. Before he reaches the counter he spots Max.

“There you are,” he growls and the room falls silent. His face immediately softens as if relieved that Max is okay. At this point, it’s obvious he knows where Max escapes to daily, and his frustration is evident. His deep black hair is tousled as if he had run his fingers through it all morning, and blue eyes pin me where I stand. Tall with broad shoulders and a strong build, the king’s muscles bulge under his form–fitting suit.

I’m like a deer caught in headlights each time he comes to collect his son. I worry that he will eventually learn who I am and send me back to Rhett. I shudder at the thought.

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taken a liking to this place,” he remarks dryly, his

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off my apron. “He’s a good kid. But I think your nanny might be having a

running a hand through his hair. “Seems like it. Would

his broad shoulders and tense posture showing his strength and readiness to protect. His closely cropped hair is a deep brown, and his sharp features are set in a serious

know the

and his guard Damian stand before me.

King Soren snaps at Damian, his voice laced with frustration. “And exactly how safe is my son when

king turns his piercing gaze back to me, and I can’t help but feel small under

prompts, crossing his arms over his

take a deep breath, trying to steady my

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