Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 58

Chapter 58

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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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mine each morning.” he laughs. She says nothing and is just staring at me as her blush

that during the day?” she blurts. “You still smell

been scenting me?” I ask her, and her mouth opens and closes like a

your smell is all over Max…

my son?” I ask her, loving the

you’re putting words in my

I reach out and pull her closer. Our faces are inches apart. I take a deep breath and inhale

ask me why. It muffles my scent or adds to it or something. He

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tells me, fluffing the pillow before moving to the sofa under the bay windows and stealing more pillows and cushions. Does she need to create a Den? Does she have her

now?

as she makes a long line of pillows down the middle of the bed- this woman and her weird compulsions fascinate me

but

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

ask about this ex to pry into who could possibly have issues with such a trivial thing, but she gives away nothing more, skillfully avoiding my gaze

seems satisfied with her

see if I sit up high enough, don’t want

see why Damian

I just like watching you get cranky, you’re like a

bark and no bite,” she lifts her head to glare at me

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