Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 46

“Bree!” Max greets me with a squeal that turns into a heart- melting grin before rushing into the room and launching himself at me. His tiny arms wrap around my legs in a tight hug. Laughter bubbles up from deep within me.

“Hello Max.” I crouch down to his level, brushing stray curls away from his forehead.

“You convinced her?” he looks at his father before looking at me. “Are you going to be my Nanny?” he asks excitedly. I

smile.

“Yes, Max,” I say. “I am your new nanny.” His squeal of joy echoes throughout the room as he hugs me tighter. I look up at King Soren who stands at the doorway, a soft smile playing on his lips.

Just maybe, this could work out after all. Maybe here, in this new place with these new people, life could finally start making sense. I could escape from the betrayal and pain of the past and build something new for myself.

“Yes! Yes yes yes!” Max jumps up and down excitedly before rushing off to grab some game he wants to play.

Soren watches him with a soft smile. “He’s been looking forward to having you here,” he admits, his eyes meeting mine.

“You knew I would say yes?” I ask with a raised brow.

“I can be persuasive,” he smiles wickedly and I roll my eyes at

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better go find Max then.” I tell

days, I find myself adjusting surprisingly well to life in the castle. Soren keeps his promise and provides everything I need. I hardly see King

edge constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop, I worry that the king will one day send for me and that will be the end, that

I am overwhelmed with guilt at how little time I was able to spend with her. Despite the heaviness of the day, I feel a glimmer of happiness that I was able to make

and Max is tucked in bed I am grateful for some time alone. But as I lay in bed, I feel even more on edge. Perhaps it was the funeral or knowing the full moon is only two weeks

the agony of it will have me crawling back begging him to reject me. And I have

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Yet of all nights did it have to be tonight when I have just had an awful

slow at first but then has me tossing and turning, sobbing, luckily he never lasts long but the aftershocks of it sometimes

at my door that has me groaning, knowing I have to answer the door. But I can barely walk from the pain that lingers

help but notice how handsome he looks. His hair falls over his forehead in soft waves, and the dim light from

with

the room before settling on me again. “Max reminded me when I tucked him in