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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“Do I make your mouth water?” I laugh.

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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. “But I am glad I smell mouthwatering, delicious even.” I laugh. She looks

the day?” she blurts. “You still smell

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

your smell is all over Max…

you’ve been scenting my son?” I ask her, loving the way she

you’re putting words in my

I make your water!” I retort. She looks away, her cheeks still flushed. I reach out and pull her closer. Our faces are inches apart. I take a deep breath

think you smell pretty 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 the cars, too; I can’t stand the

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pillows and cushions. Does she need to create a Den? Does she have her monthlies?

now?

long line of pillows down the middle of the

now?” I can’t help but ask

from her task. “My ex always complained I moved around a lot in my sleep,” she says, her voice muffled slightly by

scenting him annoyed him,” she adds. I want to ask about this ex to pry into who could possibly have issues with such a trivial thing, but she gives away

final pat, she seems satisfied

for more pillows, I can still see if I sit up high

when on your own? I see why Damian gets so frustrated with

I just like watching you get cranky, you’re

her head to glare at me over her wall of

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