Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 29

“Well…I don’t have any experience taking care of children,” I admit sheepishly.

King Soren’s expression softens slightly as he considers my words. He rubs a hand over his tired face before looking back at me with a determined glint in his silver eyes.

“I understand your hesitation,” he says calmly. “But my son seems to really like you and that’s what matters most to me right now.”

I glance over at Max who is tugging excitedly on Damian’s arm, begging him for something. The sight brings a smile to my face despite the tense situation.

“Plus,” the king continues. “We have plenty of staff who can assist you and give you training if needed.”

I’m surprised by the offer but also intrigued. It would certainly be a change from cleaning tables at the café every day. But could I really handle being a nanny for the king’s son?

I realize then I never answered his question. To be honest, I didn’t think he was being serious because, as Damian said, I am a stranger to the king. “I… I can’t. My grandmother, she’s not well, and I need to be there for her.”

The king’s expression softened slightly at my answer, and he nods, peering over at Max when Marianne set a plate of pancakes in front of him and choc chip cookies. “Anyone would think I don’t feed you,” he scolds his son, who smiles

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is now on probation because of your antics,” he tells his son before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his wallet. He takes out some notes, and I shake

fine,”

me you’ve been covering his bill, you should have told me he had been running up

say, trying to refuse his money, but he steps closer and my breath lodges in my throat when he slips

it, I don’t like owing anyone, and for the past week you‘ ve

son, and letting him follow me at work an

everyone, but not you,” King Soren whispers when I realize his hand is still in my

the little bubble we are stuck in. We both peer around to find everyone has stopped to stare. The king clears his throat, letting me go, but I see the hint of a smirk on his

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