Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

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“It’s… like smokey pine and blue lotus almost but more masculine and spicier. I want to eat it; it makes my mouth

water.” she chuckles, and I snicker, folding my arms across my

chest.

“Is it now, so it’s mouthwatering?” I ask her, and she nods, burying her face in my pillow and sighing deeply.

“Hmm, hm,” she hums, fluffy out her pillow.

“Does that scent remind you of anyone?” I ask her. She seems thoughtful for a second, and I growl, ripping her toward me. She smacks against my chest.

“What the hell are you doing?” she growls, and I tangle my fingers in her rainbow locks with a laugh, holding her cheek to my naked chest. “Soren!” she growls, biting my pec, her hands clawing at me to let her go.

“I wonder who it smells like? Delicious, she says. Are you trying to make me blush?” I chuckle.

“What are you talking about!” she shrieks, thrashing in my grip.

“Now I know why Max was swapping my pillow every

morning. I thought he wanted it because of his night terrors, but now I know he was swapping it for yours.” I tell her, and she freezes, her small hands pushing on my chest. I let her go, and she jerks away before curiosity gets the better of her. She léans forward, sniffing me.

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eyes widen, and her face turns crimson, recognizing the scent. “I even berated the cleaning lady thinking she was changing my pillowcases since they never smelled of Max despite him swapping his pillow for mine each morning.” he laughs. She says nothing and is just staring at me as her blush moves down her neck and chest.

don’t smell like that during the day?” she blurts. “You

closes like a fish as she tries to find words. I chuckle and lean forward

I… your smell is all over Max…

scenting my son?” I ask her, loving the way she squirms, trying to explain

putting words in my

and pull her closer. Our faces are inches apart. I take a

delicious, too,” I tell her. She growls at me before snatching the pillow she stole. “Damian makes me wear a scent masker; don’t ask me why. It muffles my scent or adds to it or something. He sprays it in all

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fluffing the pillow before moving to the sofa under the bay windows and stealing more pillows and cushions.

now?

middle of

I can’t help but ask as the pillow

up from her task. “My ex always complained I moved around a lot in my sleep,” she

to pry into who could possibly have issues with such a trivial thing, but she

seems satisfied with

pillows, I can still see if I sit up high enough, don’t want any awkward eye contact.” I tell her.

when on your own? I see why Damian

watching you get cranky, you’re like

no bite,” she lifts her head to glare at me over her wall

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