Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 88

Soren

I lean against the door frame, watching Bree stuff clothes into an old, worn duffel bag with more force than necessary. She seems antsy to leave; she is wearing loose clothing,

comfortable and easy for her to escape when she needs to shift. The full moon is tonight, so Bree is heading to her grandmother’s old shack, a house that would be too polite to call it. I’m surprised the place is still standing. It looks like it is one strong gust of wind away from crumbling to dust or being blown away. A knot of worry tightens in my stomach as I watch her. I know she needs the isolation during her transformation, but the dilapidated state of the old cellar makes me uneasy. I can’t shake the feeling that something will go wrong and I won’t be there to help her.

“You don’t have to go,” I say for what feels like the hundredth time. “It’s dangerous,” I say, my voice full of worry. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” Bree pauses, her hands freezing mid- motion as she looks up at me, her eyes filled with annoyance.

“I appreciate your concern, Soren, but I need to do this,” she replies softly, her voice unwavering despite the tension in the air. “It’s the only way I can control the transformation and keep everyone safe.”

“We can secure you in the dungeons here. No one would bother you down there, you’d be perfectly safe down there, and I would be more at ease knowing you aren’t being taken advantage of if someone does happen to stumble upon you.”

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her over this, but there is no need

What if the roof caves in, or you get trapped down there? And what about if a male wolf finds you down there? There could be

in any condition to defend yourself.” Bree sighs. heavily and shakes

bag as she

the moon would torment me for a whole

me.”

in the elements on a full moon may drive my wolf mad. Plus, I will be more rabid until the next one, meaning I will be a danger to Max.” Her gaze drops for a moment. “The moon’s pull is stronger than you think, and I need to be free to

my arms, unconvinced. “A cellar is

a bit as if she’s trying to ease my worry.

house leads to a network of tunnels. There’s a Perspex dome I found out about” – she chuckles humorlessly – “which she conveniently forgot to mention. It sits right

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grass. I’ll see the moonlight, feel its presence.

set in Bree’s posture tells me it’s a lost cause. Her connection to the lunar cycle is something I can never fully understand since

I concede, pushing off the door frame. “But promise me