Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 82

The beautician chuckles, apparently enjoying my torture. “Just a few more strips, and you’ll be smoother than a baby’s bottom!”

“Fantastic,” I groan, bracing myself. “Because clearly, my life’s ambition was to achieve the sleek aerodynamics of a hairless cat. Maybe we can schedule a tail wax next time?”

As another strip is ruthlessly removed, I think about the newfound breeziness I’ll experience. Forget the wind in my hair; now it’s all about the wind down there.

“Almost done, just a few more, and you’ll be perfect,” she assures me, oblivious to the inner turmoil and the plotting of revenge that’s brewing inside me.

Perfect? I’ll be lucky if I leave here and am still able to sit down. Soren owes me big time. I’m talking about lifetime supplies of chocolate, foot massages, and maybe a pet unicorn that poops delicious jello.

Rip, another piece of me gone! There’s no way all of me survived this unscathed. I swear I can feel the breeze doing a whistle–stop tour through my newly reconstructed vagina. I start to sit up, thinking she is done when she turns back to me and pushes my shoulder back down. I look at her

questionably.

“Now for the last part,” she says.

“Last part? I am pretty sure there are no parts left; you

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more my punani can be stripped back; it’s not an onion; last I checked, I got no

core.

have any stragglers for the wedding day,” the beautician cheerfully chimes in, slathering

wax on…

what part of town are we

me a knowing wink. “Just a little tidy up around the

waxed hadn’t even

I am going to kill Soren when I get my hands

Soren

found, she must have her wallet on her. But the sooner she

digital chime echoing in my office as the

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visage marred by a frown.

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