Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 69

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“Soren?” The call of my name in that familiar, lilting tone sends a spike of ice through my veins and her eyes widen and she tries to shove me out of the shower. I scramble, gripping the wall and shoving her against the cold tiles.

“Please, I’ll do anything!”

“Anything?” She hisses and I nod holding a finger to my lips.

“Soren, dear, are you in here?” Her voice cuts through the steam and the sound of cascading water like a cold draft as we both look in the direction of the door but can’t see through the frosted glass.

Bree’s body tenses against mine; muscles coil, ready for a fight she can’t have. A low growl vibrates from her throat, a primal sound that stirs the beast within me. “She’s at the door!” she hisses and I press closer, my hand clamping over her mouth, feeling the slick heat of her skin. Our hearts race in unison, pounding a frantic rhythm as I crush her against the wall.

“She won’t come in here,” I whisper, more to reassure myself than Bree. The intimacy of our proximity is forgotten in the face of my mother muttering about needing to open windows and let air inside my room. But my mother’s intuition is second only to her tenacity; she’s a force of nature not easily deterred. Especially by a bathroom door.

~Aubrey~

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enthusiasm, which, frankly, exhausts me. The woman has far too much energy for someone her age. Just as I’m beginning to unwind, the door bursts open and I am pushed against the wall.

and pressing me against the wall

clamps over my mouth. He shuts the shower

audible above the drumming of water on the tile. “It’s just me. If she asks, you haven’t

locks with his, noting the confusion and a hint of irritation flickering

to my breast and I try to cover up as his gaze keeps exploring. My fingers grip his jaw, forcing his gaze back to mine. “Soren!” I snap, frustration etched in

kidding, he can’t really be running

hand over my mouth, and I hear the bedroom open. No, I am not being

is closer; I hear her open a window and

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